The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife Chapter 504.1: Perfect Solution

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“That won't do!" Gu Changqing refused without even thinking.
He had experienced just how dreadful a plague could be. Almost every disaster or war would lead to an outbreak of disease, but the severity and urgency varied.
Some diseases, if detected early and controlled effectively, could be contained. However, casualties were still inevitable.
He wouldn't allow her to put herself at risk.
"I’m a physician. I will be fine." Gu Jiao said, taking out her little medicine chest from her back basket. She then put on gloves and protective goggles, and donned an isolation gown.
Seeing her pull out so many strange items from the little medicine chest, Gu Changqing was momentarily at a loss for words.
"You..."
He tried to say something.
Gu Jiao fastened the last two straps on her isolation gown and said to Gu Changqing, "With these, I won't be afraid of infection!"
Ideally, protective suits offered the best protection. However, there were no protective suits in the little medicine chest, only medical isolation gowns, and only one was available, which was in her size.
No one could change the decisions Gu Jiao had made. Even if Gu Changqing reasoned that he should be the one to do the killing, Gu Jiao would still proceed unless he paralyzed her right here by sealing her acupoints. But in case the remnants of the previous dynasty soldiers returned, leaving her alone here after being paralyzed could be dangerous.
After much thought, Gu Changqing reluctantly allowed her to go.
Gu Jiao hadn't brought her red-tasseled spear. Instead, she drew the dagger from her waist.
Gu Changqing swapped his own dagger with hers, "Use this one."
This dagger was longer and sharper than Gu Jiao's.
"Okay." Gu Jiao accepted without refusal.
"Keep the door open." Gu Changqing said.
"Mm." Gu Jiao agreed.
You see, most of the time, she was quite obedient.
Gu Jiao approached the hut occupied by the death warrior with a dagger, raised her hand and knocked on the door.
When footsteps approached from the direction of the wooden bridge, the death warrior thought it was a soldier from the remnants of the previous dynasty, so he opened the door.
In the split second when the door opened, the death warrior sensed something was amiss. He swiftly slammed the door shut, but it was too late. Gu Jiao propped the door with one foot and thrust her dagger straight towards the death warrior's abdomen!
The death warrior's action of shutting the door was a reflex, and immediately after, he regretted it. Why had he closed the door? He should have just attacked directly!
If he had attacked Gu Jiao directly, Gu Jiao might not have succeeded. However, opportunities were fleeting.
Gu Jiao's strike was fast, ruthless, and precise, leaving no room for the death warrior to catch his breath.
She pulled out the blade and blood splattered all over her!
The death warrior fell straight to the ground, staring blankly, not understanding how he met his end.
Seeing the death warrior's blood splattered on Gu Jiao, Gu Changqing swiftly emerged from the bushes, striding towards her.
Gu Jiao gestured to him to stop with her hand raised, "I'm fine, stay back!"
Her clothes were covered in infectious blood.
Gu Changqing halted on the bridge and looked at her anxiously.
Gu Jiao dragged the death warrior into the small hut, where firewood was burning. Initially, she planned to burn the body along with the hut, but after a moment of hesitation she changed her mind.
She searched the hut but couldn't find a shovel. Thus, she went and knocked on the door of the adjacent hut.
However, the person inside didn't dare to open the door.
Subsequently, she tried several other huts, but no one opened the door for her without exception.
"Is it because I didn't say anything? Well, they don’t know who I am, or are they perhaps mistaking me for someone else?" Gu Jiao hesitated on whether she should speak up. Finally, the door of the easternmost hut opened.
The young man, who had attempted to flee but was cruelly injured by the death warrior, limped out.
The young man curiously looked at the strangely dressed Gu Jiao, and then glanced at the body lying in a pool of blood in front of the death warrior's hut. He recognized it as the death warrior's body.
He stood frozen for a moment.
Gu Jiao walked over to him and asked, "Do you have a shovel?"
The young man was once again startled. A girl?!
It, it, it was a girl!
"Do you have a shovel?" Gu Jiao asked again.
"Ah, y-yes, I-I do. You... Young Miss... Uh..." The young man didn't know how to address her and stuttered, "You... want a shovel?"
"Yes." Gu Jiao replied.
The young man turned to get the shovel. Perhaps due to nervousness and panic, he accidentally bumped into the door, making himself dizzy with stars in his eyes.
After he entered the room, Gu Jiao heard the deliberately lowered voices in conversation.
"Who is it?"
"Don't know, but probably not someone under Yi Wang."
Yi Wang, the leader of the remnants of the previous dynasty, rumored to be the uncle of the Imperial Son-in-law.
"Are you crazy? They don't allow us to talk to outsiders or open doors for them. Otherwise, they'd kill us!"
"What's the difference between staying here and waiting to die? Besides, she killed that person. She must be here to help us!"
"How do you know!"
"I don't care. I'm going to escape!"
After saying this, the young man came out with the shovel.
He handed it to Gu Jiao. "Here."
As Gu Jiao reached for it, the young man suddenly thought of something and snatched the shovel back. He took a step back and warned Gu Jiao, "We're infected with the plague, be careful not to get infected."
"I know." Gu Jiao approached and took the shovel from him, “Thanks."
"Uh—" The young man wanted to say something more, but Gu Jiao had already turned and walked away.
Gu Jiao dug a hole behind the village. When she was halfway through, the young man walked over and said, "Do you need help digging the hole? I can lend a hand."
"No need." Gu Jiao declined.
Though he was rejected, the young man still brought another shovel and slid into the pit.
Gu Jiao glanced at him but didn't say anything more.
Two people working together were much faster. In no time, a large pit was dug. Gu Jiao jumped out and pulled him up too.
The young man hesitated at first, but seeing that Gu Jiao was wearing gloves and it wouldn’t be a direct skin contact, he ultimately extended his hand to Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao dragged the death warrior's body over and tossed it into the pit, along with the firewood, and set it all ablaze.
The young man swallowed nervously, a mix of fear and curiosity in his voice as he asked, "Did you really kill him?"
Earlier, he said that to his roommate to calm his emotions, but he actually found it a bit hard to believe.
This was a martial expert they were talking about!
"Yeah." Gu Jiao responded with a simple acknowledgment.
The young man asked questioningly, "Who are you? Why did you kill him? Did they also capture your relatives?"
Scratching his head at his own questions, he awkwardly continued, "Uh, sorry, did I ask too much? You don't have to answer! You killed him, so you're a good person!"
Gu Jiao's expression remained unchanged as she asked, "Who are the people kept here?"
The young man replied, "All sorts of people, from peddlers and servants to scholars and landlords."Raz P.'s Thoughts

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