My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

The open carriage moved, leading its passengers bounding toward the town.

Xiangyang Town and Anshan Town were neighboring towns on similar scales.

However, in contrast to Anshan Town's emptiness, Xiangyang Town could only be described as chaotic.

As soon as the carriage entered, its passengers were met with people fighting, looting, and plundering on the whole main street.

An elderly person was tightly hugging a bag of rice and trying their best to stop a strong man from snatching it but ended up being knocked onto the ground with a slap.

Several lost children who got separated from their parents were also bawling on the side of the street, adding to the chaos.

A middle-aged woman was pushed onto the carriage. When she saw the pink and fat peach in the little foodie's arms, she immediately reached out to steal it.

The little foodie jolted in shock and childishly shouted, "What are you doing? Thief!"

Qiao Mu's mouth twitched, speechless, and she slammed the side of her hand onto the back of the woman's neck before kicking her collapsed form from the cart.

Second Uncle was busy driving the carriage and making their way through the crowd. Now and then, people would knock into the carriage, and Qiao Mu would shove them all away without holding back.

After the carriage passed the main street and turned the corner, the chaotic scene improved a bit.

Second Uncle jumped down from the carriage and picked up some pieces of wood from the street. A little modification and he built a simple shack around the base of the collapsed cabin that was enough to avoid exposure to the elements.

The carriage continued onward, the wheels rolling.

Qiao Mu glanced at Elderly Lady Qiao and found her laying there in shock, unresponsive to the world.

"Elderly Lady's leg is probably fractured, but this town is embroiled in chaos, so we probably won't be able to find a doctor," Wei Ziqin sighed.

"Should we try our luck at a clinic?" Qiao Zhongbang muttered quietly.

Qiao Zhongxing shook his head. "There won't be anyone inside the clinic for sure. We will probably go there for nothing."

"Sister, eet peach." Perhaps the encounter with that middle-aged woman made the little foodie sense danger, so she planned to eat her peach.

Qiao Mu patted her head, both amused and exasperated. "You eat it."

Then, she pulled out a case of ointment and told her mother, "Mother, hold her."

"Qiaoqiao, this ointment?"

"It's a gift." Qiao Mu skillfully helped the elderly lady set her bone.

The fluid motions dazed her audience.

In truth, Qiao Mu also found it very strange. It seemed like her mind would automatically form a treatment plan as soon as she came into contact with patients, and her hands would act on their own.

It was as though she had set who knew how many people's bones and applied medicine on people who knew how many times…

"Qiaoqiao?" Qiao Zhongbang never knew his daughter was so adept in the art of medicine. Especially since the carriage was moving nonstop, but Qiaoqiao's movements could still be so precise. It was utterly eye-turning.

Qiao Mu looked up with her stoic face and chuckled at the stupefied people. "You might not believe it, but I probably know a little about simple bone setting and wound binding."

Qiao Zhongxing was somewhat speechless. He glanced at his stoic niece and really wanted to say, "Your familiar actions clearly aren't only 'a little' knowledgeable!"

Qiao Mu frowned in distress and chuckled again.

For unknown reasons, the three adults all looked at each other and nearly could not hold their laughter back.

In truth, the child would be better off not chuckling. Yet, she just had to make such weird laughs while her face remained unmoving. It was disconcerting, to say the least.

After Qiao Mu applied the ointment, she took a wooden plank to fasten the elderly lady's injury and could not help but glance at her.

She was aware that the process for bone-setting was not pleasurable, but the elderly lady did not utter a single sound the entire time.

After Qiao Mu finished her treatment, the elderly lady looked up and nodded at Qiao Mu with an embarrassed expression, unknown whether it was from shame or guilt.