The fireworks dissipated, the splendor came to an end, and the night sky returned to silence.
Only the smell of gunpowder floating in the air proved that there had been a commotion and excitement just now.
"Miss Wei, it's cold here, I'll take you down." Su Nian said.
"Sit down for a while." Wei Zi said.
Su Nian thought for a moment, then said the words: "You are in a bad mood today, is it because of what Wei Xuan and Wei Fei said?"
"Yeah." Wei Zi did not deny it.
"I don't believe Wei Xuan, nor do I believe what she said." Su Nian said bluntly.
Wei Zi was silent for a long time before saying: "My grandmother married twice. The first time was with my grandfather. My grandfather died of illness at the age of twenty-seven. At that time, my mother was less than two years old. My mother was twenty-five when she died.
Years old, I guess Wei Zhuang couldn't wait any longer, so he took action in advance."
She turned her head to look at Su Nian and smiled bitterly: "I don't believe Wei Xuan either, but these things in the family seem to be somewhat credible when they are put in front of me.
"In the past, whether this was true or false, it wouldn't matter. As a doctor, I know very well how fragile life is. Maybe it was fine one moment, but the next moment we are separated forever.
"But now, I have to think more: If what Wei Xuan said is true and I won't live to be thirty, what will happen to Feng Danyuan? I can't cheat him."
Su Nian couldn't answer this question.
After her father died in the war, she saw with her own eyes how lonely her mother's remaining life was.
The two had a deep relationship, and the mother did not want to remarry, so she stayed with their home, which was no longer complete, and grew old day after day.
If you can't grow old together, day and night, then this relationship will be a hardship for both parties.
"Miss Wei, it's not up to you to decide what the prince should do, he should be allowed to do it himself. No matter how much you think about it, it's just your idea, not the prince's. So -"
Su Nian said to Wei Zi seriously: "No need to think too much, leave everything to the prince."
Wei Zi nodded: "Then don't tell him in advance. I'll check again."
Su Niandao: "That's the truth."
*
It was a cold night, so the two sat for a while and then returned to the private room.
I had just drank two glasses of "Qing Huan" wine to warm up when I heard exclamations and a woman's scream coming from downstairs.
"I gonna go see."
Su Nian asked the waiter at the restaurant and learned that there was a dispute between guests in the lobby downstairs, and a man was accidentally injured and his neck was cut.
"If you still have breath, you don't know whether you will live or not... Business is finally getting better today, but who would have thought that something like this happened." The waiter sighed.
"Walk."
Wei Zi stood up, and Su Nian understood what she was going to do. She picked up the medicine box and followed immediately.
The lobby was in chaos, blood was sprayed everywhere, some people were arguing, and some were watching from a distance.
There was only a girl kneeling next to the man covered in blood, pressing her hands on his neck, crying: "Can a doctor help me? Please help my brother -"
"If you cut your neck and bleed so much, even the gods can't save you."
Wei Zi heard the middle-aged man next to her say.
She took the wine from the table, poured it on her hands, wiped it with a clean handkerchief, walked quickly to the girl, and said, "I am a doctor, let me take a look."
The girl looked up and saw a young woman who was a few years older than her, sobbing and saying: "I...I can't stop the bleeding..."
"Let go. You're pressing with the wrong strength. The blood is compressing the trachea and there are signs of obstruction in the respiratory tract."
Wei Zi knelt on the blood stains and gave the order calmly:
"Su Nian, open the medicine box."
"Let Feng Qing and the others come in and get the lights. I need a good line of sight."
...
As she spoke, she had taken over the girl's position, supporting her neck with her hands, and looking at the wound with her special eyes through the slowly flowing blood.
