The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket - Chapter 437
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Chapter 437: How Could There Be No Goods?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The robber endured the pain and rolled down from the carriage. Then, he shouted at the robber leader, “Boss, we’ve been tricked. There’s nothing in the carriage.”
The boss was stunned. “What did you say?”
“The carriage is empty. We’ve been tricked.”
The boss’s expression changed drastically. He looked at the situation in front of him. Only one of the escorts had fallen, but his side had suffered heavy losses. If they continued fighting, they would not be able to gain anything, especially when there were no goods.
Therefore, he suddenly forced Escort Wang back with a slash and said to the others, “Retreat first.”
The robbers were already a little tired from fighting. Seeing this, they all turned to run.
The escorts did not chase after him. Escort Wang hurriedly went to look at Ah Wang, who was lying on the ground. Seeing that he was still breathing, Escort Wang heaved a sigh of relief. When other escorts had come to take care of him, he came to look at the carriage without a word.
The robber just said that there was no stock in the carriage? How could there be no stock? Could it be that someone had already taken it away?
The main mission of an escort was to protect the goods. He could lose his life, but he could not lose the goods.
Seeing that he was about to get into the carriage, Gu Yundong immediately went up. When no one was paying attention, she put all four jars of wine back.
Therefore, when Escort Wang lifted the curtain of the carriage, he saw that there was no problem with the goods they wanted to protect this time. The goods stayed inside quietly like sleeping children.
He was dumbfounded. He lowered the curtain of the carriage and opened it again in disbelief. He was relieved to see that the goods were still there.
“Strange, the goods are clearly still here. Why did the robber say that there was nothing?”
Gu Yundong pretended that she did not know anything and said, “Maybe he saw wrongly? Or maybe that person was not in cahoots with the robbers and deliberately said that.”
Escort Wang did not know how to explain it, so he could only accept this explanation for the time being.
Only Shao Qingyuan quietly glanced at Gu Yundong.
When the robber approached the carriage, he was afraid that Gu Yundong would be in danger, so he chased after him.
Therefore, when that person lifted the curtain to take a look, he knew very well if there was anything inside.
But Shao Qingyuan did not say anything. He just walked to Gu Yundong’s side and sized her up. “Are you injured?”
Gu Yundong shook her head. “I’m fine.” The next moment, she frowned. “Are you injured?”
Shao Qingyuan’s arm had been cut. It did not look very deep, but the blood had stained a large part of his sleeve.
“Miss, Young Master, we’re back.” At this moment, Ah Mao and the other two ran out of the forest quickly. It seemed that they had already dealt with the two robbers and were not injured.
Gu Yundong could not care less. She quickly went to her carriage to take down the medical kit that she had prepared.
Then, she cut the fabric on Shao Qingyuan’s arm with a pair of scissors and washed his wound. After disinfecting it with alcohol, she carefully applied medicine and wrapped it in gauze.
She wrapped the wound up like a dumpling, layer by layer, just like when his palm was scratched.
Shao Qingyuan quietly let her move. He looked at her lowered eyes and smiled in satisfaction.
However, this peace was soon broken.
There was an escort calling Ah Wang’s name in a panic. The situation looked terrible.
Gu Yundong and Shao Qingyuan turned around and saw that Ah Wang had already woken up. However, his face was pale as he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
He was not the only one who was injured. All the escorts present were injured. Even Escort Wang was limping..
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