The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 400 - : Incident No. 203 (First Update)_2

Chapter 400: Incident No. 203 (First Update)_2

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It was the furnace modified by Gu Jinyu that exploded.

It took only three days, to be precise, less than three days, for the furnace to explode this morning.

The power of the furnace explosion was so great that it completely destroyed the newly built furnace of the Ministry of Works.

What’s more terrifying is that there were many craftsmen on the scene. They were all seriously injured!

The report came from a deputy supervisor of the Ministry of Works who had rushed over from the scene. He was fortunate to have been in the restroom and not near the furnace, otherwise he would have been seriously injured as well.

“Bring the man in,” His Majesty said in a gloomy voice.

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In a flash, his friendly aura vanished. The old blacksmith and the carpenter, for the first time, realized what the true majesty of an emperor was.

Sitting on a wooden chair, he exuded an invincible aura, which was so oppressive that the two could hardly breathe.

The deputy supervisor, in a mess, stumbled into the side hall, fell to his knees, and explained the incident succinctly. When mentioning that it was Gu Jinyu who had refurbished the furnace, he glanced at Gu Jinyu lying on the side with a complex expression.

The color drained from Gu Jinyu’s face.

The old blacksmith asked anxiously, “Why did it explode? How big was your furnace? How many wind boxes did you use?”

The deputy supervisor did not recognize this commoner, but since he was in His Majesty’s Imperial Study Room and His Majesty did not stop him, he told the truth.

The old blacksmith was heartbroken, “Ah! Miss Gu had instructed that such a large furnace should only use two wind boxes at most! Who allowed you to use six? Is this not courting death?”

When Gu Jiao taught the technology to the old blacksmith, she also informed him of the precautions. The old blacksmith had fully shared these with the court officials.

“Why did you make decisions without permission?” The old blacksmith was extremely anxious!

The deputy supervisor felt bitter. It was the county princess who suggested it. She invented the wind box and she wanted to improve it. Who would question her?

His Majesty suddenly looked coldly at Gu Jinyu!

Gu Jinyu was covered in cold sweat. She braced herself and said, “My design… wouldn’t have a problem… There must have been a problem somewhere else…”

The deputy supervisor said, “No, we strictly followed the blueprint given by the County Princess!”

Moreover, the wind box is very easy to operate. As long as it is connected correctly, there would be no possible operational errors.

At this moment, no one wanted to take responsibility.

His Majesty turned to the old blacksmith and the carpenter: “Gentlemen, please bother yourselves to go and inspect the scene.”

The old blacksmith and the carpenter went to the Ministry of Works with the deputy supervisor, followed by Gu Jinyu.

The scene was engulfed in a big fire, with dense smoke rising. It was a chaotic mess.

The injured craftsmen were lifted out on wooden boards by the guards. The bloody sight was unbearable to witness. Gu Jinyu felt a churn in her stomach. She covered her chest, turned around, and started retching—

Gu Jiao was supposed to rest today.

All four men in the house had gone to school, and the old grandmother had taken the old servant to play leaf cards. She was home alone, intending to enjoy half a day of leisure. But before she could relax for a while, the third son came.

“Miss Gu! Miss Gu! Something terrible has happened!”

Gu Jiao casually responded, “Did Gu Chenglin refuse to eat again, or did Gu Chengfeng fail to pay his medical bills again?”

“Neither!” the third son said in terror, “The furnace at the Ministry of Works has exploded!”

In Zhan Country, there weren’t any public hospitals like in Gu Jiao’s previous life. The number of doctors provided by the court was limited. The largest was the Imperial Medical Bureau, but still, there weren’t many of them. Then came the military camp doctors who couldn’t put out local fires with their distant waters.

Whenever such an emergency occurred, the court would requisition doctors from the big medical halls in the Capital City.

Miao Shou Tang was also within the scope of requisition.

Gu Jiao brought her first aid kit and went to the site with Dr. Song and two other doctors from the Medical Hall.

The scene was more chaotic than Gu Jiao had imagined. In the thick smoke, injured victims were brought out of the collapsed furnace room by guards from time to time. Doctors from other medical halls had already arrived and were treating some of the injured.

Gu Jiao didn’t rush to treat the injured. Instead, she took out several cloth strips of different colors prepared earlier, and gave them to the three doctors from Miao Shou Tang: “Do as I have instructed earlier.”

“Yes,” they replied.

The three nodded.

Originally out inspecting urban defenses, Secretary Zhao hurried back the moment he heard of the incident at the Yamen. Beside him stood an imposing and dignified young man.

The young man wore brocade robes, tall and sturdy, with a stern face and an air of authority subtly framed in his brows.

By this time, almost all of the injured had been carried out. The number of injured, both serious and minor, completely piled up, totaling several dozens.

Doctors from various medical halls were treating the injured, but among this crowd, there were a few doctors whose actions were quite different from the others.

Instead of rushing to save the patients, they swiftly performed preliminary examinations on the patients, and they attached colored cloth strips to the patients according to the severity of their injuries.

Patients with red tags had critical injuries.

Those with yellow tags had severe injuries but were conscious.

Green tags were given to lightly injured patients.

They prioritized the treatment of patients with red tags, followed by those with yellow tags, and finally the patients with green tags.

In contrast to the chaos in other medical halls, this group seemed methodical and orderly.

The young man squinted a little, and soon, he noticed a patient marked with a black cloth tag.

The patient lay motionlessly on the ground, and the doctors passed by him but no one cared about his condition.

“Is he dead?” The young man asked.

Secretary Zhao hurriedly went over, checked the patient’s breath, and reported back, “He seems to be breathing, but why aren’t they treating him?”

Secretary Zhao expressed his confusion.

The old blacksmith and the carpenter joined in the rescue operation. Although they were ignorant about medical techniques, they could help to pull people out from the ruins.

In the thick smoke, an unignorable small figure, dressed in a robe of simplicity, delicate in stature, with her sleeves rolled up, revealing a pair of wrists as white as jade.

Her profile was as fine as jade, but there was a red birthmark on her left cheek.

Her bare hands moved through the bloody mess with a calm demeanor, without a trace of panic or disgust in her eyes.

The young man watched her intently: “Who is that?”

Secretary Zhao said, “Your Highness, it seems that she is a female doctor from Miao Shou Tang.”

The young man muttered, “Miao, Shou, Tang.”

On-site relief operations were in full swing, but Gu Jinyu’s side was in complete chaos.

She had never expected that the furnace she modified would cause such a major accident. There were dozens of injured people, and more people continued to be dug out from the ruins.

At this moment, she was truly scared.

She didn’t dare to think about how the Emperor would hold her accountable.

She felt as if she was standing under a precarious wall that could collapse at any moment!

She started to tremble.

In her state of panic, she noticed the patient with a black tag.

Seeing him as a lifesaver, she quickly ran towards the injured man. Regardless of the ash and blood on the ground, and ignoring the man’s blood-soaked body, she knelt down next to him.

“Someone! Is there no doctor to save him?”

She called out in despair, her own inner anxiety echoing in her voice. Her clean, elegant skirt soaked up the blood. She took out a clean white silk handkerchief, clenched it in her hand, and started to carefully wipe around the wounded man.

“Doctor! Doctor!” she choked out.

She was a good person, not a life-taker, she had a conscience, she was compassionate!

She gritted her teeth and yelled, “I am a princess! I command you to save him!”

This area was the treatment zone of Miao Shou Tang. The Miao Shou Tang doctors were busy treating their patients, and none of them paid any attention to her.