A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

Song Zhili didn't say much, but took He Miaomiao from his hands, and then turned to Qing Shuang and said.

"Qingshuang, come here and help me help Miaomiao across."

Song Zhili wasn't very strong, and she couldn't carry He Miaomiao, so she had Qing Shuang come over to help her walk back to where they had been.

He Miaomiao had already fainted from the pain, and she had no memory of what happened afterward.

Upon hearing Song Zhili's words, Qing Shuang immediately stepped forward to Song Zhili's side, supporting He Miaomiao's other arm, and then could only walk in the direction they had just been led.

Several of the bodyguards were also very observant; they stayed by Qing Shuang and Song Zhili's side the whole time, watching them walk in that direction.

Shi Wude was shooting arrows with great enthusiasm when he was suddenly hit by Song Zhili's bullet. Although it didn't hit his head, it still hit his chest.

When he fell off his horse, several soldiers saw it. They stopped fighting with the guards and all surrounded Shi Wude.

So when Cui Xiaoliu was carrying He Miaomiao, not many soldiers dared to continue heading in their direction.

The guards escorted Song Zhili and Qing Shuang into the woods. Song Zhili then told them to go help Cui Xiaoliu and not to stay by her side, as she needed to take He Miaomiao to her space to treat her wounds quickly.

It's not very convenient for her here.

The guards hesitated for a moment when they saw that Song Zhili didn't want them to stay by their side. Their master seemed to treat the injured girl differently. If they got injured again, it wouldn't be good if their master blamed them.

Seeing their hesitation, Song Zhili spoke again, "Don't hesitate any longer. I need to treat her wound in a moment. Her wound is on her back. How can I treat her wound with you here? Listen to me, your master won't blame you."

Upon hearing this, the guards realized it was indeed true; the young woman's injury was on her back, and it wasn't appropriate for them to be there.

After hesitating for a while, they nodded. "Alright, young ladies, please be careful. We'll go help our master first and be back in a bit."

Song Zhili nodded, and after the guards left, she pulled Shuang and had her help He Miaomiao walk further into the woods.

Song Zhili stopped when they reached a place where no one was around, and then entered the space with Qing Shuang and He Miaomiao.

"Qingshuang, let me treat Miaomiao's wound first. If you're bored, you can go downstairs and watch TV for a while, or just sit downstairs. It's up to you."

After finishing her sentence, Song Zhili ignored Qing Shuang and went to the pharmacy to get what she needed.

Then they began to treat He Miaomiao's back wound.

While disinfecting He Miaomiao, she noticed that He Miaomiao frowned, which must have hurt a bit.

She sighed inwardly, thinking He Miaomiao was too foolish. Cui Xiaoliu's kung fu was so good that even if she hadn't rushed out, Cui Xiaoliu would have been able to dodge the two soldiers' knives.

However, what's done is done, and there's no room for regret. At that moment, she suddenly remembered what the abbot had said about the bloodshed.

He was absolutely right. Exactly six months later, He Miaomiao started bleeding.

While treating He Miaomiao's back wound, Song Zhili was lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Qing Shuang was also restless downstairs. She hadn't been to Song Zhili's space many times and wasn't very familiar with the things inside.

Earlier, Song Zhili told her to come downstairs to watch TV, but she didn't know what it was or how to turn it on.

She had no choice but to go downstairs and sit on the sofa, looking around boredly, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

At this moment, Cui Xiaoliu, along with his guards, charged towards Shi Wude's direction, slitting the throats of any soldier who got close without hesitation.

They quickly killed most of Shi Wude's remaining soldiers.

Shi Wude was not yet dead after being shot in the chest. Just as Cui Xiaoliu got closer and closer, he could no longer hold on and closed his eyes, falling silent.

Their heads died just like that, and the remaining soldiers panicked and helpless, dropping their weapons and ceasing their fighting.

But Cui Xiaoliu was blinded by rage, and thinking of He Miaomiao's injuries, he had no intention of leaving any survivors.

Even after the remaining soldiers surrendered, he showed no mercy and slaughtered them all.

Several of the guards he brought were also injured, but their injuries were not too serious. They would recover after applying some medicine and resting for a few days.

Cui Xiaoliu turned his head and saw that the ground was full of corpses. He ordered the guards to check each of them to see if any of them were faking their death.

After the guards finished their inspection and shook their heads at him, they breathed a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to go back to find Song Zhili and He Miaomiao, Cui Xiaoliu heard the sound of many footsteps coming from not far away.

The expressions of the group immediately became more serious. They all drew their swords again, listening to the approaching footsteps, and stood ready for battle.

“Master, judging from the footsteps, there should be quite a few people coming. We don’t know if they are friend or foe. Why don’t you go find Miss He and leave? We’ll stay here and keep watch.”

One of the guards wanted Cui Xiaoliu to take Song Zhili and the others away first. Judging from the footsteps, he estimated that there were at least two hundred people coming.

If they are friends, that's fine, but if they are enemies, there are only a few dozen of them now, and they are no match for them at all.

Their lives don't matter, but their master cannot die.

Cui Xiaoliu shook his head. He looked down at the grenade at his waist. If a lot of people came, even if he left first, he probably wouldn't be able to get very far. And now their carriage was too small to fit.

It would be better to stay and fight to the death, and besides, he still had the grenades that Song Zhili had given him, the power of which he had witnessed before.

Even if a hundred or two hundred people came, or even several hundred more, they wouldn't be a match for these grenades.

"It's alright, I'm not leaving. If so many come, you won't be able to handle them all. Even if I leave first, I won't get very far."

Just as Cui Xiaoliu finished speaking, he could vaguely see the shadows of that group of people. He saw three people on horseback leading the way, followed by a group of soldiers.

As the group drew closer, Cui Xiaoliu recognized the three leaders, and his expression became even more serious.

He recognized these three men; they were Shi Wude's three older brothers. It seemed they were enemies!

"You will all stand behind me in a moment. Without my order, you are not allowed to rush in front of me."

Without a second thought, Cui Xiaoliu gave the order, planning to throw a grenade once they got a little closer.