On the ground of the imperial mausoleum, besides Li Chongxi, there were many other descendants of folk sects.
In order to fight against the troops brought by Chu Wu and delay Yan Shouyi, these descendants of folk sects responded to Li Chongxi's call and ambush here early.
In the end, although they successfully resisted the attack by Chu Wu's men, they also suffered heavy casualties.
Yan Shouyi quickly contacted Lao Jin, and at the same time he began to treat everyone.
Those who only suffered superficial injuries were fine. Even if Yan Shouyi didn't take action, Wang Sihuai and his team members who had received professional training were able to stop the bleeding and bandage them.
But for those successors of folk sects whose souls were damaged, poisoned, or deceived, Wang Sihuai and the others were powerless.
Yan Shouyi had learned some medical skills at least, so he began to treat the wounded.
Long Feicheng and the others were not idle either, they were all busy cleaning up the scene.
It's daybreak and the rain has stopped. If someone with bad intentions breaks into the cordon and sees this miserable situation in the world, things will become big.
About twenty minutes later, Qin Liuye, Lao Jin, and Ma Jinxuan hurriedly arrived.
Lao Jin's face was solemn: "There are many seriously injured people. Fortunately, Mr. Liu brought many private ambulances. They carried those seriously injured to the ambulances and then sent them to Mr. Liu in Xiaodongmen to wait for my treatment! "
Yan Shouyi and the others, who knew Lao Jin's medical skills well, had long believed in him.
Liang Yinqiu didn't know where Lao Jin came from as a doctor, and he was worried that Yan Shou would seek medical treatment in a hurry.
After all, any normal doctor doesn't wear a white coat and look knowledgeable.
On the other hand, Lao Jin was wearing a white racer-shaped vest, and his dark belly button could be seen through the vest, exuding an aura of obscenity from head to toe.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t look like a doctor!
But after she saw Lao Jin arriving at the scene and curing several serious illnesses with three strokes, five strokes and two strokes, her doubts were dispelled.
"Yan Shouyi and the others are really not the same kind of people as us."
Liang Yinqiu sighed slightly, feeling that the world he knew in the past had become less real.
After all, this trip to the imperial tomb allowed them to see things that they had never dared to imagine before.
Xia Qi suddenly remembered something at this time and took out his mobile phone to take a look.
There were over sixty missed calls!
In the imperial mausoleum before, even the walkie-talkie didn't work, let alone the mobile phone.
These sixty missed calls were all from her sister Xia Zhi.
After calling back, Xia Qi immediately heard Xia Zhi's nervous greeting: "Xia Qi! Are you okay?"
Xia Qi quickly covered her phone and ran to the side: "Sister, I'm fine!"
"Damn girl, you scared me to death!" Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, but she still couldn't help but say a few words to Xia Qi.
Xia Qi quietly glanced at Yan Shouyi, who was busy taking care of the wounded, and whispered: "Sister, Brother Yan and sister-in-law..."
"You know everything, right?" Xia Zhi knew what Xia Qi was going to say, so she said helplessly: "How about it, has your world view been shaken in the past?"
Xia Qi stuck out her tongue, even though she knew Xia Zhi couldn't see her expression: "I really didn't expect that this world can be so magical, and Brother Yan and sister-in-law are really a couple of gods!"
Only now did Xia Qi truly understand the meaning of the words "immortal couple".
Xia Zhi felt relieved and her tone softened: "This time you were able to walk out of the imperial mausoleum alive because of his protection. When you return to Rongcheng, we will thank you."
"Well... of course!" Xia Qi said in a brisk voice, sharing this trip to the imperial mausoleum with Xia Zhi.
On the other end, Yan Shouyi finally sent all the wounded to the ambulance.
He did not stay, but said hello to Liang Yinqiu and Wang Sihuai, and then left the imperial mausoleum with everyone.
There is no danger to Qin Shihuang's tomb now, and the rest of the excavation work is left to Liang Yinqiu and the others.
This will keep them busy for at least three years.
Several of the wounded were in critical condition, so Yan Shouyi did not say too many goodbyes. More than a dozen ambulances drove to Xiaodongmen in a hurry.
When they arrived at Mr. Qin Liu's house, the wounded were carried into the guest room in the courtyard. Lao Jin wiped the sweat from his head, took a deep breath, and seemed ready to fight.
He looked at Yan Shouyi: "You can really find a job for me!"
Yan Shouyi chuckled: "Lao Jin, you are the soul of our team. Those who can do more work!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Lao Jin rolled his eyes at Yan Shouyi, "Did you find what you were looking for?"
"found it."
"Then I'm relieved," Lao Jin stopped talking nonsense, "I'm going to get busy."
As a descendant of ancient medicine, Lao Jin had little fighting ability and was unable to participate in Yan Shouyi's battle. It seemed that he was still very depressed.
However, Lao Jin can still show his value if he uses his skills to rescue the wounded afterwards.
After Lao Jin entered the house, Qin Liuye pushed Ma Xingping, who had just recovered from a serious illness, over: "Is your affairs in the imperial mausoleum going well?"
Ma Jinxuan also asked: "Have you encountered those resurrected pottery figurines?"
"It went well, but it's a long story."
Yan Shou gave a simple explanation, and the three of them suppressed their curiosity and didn't ask any more questions.
They could also see that although Yan Shouyi returned safely, there seemed to be something in Yan Shouyi's eyes that he couldn't let go of, and he seemed to have an unresolved knot in his heart.
So Mr. Qin Liu said: "I built a Soviet-style garden landscape in the backyard. It is very quiet and no one disturbs me. Do you want to go there first and be quiet?"
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong looked at each other, then nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, Master Six."
"Little things!"
Qin Liuye couldn't be more grateful to be able to make someone like Yan Shouyi, a descendant of a folk sect, owe favors.
Before, Mr. Qin Liu felt that Yan Shouyi had a smooth mouth and was not reliable in his work, but this time Yan Shouyi escaped from the imperial mausoleum unscathed.
This kid is so capable now, and he will definitely have greater achievements in the future. Being able to give Yan Shouyi a little help when he grows up is an extremely cost-effective deal.
Master Qin Liu personally took the two of them to the backyard.
The backyard is a Soviet-style garden, with ponds, rockeries, pavilions and pavilions, as well as the lush flowers, plants and trees, which set off each other, making people step into it and forget for a moment whether they are in modern times or ancient times. If in this garden, suddenly, A scholar walked out, holding a scroll, shaking his head and reading poetry. He didn't seem to find it strange at all.
In a place like Xiaodongmen, there is a Soviet-style garden, which can be said to be a place of tranquility amidst the bustle.
The garden is very quiet, which is suitable for what Yan Shouyi wants to do next.
After Qin Liuye brought them there, he turned around and left without stopping:
"If you two have anything to do, just discuss it in this garden. I'll have someone guard the door and no one will disturb you."
Yan Shou cupped his fists in gratitude and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu."
