Song Yaoyao had no time to ask what had happened. She stepped forward and began examining him.
After a thorough examination, Song Yaoyao knew where things stood.
Song Qinghui's hand and foot tendons had been severed, and three of his ribs had been broken. He had countless other external injuries, but none were life-threatening.
Whoever had done this had never intended to kill Song Qinghui. They had clearly meant to cripple him.
With the medical care available here, Song Qinghui would certainly be left disabled.
But now that Song Yaoyao was here, the mastermind's plans would likely come to nothing.
Song Yaoyao was just about to say she could treat him when a man dressed in black landed before them, carrying an old man over his shoulder.
The man in black was one of the Shadow Guards the emperor had assigned to protect Song Yaoyao. The old man was the director of the Imperial Medical Academy.
When Song Qinghui had been brought home, Assistant Minister Song had immediately sent a Shadow Guard to the Imperial Palace.
These Shadow Guards already carried waist tokens that allowed them to enter and leave the Imperial Palace without waiting to be announced, saving considerable time. Traveling both ways with their lightness skills made them even faster.
Having attended Morning Court for so long, Song Yaoyao recognized the old man. His name was Li Weikang, and everyone called him Director Li.
Director Li nearly fell when his feet touched the ground. He cursed:
"You little brat! You've nearly shaken my old bones apart!"
Assistant Minister Song hurriedly steadied him and said apologetically:
"Director Li, it was an emergency. Please forgive us for any offense."
Director Li waved a hand and asked:
"Where is the patient?"
Assistant Minister Song quickly led Director Li toward Song Qinghui's