Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 158 The Creditor's Wooden Fish
Ah Ning glanced at Zhang Wuxun, frowned, and raised her hand to signal her subordinates to release Pan Zi.

Pan Zi glared menacingly at the group, then strode over and knelt down beside Wu Sansheng.

Seeing the pitiful state of Third Master, even the usually tough Pan Zi's eyes turned red and his lips trembled, as if he was about to burst into tears at any moment.

"Wooden Fish... How is Third Master?" Pan Zi asked, choking back tears.

Zhang Wuxun threw the last worm into the smokeless furnace. The worm's hand-length body was instantly scorched and curled up, crackling a few times before turning into ashes.

"The wound has a local infection. I'll treat it and then give him an antibiotic injection. I'll check on him again after his fever goes down."

As Zhang Wuxun spoke, his hands never stopped moving. He removed the necrotic flesh that Wu Sansheng had picked at and scraped off, then changed into a pair of latex gloves to clean and suture Wu Sansheng's festering wound. He gave him an injection of anti-inflammatory and an injection of antibiotics, and then bandaged it up with a breathable bandage.

Remove the gloves, place a thermometer under Wu Sansheng's armpit, and finally apply three system-sponsored high-efficiency fever-reducing patches to Wu Sansheng's forehead and neck, then cover him with a blanket.

"Let Third Master sleep. You can stay by his side and watch over him, but don't let anyone wake him up." Zhang Wuxun threw the used gloves into the stove to burn, disinfecting his hands as he said to Pan Zi, "Third Master has a stronger will than most people. He'll be fine once he wakes up on his own."

Pan Zi nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude. Before he could say thank you, Zhang Wuxun tossed him an energy gel, stopping him in his tracks. "Stop. We're all brothers. Don't say any more sentimental or polite things. It's creepy to me."

Pan Zi forced a smile and silently nestled beside Wu Sansheng, keeping watch over him.

"Is everything done?" The fat man came over carrying several boxes of self-heating meals and distributed them to Zhang Wuxun and the others.

Since leaving the moat, the group had not rested at all. The trip to the treasure room, in particular, had kept them on edge, fearing that they would not be able to react in time to any unexpected situation. Now that they had relaxed, they realized that they were exhausted.

Aning arranged for people to take turns on guard duty, so Zhang Wuxun and the others didn't have to worry about it. After finishing their meal, they gathered in a circle and leaned against their backpacks to replenish their energy.

Wu Xiaoxie glanced at the people over A Ning's side, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly poked Zhang Wuxun, who was resting with his eyes closed, with his finger and stuffed the note into Zhang Wuxun's hand.

Zhang Wuxun raised his eyelids and gave him a questioning look.

Wu Xiaoxie gestured with his chin, showing him the contents of the note, and said in a low voice, "Look, this is a note from Zhang Qiling. He told us not to go any further, but Third Uncle asked me to give the bronze fish to Wu Laosi for deciphering. What do you think I should do?"

Zhang Wuxun shifted the backpack behind him, sat up a little, and opened the note. It was clearly a message from two people, with the first paragraph ending with a unique letter mark belonging to Xiao Ge.

The comment below from Wu Sansheng clearly conveyed a sense of determination. Even in his dead state, this old fox was still scheming. He had accurately gauged Wu Xiaoxie's curiosity and knew the contents of the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish. He knew Wu Xiaoxie would definitely go to the Bronze Gate to find the truth.

Zhang Wuxun could guess Xiao Tianzhen's thoughts with just a little thought. He folded the note and handed it back to him, asking, "If you want to go, we'll go. We can use the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish as a condition to temporarily cooperate with A Ning. Moreover, your third uncle is so fearless because he must have something that A Ning and the others really want. Now we have the initiative in our hands, and they won't dare to do anything to us. We can also borrow their people to test the waters. However, A Ning is a complicated woman with a deep mind, so we still have to be careful."

Wu Xiaoxie nodded emphatically, "Okay."

He himself was also very curious about what truth his third uncle was looking for. If they just left like this, his third uncle would probably only have a vague understanding, and given his personality, he would definitely come back again. As his nephew, he couldn't just watch his third uncle die again. It would be better to resolve the matter once and for all this time. After thinking it over for a while, Wu Xiaoxie figured things out and felt much more relaxed.

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Get some rest first. There might be a tough battle to fight later." Zhang Wuxun took out a thin blanket and threw it on Wu Xiaoxie, then turned his head, hugged his arms, and closed his eyes.

After dozing off for a while, Zhang Wuxun suddenly felt a slight unease on his right chest. Sensing something was wrong, he quickly opened his eyes, rolled up his right sleeve, and sure enough, the crimson tattoo had spread from his shoulder down his arm to his wrist.

Zhang Wuxun pressed his temples, lowered his sleeve to cover his wrists, and his drowsiness had dissipated. He simply pulled the blanket covering the three people onto Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty, got up and sat down next to Wu Sansheng, and reached out to test the temperature of his forehead. It seemed not as hot as before.

"Has the fever gone down?" Zhang Wu asked Pan Zi.

Upon hearing Zhang Wuxun's voice, Pan Zimu's blank eyes regained their sparkle. He quickly took out the thermometer, looked at it in the firelight, and smiled, "It's a bit lower than the last two times I checked."

Zhang Wuxun nodded, said nothing more, and took out a new fever-reducing patch from the medical kit to put on.

Looking up, I saw that Pan Zi's brows were etched with exhaustion. With Wu Sansheng lying down, Pan Zi's spirits had also been greatly diminished.

Zhang Wuxun felt a little sorry for her and said, "Go and rest for a while. I'll watch over things here for now."

Pan Zi shook his head and didn't say anything.

Zhang Wuxun admired his persistence and continued to persuade him, "When we set off later, you're probably worried about having someone else take care of Master Wu, but look at your current state. You don't even have the energy yourself, so how can you take care of the sick man? Don't let the two of you end up lying down together. That day, Zhenzhen will be in a real hurry and cry."

Pan Zi smiled, rubbed his face, and let out a long sigh. "You're right, then I'll trouble you."

Zhang Wuxun waved his hand and pointed to the location of his backpack.

Pan Zi nodded and patted Zhang Wuxun on the shoulder. "Thank you."

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Ah Ning's subordinates had already changed shifts for the third time. She herself had also woken up and looked over at Zhang Wuxun and the others. When she saw that it was Zhang Wuxun guarding Wu Sansheng, her expression was a little strange.

Zhang Wuxun glanced at her, secretly rolling his eyes. Then he remembered that this woman still owed him money. When he came out of the underwater tomb, he fished A Ning out of the Forbidden Woman's hair. And there was the time with the sea monkey. The money for saving his life on both occasions was written on an IOU, and A Ning even put her thumbprint on it.

Although it wasn't done voluntarily, the process doesn't matter. It's all written clearly in black and white with a red handprint. Trying to renege on the debt? Humph, no way.

(End of this chapter)