"Eldest sister, eldest sister!"
Seeing her daughter faint, Old Madam Bai stumbled forward, almost twisting her ankle. Wen Shi, upon hearing the news, was also flustered and sank into the armchair. Eldest Aunt Lin was trying to comfort this one and that one, her brow furrowed in anxiety.
When Feng Jin Yao first heard the news, her mind went blank.
How could this be? Hadn't Father not yet taken up his post? Had everything happened sooner?
Recalling the tragic death of her father in her previous life, her vision darkened. If Bai Si Ruo hadn't held her, she might have fallen to the ground as well.
"A Yao... A Yao..."
The urgent voice brought Feng Jin Yao back to her senses. No, she couldn't collapse. Saving her father was the priority!
Suppressing the tremor in her heart, she said to Eldest Aunt Lin, "I'll trouble you to look after things here. I'm going to check on Father's condition!"
Lin Shi was also overwhelmed, but fortunately, years of managing the household had instilled in her a steadfast nature that no amount of pressure could shake. She nodded solemnly and said, "Go ahead with peace of mind. I'll watch over things here!"
When Bai Si Ruo accompanied Feng Jin Yao to the main courtyard, they found Feng Hai deathly pale and sweating profusely. Feng Jin Xu was desperately pressing on the wound, afraid of excessive bleeding.
"Father!"
"A Yao? Why are you here?"
His tone was weak and hurried. A slight movement re-opened the wound, and Feng Hai gasped in pain.
"Father, stop talking. Lie down quickly."
Feng Jin Yao rushed forward, wanting to examine the injury. However, she had no skills in treating sword wounds and could only look at her father, gritting her teeth to hold back tears.
Outside, a servant quickly ushered in the household physician, announcing loudly, "The physician is here."
Upon entering and seeing the scene, the physician frowned. He was not skilled in treating sword wounds either and could only focus on stopping the bleeding for now.
"The household has excellent hemostatic powder and ginseng. I've already sent Xiao Si to fetch them," Prime Minister Bai instructed. Household physicians were generally more knowledgeable about internal ailments, and this was not a military family where sword wounds were common.
The physician nodded and immediately began bandaging the wound. Located three inches below the ribs, it had not injured the heart's vital channels, but the wound itself looked dangerous. Fortunately, there hadn't been excessive blood loss, and the patient was still conscious.
"How is Father's injury?"
The physician examined it and found it strange. The wound was precisely on an artery. If it had been struck, within half a quarter of an hour, the person could have died from blood loss.
Yet, this wound seemed different, with surprisingly little bleeding.
With this assessment, the physician decided to cut open the clothes to examine the situation further before treating it.
Just then, Feng Jin Lin arrived with Divine Physician Zhang.
Coincidentally, he had met Divine Physician Zhang, carrying his medicine box, not long after leaving. He didn't care what the physician was doing and dragged him along to "invite" him over.
"Divine Physician Zhang is here."
Hearing his name, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, especially the household physician. If he had made a mistake and Lord Feng had died as a result, he would have failed his master.
He quickly stepped aside, ready to assist Divine Physician Zhang.
Divine Physician Zhang looked displeasedly at Feng Jin Lin, highly dissatisfied with his unreasonable forceful escort. Angered, his beard bristled, and he refused to treat Feng Hai.
Seeing this, Feng Jin Yao couldn't wait any longer. Even if she could wait, her father probably couldn't. She quickly stepped forward and said.
"Shou Bo, please save my father."
The suppressed sob finally escaped, and with tear-filled eyes, she held onto Divine Physician Zhang's sleeve.
Seeing the beautiful young lady weeping profusely, even a heart of stone would melt. He walked over, glanced at the still conscious Feng Hai, and took a pill from his chest, placing it in his mouth.
Not long after the medicine was swallowed, the pain from the sword wound seemed to lessen considerably.
Everyone present marveled at Divine Physician Zhang's skill once again.
"Fetch hot water, strong liquor, and candles. Two helpers are sufficient. The rest should leave this room."
The three siblings, having experienced Divine Physician Zhang's temper, dared not object and immediately gave the orders.
"I, Xiao Er, and the household physician will stay here. A Yao and Si Ruo, you two accompany your grandfather to the front hall to rest. The rest will follow the divine physician's instructions. Quickly."
Feng Jin Xu arranged everything meticulously. Feng Jin Yao had wanted to stay, but Feng Jin Xu stopped her. Any further delay would endanger her father's life.
Moreover, it was not good for a young lady to witness such a bloody scene, especially after she had taken care of Yun He for many days. She couldn't be further exhausted now.
So, she said to Prime Minister Bai, "I trouble you to wait in the front hall, Grandfather. You are advanced in years, please do not be distressed by this."
"Hmm, you two take good care of your father."
"Rest assured, Grandfather."
With Divine Physician Zhang growing increasingly impatient, Prime Minister Bai led the others away.
After they left, the first thing he did was examine the wound.
The thick winter clothes had prevented the stab from being too deep. Divine Physician Zhang made a few cuts, creating a large hole in the clothing. He carefully examined the wound. The bleeding had already begun to coagulate. A hint of confusion flickered in his eyes, but he did not reveal it.
He merely said in a low voice, "Rest assured, this wound will not be fatal."
Hearing his words, the brothers breathed a sigh of relief and cooperated with Divine Physician Zhang to remove their father's clothes for bandaging the wound.
After the clothes were removed, they discovered that besides the stab wound on his ribs, there were also abrasions and bruises on his arm, which looked more ferocious than the stab wound.
Divine Physician Zhang took out a green bottle from his medicine box and sprinkled the powder onto the wound. The already lightly bleeding wound immediately stopped bleeding, and the bandages were wrapped several times.
He then carefully examined the abrasions on his arms and legs, confirming that the bones were not fractured. After applying a bruise-reducing ointment, he re-dressed the wound.
Compared to the injuries he treated in the army years ago, this wound was trivial.
However, he couldn't understand the assassin's intent.
The attacker had struck with lethal force but had also applied a highly effective hemostatic agent to the blade, which was why Feng Hai's injury was not serious.
What was the plan?
Could it be a staged act by someone within the family?
For a moment, Divine Physician Zhang couldn't figure it out. The noble families in Dongdu City were too cunning, and he couldn't fathom their schemes.
He left the prescription and the powder, giving the brothers detailed instructions on how to treat the wound, and then prepared to leave.
Feng Jin Lin knew he had offended the physician earlier. After confirming his father was out of danger, he smiled sheepishly and apologized to Divine Physician Zhang.
"Shou Bo, you are magnanimous. Would you perhaps stay at our residence for a few more days? My father's injury..."
He was quite shameless, but Divine Physician Zhang was even more difficult to deal with.