When the Qin Family found a place to stay, everyone was injured and battered, but the most critical was the elderly Qin Yuanshan, whose health had not yet recovered. Anger and anxiety afflicted his heart, and as Wu City's night brought extreme cold, his illness intensified suddenly with a fever.
"Those thieves, if I see them again, I will surely kill them!" Qin Boguang exclaimed angrily, his eye swollen and red.
Qin Boqing said, "Second brother, stop cursing for now. We need to find a doctor to see father."
Qin Boguang paused, his gaze turning towards their father lying on the hay with his eyes tightly shut. A shudder went through him, and he swallowed before saying, "All our silver has been stolen."
Not only was it stolen, but the cotton robes given by nobles to protect against the cold were also snatched. Now, everyone was shivering from the cold, the two children clinging to the old man, their faces turning a shade of blue, not to mention the old man who had fainted.
