Carrying a Lucky Charm, I Thrive with My Husband on the Road to Exile

Bai Suihe fell silent, realizing more deeply that this was not the peaceful era she was used to; human lives at this time were worth nothing.

Just moments ago, the vehicle passed by, and by the roadside lay robbers left deserted there. These people fled, without even bothering to take their corpses.

"Don’t look," Gu Kaiyuan covered Bai Suihe’s eyes with his hand and tightened the curtain, fearing it might scare her, "You stay in the carriage with Dongmei and rest, I’ll go outside to check the situation."

Bai Suihe nodded, discreetly handing him a few silver notes, "If there are injured brothers, don’t be stingy."

These people came because of them; previously, it was said that no one died, but injuries were certainly unavoidable.

Gu Kaiyuan took it, glanced at it, and tucked it into his chest, then instructed Dongmei and others to take care before he went outside.

"Young master," Lin Wei and others were already next to the carriage.

"How’s the escort agency and the brothers?"

"There are 13 people injured, three are more serious, the others are lightly injured." Lin Wei himself had a cut on his arm, but it was just a scratch and didn’t count for much.

"Let’s go, let’s take a look..."

While Gu Kaiyuan was comforting and compensating the wounded on this side, there were cries on the Gu Family’s side.

"Dad, are you okay?" Gu Antong clenched her fists. Although Liu Yun’s cries annoyed her, she immediately showed concern when she saw Gu Kaiping wake up.

"Ah," Gu Kaiping, having awakened, felt a piercing pain in his arm and his face turned pale upon recalling the earlier events. He grabbed his bandaged arm, relieved to feel that his hand was still there.

"What happened to my hand?"

The injured hand was his right hand; he feared he might never be able to write again, which would be the end of the Gu Family.

"We don’t know; we just bandaged it roughly, and it’s not bleeding anymore." Gu Baijiang was also worried; his face was ruined, and if Kaiping’s hand was also seriously harmed, it would take years, if ever, for the Gu Family to regain its place at court.

"Who bandaged me?" Gu Kaiping asked, somewhat frightened, hoping it wasn’t Gu Kaichen.

At that time, he boasted about knowing some medical skills, but he couldn’t even stop his mother’s wound bleeding. He hoped he wouldn’t end up like his mother.

"I asked the escorts for help," Gu Antong stepped forward, as if knowing Gu Kaiping’s concerns.

At that time, the escorts were handling the aftermath, helping not only to treat wounds but also providing medicine. She merely informed them of Gu Kaiping’s injury, and they handled it promptly. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Now, she received a comforted and grateful look from Gu Kaiping.

"Only Tong Er would care for her father, what did the escorts say?"

"Those escorts, whether skilled in medicine or not, merely sprinkled some medicine on your wound and wrapped it, saying it needed further attention at a post station or next village to find a doctor."

Gu Baijiang glanced then, deeming it a superficial wound, but the eldest daughter-in-law’s incessant crying was grating, and though he spoke sharply, it brought no change.

Misunderstanding this for a grave injury, Gu Kaiping lay back down powerlessly, staring blankly at the carriage ceiling.

"Dad, you’ll be alright," Gu Antong stated firmly, "And it’s your left hand, it won’t affect your writing in the future."

Gu Kaiping opened his eyes, right, his hand was injured, but not his right hand. What was he thinking?

Gu Baijiang, "...it’s the right hand?" He hadn’t noticed at first, but the moment his son got hurt, he felt as if the sky had fallen.

For them, this was undoubtedly very good news.

"Mother, stop crying," seeing his father and grandfather’s mood improving, Gu Antong quickly tugged on Liu Yun’s sleeve, reminding her, "Father needs rest for the wound to heal."

Liu Yun, seeing her husband wake, was initially less distraught, "...just a moment ago, I thought..."

"Mother, no negative talk now," Gu Antong sighed, her mother had really been scared senseless, saying such demoralizing things at a time like this.

"Right, right, mother won’t say anything, Tong Er, ask when we’ll reach the post station."

If the wound isn’t treated well, it could be life-threatening; she doesn’t want to be a widow.

...

Bai Suihe was also pondering this issue; there was no penicillin now, and in ancient times, cuts were also deadly.

"Have the wounds been treated properly? Is there enough medicine?"

Seeing the concern in Bai Suihe’s eyes, Gu Kaiyuan patted her hand, saying, "Don’t worry, there’s a doctor in the team, they’ve treated them properly and applied medicine."

"If only there was penicillin..."

During her studies, Bai Suihe was interested in these things and specifically read books on the topic, familiar with the local method of making penicillin, but never tried it.

Remembering this, she became even more anxious, trying to recall if she packed any medicine.

Oh, the medicine box in the living room... seemed to contain some spare medicine, but she hadn’t checked closely before.

Thinking this, she felt restless. Gu Kaiyuan noticed her unease, "Is there something wrong?"

Bai Suihe, "No, just suddenly remembered something, wondering when we’ll stop for a rest." After all, the two maids were still in the carriage, even a moment’s delay couldn’t be risked.

"Soon, night is falling, we should stop to rest before long."

If it weren’t for two escort agencies, this journey would have been catastrophic.

All valuable items were looted, and many escorts were severely injured, barely managing to escape.

Back then, having lost Bai Suihe and their child, he lived in a daze. Encountering these robbers, his good brother pushed him to face them several times, relying on instinct to deal with the foes.

Thankfully, these were just a ragtag group, allowing him to narrowly survive every time, though he gained a few more scars.

Shaking his head to dismiss these unpleasant memories, he really didn’t want to relive them.

These bandits had their territories; ahead lay a cliff edge, void of concealment, so the bandits didn’t consider it a threat.

Indeed, as they sped along based on memory, they reached this open area.

With cliffs on both sides, no trees above, the blowing wind made one feel uneasy, fearing a stronger gust might sweep them away.

"How do we rest here?" Liu Pingkang had the team stop, and someone immediately opposed.

"If we can’t rest, then continue on," Liu Pingkang wouldn’t accommodate them. This was the worst batch he’s led; in the face of disaster, these people only protected their possessions, unwilling to lend a hand, even if capable.