After traveling through time, the adults were completely in my hands

Thinking of his nephew lying unconscious on the hospital bed, Wei Qing was extremely anxious. In order to travel faster, he would change to a fast horse every time he arrived at a local centurion office, and he would ride the horse at full speed like lightning.

When passing by an inn, Wei Qing saw several tall horses and a gorgeous carriage parked outside the inn.

Without stopping, Wei Qing rushed forward on his horse, but a sudden voice from the inn startled him, and he pulled the reins hard to stop his horse.

He turned his horse around in disbelief, and saw several people coming out of the inn. The one in front was Jing Yu, who was dressed in ordinary clothes. When he looked to his side, Wei Qing felt as if his heart was hit by something. For a moment, his mind went blank and he just sat on the horse in a daze, forgetting what to do.

After resting in the inn, Jindou and Jingyu walked out while talking. Just as they were about to mount their horses and continue on their journey, they turned their heads and suddenly found a man riding a tall horse not far away.

When Jindou saw the man on the horse, he could hardly believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked at them carefully again.

"Second brother!" Jindou was ecstatic and shouted loudly, then ran towards Wei Qing.

"Second brother, why are you here?" Jindou ran to Wei Qing's horse, raised his head, and asked excitedly and puzzledly.

Wei Qing looked down at the golden bean that suddenly appeared in front of him. A hundred feelings surged in his heart in an instant. He just stared at the golden bean and didn't hear what the golden bean said at all.

Jing Yu also came over at this time, looked at Wei Qing's appearance, put his hands behind his back, smiled slightly and said: "Master Wei, you must be very happy to see the golden beans."

Wei Qing finally came to his senses at this time. He quickly got off the horse and bowed to Jing Yu, saying, "Your Highness."

Jing Yu smiled and said, "I wanted to keep Jindou for a few more days, but Jindou couldn't stand it anymore and insisted on coming back."

At this point, Jing Yu asked in a tone that was half puzzled and half teasing: "Where are you going, Lord Wei? Could it be... going to Yue State to pick up the golden beans?"

"Come pick me up?" Jindou pointed at his nose, somewhat unbelieving.

Wei Qing hurriedly said, "Your Highness, my nephew has fallen from a height and is in critical condition. I urgently need Jindou to go back and take a look."

"That's right," Jing Yu said hurriedly after hearing this: "Jindou, get on the carriage quickly, we're leaving right away!"

"No need, my second brother and I can ride horses faster!" Jindou was also very anxious after hearing Wei Qing's words. His second brother's nephew was his own nephew. Jindou now wished he could grow wings and fly to the capital immediately.

Wei Qing and Jindou said goodbye to Jing Yu and ran back the way they came.

Jing Yu looked at the backs of the two people speeding away, and felt a sense of loss in his heart. He stood there blankly for a long time, and then he turned around with a dejected look and said to the people behind him: "Let's go back to Yue Kingdom."

In Wei Yizhong's bedroom in Duke Dingguo's mansion, Duke Dingguo and his wife Wei Lang were still guarding their child closely, while Duke Dingguo's wife, Xu, was bedridden due to excessive grief.

Ever since Yang fainted and was rescued that day, she has ignored others' advice and insisted on staying by her son's bedside. Her eyes are now swollen from crying.

At this time, Duke Dingguo was sitting on a chair beside him, while Wei Lang was pacing anxiously on the ground.

After the imperial physician left that day, Duke Dingguo invited several famous old doctors from the capital, but after taking Wei Yizhong's pulse, they all shook their heads, indicating that they were powerless.

Now, the family can only place all their hopes on Wei Qing, hoping that Wei Qing can bring people back as soon as possible and save Wei Yizhong's life.

Just as the people in the room were anxiously waiting, the housekeeper hurried in and shouted, "Master, Prince, the Second Young Master is back!"

"He's back!" Everyone in the room was cheered up and stood up to look at the door. They saw Wei Qing in front, followed by a thin man with ordinary looks, walking in together.

"Father, elder brother and sister-in-law." Wei Qing bowed and was about to introduce Jindou, but he saw Jindou had already rushed to the bedside and put one hand on Wei Yizhong's wrist pulse.

Upon seeing this, Duke Dingguo and Wei Lang and his wife also hurried to the bedside, looking at Jindou and watching the movements of his hands.

The three people looked at Jindou, who was thin and small. It seemed that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old at most. For a moment, they were a little disappointed and really doubted Jindou's medical skills.

Jindou took Wei Yizhong's pulse and, without saying anything, reached into his bosom and took out his small needle bag.

This small needle bag was prepared by his grandfather for Jindou as soon as he was born.

It can be said that this small needle bag has been with Jindou for as many years as he has grown. When he was a child and just learned to hold things with his hands, the first thing Jindou took was the silver needle in the small bag. This silver needle seemed to have a spirit and never hurt Jindou by mistake.

At that time, there were many descendants of the Jin family, big and small, but the grandfather only brought Jindou with him and carefully taught him various unique skills of the Jin family. Jindou was extremely talented in these aspects and could learn quickly. He even learned some skills by analogy, which far surpassed his grandfather. Even the old grandfather could not help but sigh in despair.

At this time, Jindou opened the small needle bag, took out a silver needle, and stabbed it into Wei Yizhong's head.

Several people in the room held their breath and stared nervously at Jindou's movements.

Jindou's fingers moved quickly, and in just a quarter of an hour, he had put the silver needle away again.

"Second brother," Jindou stood up after finishing all this and called out to Wei Qing.

Second brother? Duke Dingguo and Wei Lang and his wife were all stunned and looked towards Wei Qing.

Wei Qing didn't bother to explain at this moment. He looked at Jindou and asked, "How is it? My nephew..."

"Brother, if you hurry, you should be able to wake up early tomorrow morning."

"Really... tomorrow morning..." Just as Jindou finished speaking, Yang rushed over, grabbed Jindou's hand, and said excitedly incoherently: "Tomorrow morning... really... will he wake up?"

Jindou gently patted Yang's hand, smiled faintly, and comforted her, "Don't worry, the young master will wake up by tomorrow night at the latest."

Lady Xu, the wife of Duke Dingguo, had been ill in bed. Upon hearing the maid's announcement that her youngest son had returned, she struggled to be supported by the nanny. As soon as she entered the room, she overheard what Jindou had said to Lady Yang. She was both surprised and delighted, and hurriedly asked Jindou, "Are you saying...my grandson...will be able to regain consciousness tomorrow?"