I'm reborn, so it's not too much to kill the one who traveled through the book, right?

The two children knew that their father was injured. Their eyes were red and their faces were full of panic, but they stayed quietly beside Li and Yao, for fear of disturbing their great grandfather who was treating their father's injury, and did not dare to make any noise.

"This wound needs to be sutured. Changsheng's wife, your hands are steady, you do it." After finally cleaning the wound, Shen Lianchuan hurriedly looked at Shen Rong.

Shen Rong agreed immediately after hearing this. She took out the needle and thread from the medicine box, boiled them in boiling water, and then began to sew up the wound on Changsheng's head.

At this point, she had already calmed down after the initial panic.

Her hands were extremely steady, and each injection was quick and accurate.

And she had to be fast and steady. If she moved the needle slowly, Changsheng would feel pain for longer. Even though Changsheng was in a coma at this time, Shen Rong couldn't bear to see him suffer.

But she couldn't panic and had to carefully sew up the broken scalp.

Shen Rong was under great pressure at this moment, fearing that if she was not careful, Changsheng would never wake up.

The sweat on Shen Rong's head flowed down from her temples.

The maid Qiuxia came to Shen Rong at some point and gently wiped the sweat off her cheeks.

Shen Rong didn't notice Qiuxia's actions at all. Her eyes were fixed on the wound and her hands were busy all the time.

Shen Lianchuan watched from the side, not daring to breathe.

The time had become extremely torturous since Shen Lianchuan began to treat Changsheng, as if a hundred years had passed. As her hands trembled slightly, Changsheng's wound was finally sutured.

Shen Rong bandaged the wound carefully.

Shen Lianchuan looked at Changsheng, whose face was pale.

Yao had seen so many patients around Shen Lianchuan, and she could tell at a glance whether a patient could be saved or not. Now her own grandson was lying lifeless on the bed, and her tears burst out again.

Although Shen Rong didn't cry, she knew in her heart that Changsheng would definitely wake up.

However, she was so concerned that she couldn't help but ask her grandfather nervously, "Grandpa, can Changsheng wake up?"

Shen Lianchuan looked at the unconscious Changsheng for a long time, then sighed, "Use the ginseng. As for whether the person can wake up, we can only leave it to fate."

This news was not good news for Shen Rong, but it was also within her expectations.

"Madam, grandpa and grandma, old madam, you have been guarding for so long and it's been hard work. Go back and rest first. I'm enough for you here." Shen Rong said in a hoarse voice.

Yao opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it all.

She regretted it.

I shouldn't have brought the child to the capital in the first place.

Otherwise, her Changsheng would be fine now.

At this moment, she did not remember that Changsheng's surname was Gong, and she could not stop Changsheng from returning to the capital just because she did not allow him to.

Li came forward and carefully looked at Changsheng's face, then said to Shen Rong, "I asked Aunt Hua to bring the ginseng over. It was originally sent by you. Just give it to Changsheng."

"Thank you, old lady!" Shen Rong did not reject the old lady's kindness. Although she did not need the ginseng, it was a kind gesture from the other party after all. At worst, she could return it later.

Li knew that it was pointless for her to stay here, so it would be better to catch the murderer as soon as possible to give Changsheng an explanation.

So she comforted Shen Rong with a few words and left.

Under Shen Rong's persuasion, Sixth Grandma and Sixth Grandpa supported each other and left Guiyuan.

Before leaving, Sixth Grandma planned to take Pingping and Anan with her as well, so that it would be easier for Shen Rong to take care of Changsheng. Unexpectedly, the two siblings were unwilling to leave.

"I want to accompany Daddy."

"I have to wait for Daddy to wake up."

Shen Rong's eyes soured when she heard what the two siblings said, "Good children, come here, your father must want you to accompany him too."

Shen Rong called the child to the bedside to watch over him, and after the grandparents left, she drove all the maids and old women out of the door.

Shen Rong has her own space, and for convenience, she usually doesn't let servants follow her.

The servants in Guiyuan also got used to staying in their own rooms when they had nothing to do.

If not for this, if there was someone guarding Changsheng just now, he would not have been injured so easily.

When Shen Rong thought of this, she felt particularly uncomfortable.

She locked the door, and Shen Rong asked the two children to look after Changsheng. She entered the space first, spread a mattress on the ground in front of the cabin, and then quickly came out of the space, holding Changsheng, and asked the two brothers and sisters to pull her into the space.

Shen Rong placed Changsheng on the mattress on the ground, with his head on the pillow, and placed the wound on the upper door to avoid being pressed.

Shen Rong stayed beside the mattress.

Although she knew that her space had the effect of healing wounds, she was still too concerned. Looking at the unconscious Changsheng, she lost all confidence in the magic of the space.

"Changsheng, please wake up soon! The child and I are waiting for you!" Shen Rong couldn't help but shed tears.

Pingping, who was standing by, also wiped away tears and said, "Dad, please wake up soon!"

An An didn't say anything, but raised her hand to wipe her eyes from time to time.

Because the two children were young, they didn't find it strange why their mother put their injured father on the ground.

They squatted obediently beside him, looking at their unconscious father with tears in their eyes.

Shen Rong counted the time in her mind. After an hour, Changsheng still showed no sign of waking up.

Shen Rong didn't dare to remove the gauze on Changsheng's head to see whether the wound inside had healed. She could only comfort herself that Changsheng had a brain injury and it would recover more slowly than ordinary injuries.

On this side, Li returned to Minghui Courtyard and Gong Shaoshan was already waiting in the yard.

Wang Qing stood next to a mace with Xiao Zhuzi.

"Have you found the person?" Li asked impatiently as soon as she sat down and didn't even have time to drink a sip of tea.

The butler pointed to the mace on the ground and said, "The young master was injured by this. We found this thing in the servants' room, and it was Xiao Zhuzi who recognized it."

"Where is the murderer?" Li asked calmly.

Don't be fooled by his calm expression at this moment, it is actually just the surface calm before the storm.

The housekeeper looked grim, "Just now a servant died, and there is no evidence to prove that the servant did it."

Li: "Did you find this stick in that servant's room?"

"Correct."

Li: "How did the person die?"

Butler: "Hang yourself."

Xiao Zhuzi knelt down in front of the old lady with a thud, pointing at the thing beside him and saying, "Old lady, this thing hit my uncle's head. Please avenge my uncle!"

After Xiao Zhuzi finished speaking, he started to kowtow.

Wang Qing on the side hurriedly pulled the man up.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The young master is the old lady's grandson. Do you need me to beg you to avenge my grandson?"

Xiao Zhuzi then realized that he had done something wrong and looked at the old lady cautiously.

She would of course take revenge. It only took Li a moment to guess the mastermind behind the murder of Changsheng.

However, the most important thing right now is to wake Changsheng up. No one is more important than anything else.

Mrs. Li: "Housekeeper, go outside and collect some medicinal herbs. If Changsheng wakes up, he will need to be treated with medicine for a while."

Housekeeper: "Don't worry, old lady, I will go collect the herbs right away."

After the housekeeper left, Li looked at Wang Qing.