Seeing this, the man in black ignored Serena, clutched his wound, and turned to flee.
Bang... Serena collapsed to the ground. As the man in black turned, she pulled the trigger again, but her injury made her hand unsteady, and she missed his vital spot.
Miss! The shadow guards split into two groups—one chased after the man in black, the other rushed to help Serena. Serena pushed them away: "Don't worry about me, go after that assassin. Life or death, doesn't matter."
At this moment, she had no mind to wonder why shadow guards were at her side. All she knew was her life was again under threat, and she had to drag out whoever was behind it.
Yes. The shadow guards knew the Feng Manor maids would soon return, so they didn't linger and dashed out of the courtyard.
They had failed badly today; if they let the assassin escape again, they might as well be dead.
No sooner had the shadow guards left than Jada Tang, Mira Tang, and the Four Seasons maids—Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter—arrived. Seeing Serena lying in a pool of blood, all six maids turned pale, their graceful bodies trembling as if they could barely stand.
Right now, only one thought filled their minds: if Miss died, they would not survive either.
The courtyard guards burst in. Serena saw them, pointed in the direction the assassin had fled, and with difficulty croaked a single word: "Chase."
Yes. Half the guards stayed to protect Serena, while the other half followed the assassin's trail.
Seeing this, the man in black ignored Serena, clutched his wound, and turned to flee.
Bang... Serena collapsed to the ground. As the man in black turned, she pulled the trigger again, but her injury made her hand unsteady, and she missed his vital spot.
Miss! The shadow guards split into two groups—one chased after the man in black, the other rushed to help Serena. Serena pushed them away: 'Don't worry about me, go after that assassin. Life or death, doesn't matter.'
At this moment, she had no mind to wonder why shadow guards were at her side. All she knew was her life was again under threat, and she had to drag out whoever was behind it.
Yes.' The shadow guards knew the Feng Manor maids would soon return, so they didn't linger and dashed out of the courtyard.
They had failed badly today; if they let the assassin escape again, they might as well be dead.
No sooner had the shadow guards left than Jada Tang, Mira Tang, and the Four Seasons maids—Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter—arrived. Seeing Serena lying in a pool of blood, all six maids turned pale, their graceful bodies trembling as if they could barely stand.
Right now, only one thought filled their minds: if Miss died, they would not survive either.
The courtyard guards burst in. Serena saw them, pointed in the direction the assassin had fled, and with difficulty croaked a single word: 'Chase.'
Yes.' Half the guards stayed to protect Serena, while the other half followed the assassin's trail.
Quick, bring a cloth! Stop the bleeding!' Spring, the steadiest of the maids, was first to regain her composure and rushed forward, trembling as she saw Serena's neck wound.
Serena's throat was wounded, and she'd been speaking through pain before—now she didn't want to say another word. She gestured to Spring and traced the character 'Sun' on her palm.
Summer, go get Simon Sun.
Okay, I'll go right now. You all take care of Miss.' Summer was flustered but remained organized.
Miss, here's a clean cloth—stop the bleeding first. If you keep losing blood, you won't last until Simon Sun arrives.' Jada handed the cloth to Serena, who didn't refuse, signaling Jada and Mira to press down and slow the bleeding.
Today she'd injured her right carotid artery.
Let's get Miss inside.
The five of them scrambled, but managed to get Serena into her room before Simon Sun arrived. Her arterial wound kept pumping blood, and soon she felt dizzy, her mind foggy, vision doubled.
What's wrong with Master?' Simon Sun lived in the outer courtyard and arrived panting after running all the way.
Simon Sun, hurry—Miss is hurt, her neck's bleeding badly!' Jada and Mira, seeing Simon, felt as if they'd finally found their anchor.
Simon Sun was both a master of the house and a physician.
Simon Sun's pupils widened in shock. He'd parted from his master less than fifteen minutes ago—how could she be so gravely injured?
Go, fetch my medicine chest! And hot water, clean cloth—move aside!' Simon Sun didn't have time to think, rushed forward, and pulled the maids away from Serena.
Master.' Seeing Serena soaked in blood, her wound still bleeding, Simon Sun felt his heart clench.
Serena's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, unfocused and weak. Enduring the pain, she whispered, 'Simon, don't panic. It's not the first time. Stitch up the wound and stop the bleeding.'
With those words, Serena fainted.
Simon Sun hurried forward, checked Serena's breathing and pulse, and, confirming she was still alive, finally breathed a sigh of relief. 'Light the lamps, hurry! Bring Master’s medicine chest!'
Autumn brought Simon Sun's medicine chest, opened it herself, and, acting as a table, held it at Simon's side.
Simon Sun took out hemostatic powder, pulled away the cloth and pillow Serena had pressed to her neck, and poured bottle after bottle onto the wound.
The white powder instantly turned red, dissolved, and flowed away with the blood. The bleeding just wouldn't stop.
Muffled sobs came from someone; Simon Sun's hand trembled as he snapped, 'Quiet! My master isn't dead yet.'
The six maids jumped at Simon Sun's outburst but dared not make a sound, all anxiously watching Serena.
Most of the bed was stained red, Simon Sun's clothes were bloody, Serena's face grew paler, her body colder—if the bleeding didn't stop, she was doomed.
At this point, Simon Sun no longer cared about propriety. He ordered the six maids, 'I'm going to operate—undress Master, put her in a doctor's gown, and bring hot water so I can wash my hands.'
Isn't that a bit improper?' Jada and Spring exchanged uneasy glances.
Saving a life comes first! What's improper about that? If anything happens, I'll take responsibility.' Simon Sun's tone was uncharacteristically stern.
With a stern face, Simon Sun faintly resembled Sun Zhengdao.
Jada, Miss's life is what matters most.' Mira saw Jada still hesitating and quickly took charge: 'Jada, you and Winter fetch water; Spring, you dress Simon and do her hair; Autumn, Summer, we'll undress Miss.'
Okay.' Autumn was first to respond, and the others followed suit.
Summer and Autumn helped Serena sit up, while Mira undid her clothes. As the outer, middle, and inner garments came off, revealing snowy skin, the three maids gasped: 'Ah...'
What is it?' Simon Sun rushed over, startled, and was stunned by the sight before him.