On the ground of the imperial mausoleum, besides Li Chongxi, there were many other inheritors of folk sects.
To counter Chu Wu's forces and buy time for Yan Shouyi, these inheritors had responded to Li Chongxi's call and ambushed here early.
Although they successfully resisted the attack of Chu Wu's subordinates in the end, they also suffered heavy casualties.
Yan Shouyi quickly contacted Old Jin to come, and at the same time, he began to treat everyone.
Those with only superficial wounds were fine; even without Yan Shouyi's intervention, Wang Sih Huai and his team, who had undergone professional training, could stop the bleeding and dress the wounds.
However, Wang Sih Huai and his team were powerless against those whose souls were damaged, who were poisoned, or who were bewitched.
Yan Shouyi, having studied some medicine, began to treat the wounded.
Long Feicheng and the others were also busy cleaning up the scene.
Daybreak arrived, the rain stopped. If any meddlesome individuals trespassed within the cordon and witnessed the tragic scene, the matter would escalate significantly.
About twenty minutes later, Qin Liu Ye, Old Jin, and Ma Jinxuan arrived in a hurry.
Old Jin's face was solemn: "There are quite a few severely injured. Fortunately, Sixth Master brought several private ambulances. Load the seriously injured onto the ambulances and send them to my place at Xiaodong Gate for treatment!"
Yan Shouyi and the others, knowing Old Jin's medical skills thoroughly, had long since placed their absolute trust in him.
Liang Yinqiu, initially unaware of who Old Jin was, worried that Yan Shouyi was acting rashly.
After all, normal doctors all wore white coats and had an air of profound knowledge.
In contrast, Old Jin was wearing a white tank top, through which his dark navel was visible, exuding a lewd aura from head to toe.
He didn't look like a doctor at all!
But when she saw Old Jin arrive and quickly heal several critically ill patients, her doubts vanished.
"Yan Shouyi and them are truly not the same kind of people as us."
Liang Yinqiu sighed softly, feeling that the world she understood before had become less real.
After all, this trip to the imperial mausoleum had shown them things they had never dared to imagine.
Xia Qi suddenly remembered something and checked her phone.
She had received over sixty missed calls!
Inside the imperial mausoleum, even walkie-talkies didn't work, let alone mobile phones.
All sixty-odd missed calls were from her sister, Xia Zhi.
Upon calling back, Xia Qi immediately heard Xia Zhi anxiously ask, "Xia Qi! Are you alright!"
Xia Qi quickly covered her phone and moved to the side, "Sister, I'm fine!"
"You little rascal, you scared me to death!" Xia Zhi sighed in relief but couldn't help but scold Xia Qi.
Xia Qi secretly glanced at Yan Shouyi, who was busy tending to the wounded, and whispered, "Sister, Brother Yan and Sister-in-law..."
"You already know." Xia Zhi knew what Xia Qi was going to say and said helplessly, "How is it? Has your worldview been shaken?"
Xia Qi stuck out her tongue. Although she knew Xia Zhi couldn't see her expression, she said, "I really didn't expect this world to be so magical, and Brother Yan and Sister-in-law are truly a heavenly couple!"
Now Xia Qi truly understood the meaning of the phrase "heavenly couple."
Xia Zhi felt relieved, and her tone softened, "You were able to walk out of the imperial mausoleum alive this time thanks to his protection. When you return to Rongcheng, we must thank them properly."
"Mm... Of course!" Xia Qi's voice was cheerful as she shared the details of the imperial mausoleum trip with Xia Zhi.
Meanwhile, Yan Shouyi had finally sent all the wounded into the ambulances.
He didn't linger. After a brief greeting to Liang Yinqiu and Wang Sih Huai, he led everyone away from the imperial mausoleum.
The Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum was no longer dangerous. The remaining excavation work would be left to Liang Yinqiu and his team.
This would keep them busy for at least three years.
As several of the wounded were in critical condition, Yan Shouyi did not engage in prolonged goodbyes. Over a dozen ambulances rushed towards Xiaodong Gate.
Upon arriving at Qin Liu Ye's residence, the wounded were carried into the guest rooms in the courtyard. Old Jin wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath, seemingly preparing for a major undertaking.
He looked at Yan Shouyi, "You really know how to give me work!"
Yan Shouyi chuckled, "Old Jin, you're the soul of our team. The capable ones should do more work!"
"Enough nonsense!" Old Jin shot Yan Shouyi a glance, "Did you find what you were looking for?"
"We found it."
"Then I'm relieved," Old Jin said no more. "I'm going to get busy."
As a descendant of ancient medicine, Old Jin had little combat power and couldn't participate in Yan Shouyi's battles. It seemed he was quite frustrated about it.
However, by later using his skills to rescue the wounded, Old Jin could still play his part.
After Old Jin entered the house, Qin Liu Ye, pushing the recovering Ma Xingping, walked over, "Was everything smooth with your matters in the imperial mausoleum?"
Ma Jinxuan also asked, "Did you encounter any of the resurrected terracotta warriors?"
"Everything went smoothly, but it's a long story."
Yan Shouyi's brief explanation sufficed, and the three restrained their curiosity and didn't press further.
They could also tell that despite their safe return, there was something unresolved in Yan Shouyi's eyes, as if a knot in his heart had yet to be untied.
So Qin Liu Ye said, "I've created a Suzhou-style garden landscape in the backyard. It's very quiet there, and no one will disturb you. Would you like to go there to compose yourselves first?"
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zhitong exchanged a glance, then nodded gratefully, "Thank you, Sixth Master."
"It's a small matter!"
Qin Liu Ye was immensely pleased to incur a favor from an inheritor of a folk sect like Yan Shouyi.
Before, Qin Liu Ye had thought Yan Shouyi was too young to be reliable, but this time, Yan Shouyi had emerged from the imperial mausoleum unscathed.
This young man was already so capable; he would undoubtedly achieve greater things in the future. To offer a little help during Yan Shouyi's growth was an incredibly worthwhile investment.
Qin Liu Ye personally led the two to the backyard.
The backyard was a Suzhou-style garden, with a pond, rockeries, pavilions, and towers, as well as lush flowers and trees, all complementing each other. Upon entering, one could easily forget whether they were in modern or ancient times. If a scholar, holding a scroll and reciting poetry with a nodding head, were to emerge from this garden, it would not seem out of place.
In a place like Xiaodong Gate, having a Suzhou-style garden was truly a tranquil retreat amidst the hustle and bustle.
The garden was very quiet, perfectly suited for what Yan Shouyi was about to do.
After bringing them there, Qin Liu Ye did not linger and turned to leave:
"Whatever you two need to discuss, do it here in the garden. I will have someone guard the entrance so no one will disturb you."
Yan Shouyi cupped his fists in gratitude, "Thank you, Sixth Master."