I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 382 It Hurts So Much Every Time

After saying that, Lu Yangyang patted Lu Wei on the shoulder.

Then he turned around, strode ahead, and waved to her with his back to her.

As darkness fell, Lu Wei watched her disappear into the night.

In a private room by the window on the second floor, Sheng Junyi stood by the window, looking down quietly at them.

Lu Yangyang went to the manor outside Ning County overnight. When she arrived, Jiang Zhiyi had already brought food and clothing to the girls. With everyone's help, they all washed and bathed, and under Wen Qingqing's guidance, the entire manor was disinfected. Patients with different degrees of illness were settled separately.

Wen Qingqing was extremely busy. Among these girls, some were in relatively mild condition, but some were on the verge of death. They were suffering not only from the disease but also from the trauma they had endured. Their skin was covered in bruises, their eyes were vacant, and they were even somewhat mentally unstable.

When she saw Lu Yangyang, it was as if she had seen a savior: "If you hadn't come, I really would have cried. I couldn't have managed to handle everything by myself!"

Lu Yangyang didn't say much and immediately joined in the treatment.

To prevent the matter from leaking out, Jiang Zhiyi didn't bring many people with her. Besides the guards patrolling near the manor, she only brought a few trusted old women to help, and a few people that Xiaolian knew from the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. Even so, she was still short-handed. Later, some girls with milder symptoms who were still able to take care of themselves took the initiative to take care of the others, following behind Jiang Zhiyi and obeying her instructions.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yangyang had an idea. She said to Jiang Zhiyi, "Since they have nothing to do while they are treating patients, pick a few with good memories to come and follow me and Qingqing. Let them identify the medicinal herbs and then teach them to others who are willing to learn. The people who do these chores in the clinic are all apprentices. Let's follow their example and train some apprentices during this time. They might be useful in the future. They don't need to master medical skills in a short time. Just recognize common medicinal herbs and prescriptions, learn how to dispense medicine and bandage external wounds. That way, they can still use their skills even after they leave here."

Jiang Zhiyi immediately asked, "Is it about training female physicians? Some aristocratic families train female physicians to be part of their daughters' dowries when they get married, which is very useful. However, it's not easy to train female physicians unless they come from a family with a long tradition of medical knowledge. Many doctors don't accept female disciples. Your method is good. I asked around, and these girls all know some characters. They should have no problem learning to identify medicinal herbs and prescriptions in a short time. We can select a few to try first, and then let them learn together. If they are interested, they can continue learning. The others can also use this time to do other things, such as embroidering handkerchiefs or clothes. Give them something to do so they won't have any bad thoughts."

Lu Yangyang's eyes lit up: "Yes, that's right. Not only can female doctors be arranged this way, but other things can also be arranged this way in the future. Different people do different things. People are inherently good at different things. As long as they are given the opportunity, they will definitely do very well."

Jiang Zhiyi nodded with a smile.

When she told the girls about it, all of them were shocked.

These women, the older ones, were all under thirty, and the younger ones hadn't even reached marriageable age yet. Their best years in the brothel were only a few. After that, as they aged and lost their beauty, their bodies would deteriorate drastically. That's why brothel women have always been so eager to seize opportunities, even if it meant becoming a concubine, at least to survive. Otherwise, after a few years, they would be too old to attract customers and would be riddled with illnesses, leaving them only to wait for death.

In every prefecture and county with a bit of life, there are bound to be brothels. Year after year, countless young women come and go in these brothels, their lives cut short. Most of them are abducted and sold, their lives adrift like duckweed, their fates beyond their control.

They were forced to learn many things, but most of them were techniques for seducing customers. No one ever cared about their wishes. There, they were never considered human beings, but merely objects. If they had no value, they would only face death.

Getting sick is common, especially with venereal diseases like venereal diseases, which are incurable. Once you get sick, you lose your value and all you can do is wait to die.

But now, someone is actually rescuing them from that hellish place, wanting to heal their illnesses and teach them survival skills, instead of teaching them how to please men.

There was a girl who was not even fourteen years old. Because she wasn't considered pretty, she was arranged to work as a prostitute at a young age. Within a year, she fell ill and was sent to a salt mine with the other women. There, she was brutally beaten by the salt workers, leaving her covered in bruises and her eyes devoid of any light. Although she was young and her illness wasn't severe, her body was covered in layers of wounds, with hardly any healthy flesh left on her body.

While everyone else was still in a daze, she was the first to stagger to Lu Yangyang's feet, dragging her injured body. She knelt down with a thud and grabbed Lu's clothes: "Sister, fairy sister, really, really can you teach me how to bandage my wounds? If I learn, will I be able to heal myself? And then it won't hurt anymore, right? I want to learn, I will learn hard. It hurts so much, it hurts so much every time, but I don't know how to heal myself..."

Lu Yangyang bent down and took her hand.

The little girl instinctively shrank back, but her eyes were fixed on Lu Yangyang with a firm, pleading, and longing gaze.

Lu Yangyang pulled her up and looked at everyone: "If you had a choice, becoming a prostitute or a slave would be a form of self-degradation, and you would be ridiculed and despised—that's the price. But if you had no choice and ended up like this, it's not your fault, it's the fault of this world. So don't bow your heads, don't belittle yourselves. I can't guarantee anything elsewhere, but here, on my territory, as long as you don't harbor ill intentions, you are free to choose what you want to do and live a good life through your own efforts. As long as I live, my promise will never fail. And even without me, grasp what you've learned now, and you must all live well!"

Hundreds of girls surrounded Lu Yangyang, all eyes were on her, and their eyes were filled with tears.

They will never forget this day, never.

With a place they could accept, the girls' gloomy mood brightened immediately, and they actively cooperated with Lu Yangyang and the others. Lu Yangyang and Wen Qingqing also officially devoted themselves to the process of treating the girls.

……

Beijing.

The Third Prince's residence was shrouded in gloom.

The Third Prince was usually good-tempered, but this time, he unusually lost his temper. He grabbed the teacup beside him and smashed it heavily on the ground. The teacup shattered into pieces in an instant, and ceramic shards were scattered all over the floor.

"That bunch of good-for-nothings from the Yang family!"