Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 896: Chapter 734

"A Wu, A Wu, wake up! Old Yang is gone, and you can’t have anything happen to you too!"

The burly man shook his unconscious companion, filled with anxiety.

"You always pick and choose your food, harder to feed than a stubborn donkey, and now you couldn’t resist..."

The burly man was deeply saddened.

But speaking of which, the situation was different this time; everyone was exhausted after a major upheaval, physically and mentally drained, and extremely thirsty.

Water in the desert was like oil.

He wanted to drink too, but there wasn’t enough space, so he gave the last spot to A Wu.

If only he had known, if only he had known... he wouldn’t have let him!

"May I take a look?"

A calm and cold female voice sounded from behind him; the burly man turned around blankly to see a veiled woman standing quietly in the sunset.

The twilight followed behind her, as if it coated her in a layer of sacred golden light.

The burly man stood there, stunned.

"You are..."

Following Meng Qianqian, Ya’er, who was carrying a small medical box for her, said, "You ate my lady’s jerky, and you’ve forgotten so soon?"

The burly man suddenly realized: "Ah! It’s you—but you—"

His gaze swept over Meng Qianqian’s slightly protruding belly, "You... you..."

Meng Qianqian pointed to the companion he called A Wu: "He’s poisoned, if you don’t mind, I have some understanding of the Qihuang Skill and can take a look at him."

"Ah! Miss... no, Madam is a doctor!"

The burly man hurriedly stood up, his attitude extremely respectful, "I trouble Madam to examine my brother! If Madam can save my brother, I, Big Bull, will do anything to repay Madam’s life-saving grace!"

Ya’er said, "My lady will do her best, but whether he can be saved is not guaranteed."

The burly man responded quickly, "I understand! I understand! Please, Madam!"

Meng Qianqian squatted down, checked A Wu’s pulse, looked at his nails and pupils, and then asked Ya’er to bring a bowl of water.

She sniffed it and tested it with a silver needle.

The silver needle did not turn black.

It wasn’t a strong poison; there was something in the water source that couldn’t be consumed.

Meng Qianqian took an elixir from the small medical box and had Big Bull feed it to A Wu, then used the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles to unclog his meridians, promoting qi flow and stagnation relief.

In just a moment, A Wu gradually regained consciousness, color returning to his pale face, and his lips were no longer dark.

"Big Bull... where am I...?"

He asked in a daze.

Big Bull, overjoyed, shook A Wu’s shoulder, "You’re alive, alive! Madam is truly a Divine Doctor! Madam brought you back to life! Huh! How did you faint again?!"

Ya’er glared at him, "You shook him unconscious! The patient just woke up, he’s very weak!"

Big Bull: "..."

After Meng Qianqian treated A Wu, other patients came to seek her help.

Meng Qianqian did her utmost, saving them one by one.

Ya’er, seeing the beads of sweat on her forehead, softly said, "Miss, why don’t you rest for a bit? You’ve been working for so long, be careful not to overexert yourself."

Meng Qianqian was indeed a bit tired, her stomach growling with hunger.

She told Ya’er, "Saving people is urgent, go get me something to eat."

Ya’er sighed, "Yes."

Meng Qianqian saw the difficulty flash across her face, smiled, and said, "There are so many people waiting for me to save them, even if I wanted to run, they wouldn’t let me. Go and get the food without worry."

"That’s not what I meant."

Seeing her thoughts exposed, Ya’er was embarrassed, and her explanation was lacking confidence.

Meng Qianqian smiled, "Go on."

"Yes."

Ya’er went to get food.

Big Bull sneaked over, "Madam, why... do your family watch you so closely?"

Meng Qianqian replied casually, "Oh, I married someone from another place, my family didn’t agree, and forcibly took me away. They probably fear I might run back to my husband?"

"Outrageous!"

Big Bull slapped his thigh, realizing he was too loud, quickly lowered his voice, "Who forcibly separates couples? There’s a saying, it’s better to destroy ten temples than to break up one marriage."

"Hmm."

Meng Qianqian nodded gently.

Big Bull wanted to say more, but someone else approached Meng Qianqian.

This time it wasn’t ordinary merchants or knights, but a well-dressed guard with a gemstone curved saber at his waist.

The guard said to Meng Qianqian, "Divine Doctor, my master invites you."

Meng Qianqian feigned innocence, "May I ask who your master is—"

"Mr. Sheng."

The guard replied.

Mr. Sheng’s name was renowned among all the caravans on this journey.

The third master who was beheaded was his younger brother.

He was the leader of that noble group.

Servants called him Mr. Sheng.

Others followed suit with this address.

Meng Qianqian told the guard, "I still have three patients here; they came first. Once I’ve treated them, I’ll go with you."

The guard hesitated, "But—"

Meng Qianqian said, "There’s a principle of ’first come, first served.’ Go tell your master, this is my rule."

The guard frowned and went away.

"Did she really say that?"

Inside the tent, a man with a mustache exclaimed, "She won’t even give face to Mr. Sheng? This is too arrogant!"

Mr. Sheng said, "No problem, those with real skills always have a bit of aloofness and eccentricity. Fine, let her be, we’ll wait until she’s done with her patients."

The mustached man said, "Mr. Sheng, why be so courteous to a little girl? I’ve observed, except for a single guard, their team has no formidable experts, nothing to be feared!"

Mr. Sheng smiled, "Precisely because there are no formidable experts, yet they all survived; don’t you find it peculiar?"