"Qiu Ying——" Xi Cun stepped forward and called softly, "Are you willing to let senior brother come and take a look at your injuries?"

Jiang Qiuying seemed to turn a deaf ear and remained motionless, not even moving his eyes.

Seeing this, Xi Cun couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but he couldn't bear to force her. He could only helplessly hold her hand and look at Zhang Jixian in amazement.

Zhang Jixian, on the other hand, stood beside the screen and did not approach rashly.

"Xicun, look at Miss Jiang's neck. Is there any blood seeping out?" He stood with his hands behind his back and said in an orderly manner.

Hearing this, Xi Cun quickly took a look and saw, "The blood stains have all dried up and no new blood stains have seeped out!" She said thankfully.

During the inspection, she noticed that Jiang Qiuying's pupils seemed to have rolled down, and she quickly came closer and asked, "Qiuying, does your body still hurt a lot?"

The focus of Jiang Qiuying's eyes moved slowly, like a returnee who had traveled thousands of miles. Finally, his eyes finally found their place to stay.

She stared at Xi Cun, but her eyes were blank without any emotion.

Seeing her look like this, Xi Cun's eyes twitched and she had the urge to cry, but she tried her best to suppress it and only asked softly: "Is there any place that hurts badly? I'll tell senior brother!"

Jiang Qiuying seemed to have finally regained her consciousness. She shook her head slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

As she said this, she struggled and stood up, "I still have to watch my brother's funeral. Can you send me back?"

Xi Cun hurriedly supported her, then looked at Zhang Jixian and pursed his lips, not knowing how to explain everything last night to Jiang Qiuying.

Zhang Jixian saw this, his eyes were dark, and he walked over slowly.

"We have sent people to take care of Miss Jiang's family affairs, and your brother's funeral will also be taken care of. You can rest in peace and recuperate!" He said solemnly.

But Jiang Qiuying was unmoved. She struggled to get up.

Xi Cun worriedly suppressed her movements: "You are still very weak. We have simplified the funeral ceremony. The body will be buried after two days! You can also take care of it for a while. It will not be too late for you to go during the funeral!"

Jiang Qiuying shook her head, her dark eyes made even darker by her pale face, like a dry well, without any emotion, she only spoke flatly.

"Brother, I am the only one, how can I let him lie alone!" She murmured repeatedly, and her body tried to break free from Xi Cun's grasp.

"Qiu Ying, you'd better lie down first!" Xi Cun tried to comfort him.

However, Jiang Qiuying seemed to be desperate to get out. She didn't care about her shaky body and couldn't stand still, and tried to push Xi Cun away with all her strength.

Xi Cun was anxious.

But she had martial arts skills, so she didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting the opponent, which actually allowed Jiang Qiuying to break free.

"Does Miss Jiang think she has the ability to take care of brother Ling's funeral affairs now?"

Zhang Jixian looked at the scene in front of him and did not stop him. He just stood aside with a cold look and suddenly said in a stern tone.

"Not only were you kidnapped and injured last night, but your house was also burned down!"

"If we hadn't moved Brother Ling's remains in advance, you probably wouldn't even be able to see Brother Ling's remains now!"

When Jiang Qiuying heard this, her whole body froze, and then she gasped and fell back on the couch.

She stared at Zhang Jixian's handsome but cold face in disbelief, her expression blank, and then she looked at Xi Cun for confirmation.

Xi Cun didn't expect that her senior brother Geng Jie would be as direct as ever. She couldn't help but meet Jiang Qiuying's unbelieving pained eyes with worry, clenched her teeth, and finally nodded.

"Your house was indeed burned down last night -" she said carefully.

Jiang Qiuying stared at her, her eyes suddenly red, the color of her eyes quenched, and her eyes were about to burst.

After a while, her tears finally stopped, drop by drop, and began to slip out in large drops, like a late spring surge.

But she cried silently, which shocked everyone who saw her and couldn't bear to look away.

Xi Cun didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only hold her in his arms and cry with her.

Seeing the two girls hugging each other and crying, Zhang Jixian was speechless for a moment. After a while, he sighed slightly.

"What Xi Cun said is true! Miss Jiang's health has been seriously damaged. She will be recuperated in the next two days, and the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow. You will also need to personally support your brother's soul at that time!" He softened his voice and said in a low voice.

Jiang Qiuying finally stopped struggling, shedding tears quietly, and allowed Xi Cun to help her lie down again and cover her with the quilt.

Then Zhang Jixian looked at Zhang Jixian in confusion, and the latter raised his face to her and motioned for her to go out first.

Xi Cun hesitated and looked at Jiang Qiuying again, but followed Zhang Jixian's footsteps and left the passenger compartment first.

As soon as Xi Cun closed the door with his front legs, he heard a burst of suppressed and painful wails from inside -----

Xi Cun immediately wanted to go in, but was stopped by Zhang Jixian.

The two stood in silence for a moment by the door, and then walked into the courtyard one after another.

"Leave her alone for a while first!" Zhang Jixian looked up at the blue and distant sky.

Xi Cun choked and nodded.

How can the hatred of family destruction and death be comforted by just a few words?

The two faced each other in silence for a while.

"Xicun," Zhang Jixian withdrew his gaze and looked at her. His eyes swayed and he seemed to hesitate, but he still asked, "How do you live in Lin'an Mansion?"

Hearing this, Xi Cun was startled for a moment, and immediately said: "My little husband and I go out to do things, and A-Zhao stays at home! She can't speak, and she's young, so we don't dare to let her go out for fear of being bullied!"

She recalled the innocent and happy days before, with longing in her eyes.

"My young husband works as an errand in the county office, while I go to a medicine hall to help people dry and cut herbs. Although the two of us don't earn much, it's not a problem to support Ah Zhao!"

Zhang Jixian's eyes remained still and thoughtful.

"Does she like working in the county office very much?" he asked after a moment of silence.

"That's natural!" Xi Cun replied, "Don't Senior Brother also know that she likes tinkering with those weird things? Now her learning can be put to use, just as she wanted!"

"In fact, she especially likes to learn from other people's old men. She said that when studying medicine, she can't see the internal muscles of the human body at all. Now that she is working with them, she can study the human body carefully, which can be regarded as improving her medical skills!"

Is autopsy done to improve medical skills?

The corners of Zhang Jixian's lips curled up, so that child must have regarded something that everyone avoided as a hobby.

"Did she make many friends here?" he asked again.

Xi Cun nodded.

"No matter where she goes, as long as she puts on a winning posture in every horse racing match, she will definitely win a group of friends! Moreover," she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips with a smile, "She also worked at the Qiantang County Department.

She’s nicknamed ‘Dama Zhao’, saying she’s bound to win every bet!”

Zhang Jixian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile.

It’s really her style!

"She also helped solve several cases, and the county magistrate also thinks highly of her! If not, on March 3rd, she met the yamen of Jia Mansion. In order to save a few people, she pretended to be possessed by Emperor Zhenwu and taught him a lesson.
Chapter completed!