Everyone came up from below one by one.

Luo Yang and Xiao Ba saw corpses strewn all over the ground, and their faces suddenly filled with panic.

This was the first time they had witnessed such a scene!

Naturally, they felt quite fearful.

Xiao Ba’s body shrank back as he said, “Brother, so many dead people!”

He was terrified!

Luo Yang forced himself to be brave, patted him, and said, “Don’t be afraid. They’re just dead people—they won’t eat you.”

“Oh!”

The two clung together.

Ji Yunshu supported herself against the railing, standing there. The breath in her chest had not yet fully returned.

The pallor of her face had not faded either.

Added to that, her clothes were all soaked, icy cold and bone-chillingly frigid.

At this moment, the ship continued to sink, and the lower cabin was completely submerged in water.

Wen Che felt relieved when he saw that Prince Jing’an’s remains were safe and sound.

Yi Wei’an gestured with his eyes toward Luo Yang not far away, saying, “That lad helped with everything.”

Hmm?

Wen Che looked at Luo Yang.

He was the one who helped?

Shu Tian also said, “Young Master, he helped protect the Second Young Master. Otherwise, the Second Young Master would probably already be…”

He didn’t continue speaking!

Wen Che hadn’t expected that he had actually misjudged someone!

Earlier, he had arranged for someone to punish Luo Yang, but now the person who had saved both his younger brother and Prince Jing’an’s remains was him.

It was truly a hard slap to his own face!

This debt of gratitude was naturally recorded!

However, at this moment, there was no time to repay his kindness—they needed to leave this ship immediately.

He looked at the boatman who had also escaped from the lower cabin and asked, “Does the ship have rafts prepared?”

The boatman said with a bitter face, “We originally had some, but they were removed before this voyage. Besides, we’re in the middle of the river. Even if we had rafts, they’d be useless! The current below is turbulent—going down means death… What are we going to do?”

Wen Che calmed down and locked his gaze on the ship opposite.

Although both ships had been damaged from colliding together, the opposite ship hadn’t suffered much damage.

Moreover, it wasn’t tilting and was currently pressed against theirs.

He immediately ordered, “Everyone evacuate to that ship. See if that ship can still navigate. If it can’t, search for rafts there. We must try everything!”

“Yes!”

Everyone obeyed the command and hurriedly evacuated to that ship!

Meanwhile, Ji Yunshu, soaked through, hugged her arms and prepared to return to her cabin.

Luo Yang grabbed her. “Where are you going? This ship is about to sink.”

“I need to retrieve that painting!”

“At a time like this, you’re still thinking about a painting? Don’t you value your life?”

“You go first.”

“No!” Luo Yang refused to let go. Knowing Ji Yunshu’s stubborn temperament, and seeing her trembling from the cold, he truly couldn’t bear it. He gritted his teeth and said, “I’ll go get it for you. You and Xiao Ba hurry to that ship.”

“You…”

Before Ji Yunshu could say anything, Luo Yang ran toward her cabin.

“Brother!” Xiao Ba shouted loudly.

Having no choice, Ji Yunshu could only evacuate with Xiao Ba to the opposite large ship to wait.

Wen Che needed to treat Wen Yu’s wound.

Yi Wei’an also had to hurriedly handle Prince Jing’an’s remains.

Everyone was in chaos, and no one could spare attention for Luo Yang.

However—

Because the weight of personnel had shifted, and that ship continued to sink, the two ships gradually separated.

The distance between the ships widened!

Xiao Ba lay against the railing, extremely worried. “Miss Ji, why hasn’t my brother come out yet?”

Ji Yunshu had originally thought to give up on that painting in the end, but she hadn’t expected Luo Yang would still rush in.

Watching the large ships separate with an ever-widening gap, her heart twisted into a knot.

Just at this moment—

Luo Yang finally came limping out of the cabin holding that painting.

“Brother, quickly!” Xiao Ba kept waving his hand!

Luo Yang leaped with all his might and boarded this large ship at the last possible moment.

A close call!

Luo Yang gripped the railing, gasping for breath, and handed the item in his hand to Ji Yunshu. “Here! Your painting—it’s not damaged and not wet. Don’t worry.”

He had not only taken that painting but also grabbed a cloak.

He handed both the painting and cloak to Ji Yunshu together.

And said, “Your clothes are soaked through. Put this on quickly. If you catch a chill, there’ll be no one to treat you.”

Ji Yunshu felt grateful, and her eyes couldn’t help reddening. “Thank you.”

“Brother, come up quickly. Don’t hang outside.” Xiao Ba pulled at him.

Luo Yang climbed over from behind the railing. Because he was too exhausted and his strength completely depleted, he collapsed entirely onto the deck!

Gasping for great gulps of air.

Xiao Ba said, “Brother, you really scared me to death. I thought I’d never see you again.”

With a tearful tone!

Wiping away tears!

But Luo Yang threw his head back and laughed loudly, saying, “Xiao Ba, do you know what we call this?”

“What?”

“It’s called survival after calamity! After great disaster comes great fortune!”

…

Although this ship had also been damaged, fortunately, it could still navigate.

So the boatman increased speed, planning to dock at Qiaoshi Town’s wharf.

There was no physician on the ship, but this large vessel did have a medicine chest.

Wen Che knew that Ji Yunshu understood medical principles, so he instructed Shu Tian to find her.

By now, Ji Yunshu, wearing the cloak, had warmed up considerably and was resting in an inconspicuous spot on the large ship with Luo Yang and Xiao Ba.

Shu Tian found her and spoke with a pleading tone, “Miss Ji, you must help us.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Our Second Young Master is injured. You know some medical treatment—please go help take a look.”

Though she didn’t understand medicine, at least she could help a little.

Moreover, she couldn’t stand by and watch someone die!

So she nodded in agreement.

Wen Yu already had previous injuries, and now with new wounds added, it was much more serious.

His arm had lost too much blood and had been soaked in water. The wound was infected and had already turned purple. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

His breathing was weak!

Ji Yunshu was not a physician and could only address superficial matters.

Given the current situation, she also felt somewhat troubled!

Wen Che, because of his chronic illness, couldn’t get his vital energy flowing properly for a moment—it circled in his chest. He pressed his chest uncomfortably and said to Ji Yunshu, “Miss Ji, I didn’t want to trouble you, but A’Yu is in this condition. I can only ask for your help. Take a look—what should we do now?”

“I’ve never treated this kind of situation before!”

“But you’re the only one who can help.”

She let out a heavy breath and had someone bring scissors over. She quickly cut off Wen Yu’s blood-soaked and drenched sleeve.

That wound had turned severely purple. The pierced flesh had already wrinkled up, and bone was faintly visible.

If it couldn’t be treated properly, this arm would likely be crippled.

She could only try. She asked, “Do you have silver needles?”

Shu Tian said, “Yes!” He quickly brought over a medicine chest. “We found this on the ship. There are silver needles inside.”

Opening it, they found many bottles and containers inside, as well as a packet of silver needles.

Ji Yunshu told Wen Che, “Young Master Wen, I’ll tell you honestly—I’m not a physician and have never administered acupuncture to anyone. I only understand some medical principles. So if you trust me, I’ll give it a try. If you don’t trust me, I can do nothing.”