“Thank you, Huaisang and thank you Nie BaiYu. It is very kind of you take me.” He gives them both a soft smile and allows himself to be taken.
Once he is settled, he looked away.
“Please…I am ashamed of some of these injuries.” He looked down in shame. Once the physician stripped him down the full scope of the damage could be seen. There were marks from what could only be from an iron trap pot singed into his skin. Bruises that looked like a hand shape on his wrist, angry bruising on every part of his torso, some healing but many fresh.
The worst was on his back. The characters for bastard and whore carved in deeply. This was what was bleeding seeping angry red lines down his back. It was his punishment for losing face in such a public way.
He could only look down, too ashamed to meet his eyes.
He thought it would be better after the war was over. Why did he suffer the Wens only to come to the Jins? At least Wen Ruohan treated him like a person.
It's even more horrific than he could have guessed. He's an outsider and never had a head for memorizing the intricacies of any family tree but his own. He knew things were bad for Jin Guangyao at Lanling but hadn't realized this was what was going on.
Nie Huaisang decides in that moment there's no way he's allowing his friend return to Lanling after this. The oath that binds him to his brother, binds him to himself as well, as indirect as it might be. Jin Guangyao is family and he simply isn't going to stand for any member of his family being treated this way.
"Treat his injuries as if they were my own," he orders the physician without a second thought. "Give him the same quality of care. Leave my brother to me."
“Huaisang it isn’t all that bad. I’m sure it’ll heal just fine.” He stammered. He was never one to allow others to see his wounds. It felt too naked to vulnerable. But he was too tired to fight. He was so tired from running, from fighting, from trying to do his best for everyone.
Fat tears rolled down his face, he couldn’t look at anyone, and he bit down on his lip hard. How did his life end up here? He kept up his smile though.
He must be cursed. He trembled under the physicians touch. There were other things wrong with his body, things healing wrong. His ribs protruded in malnutrition. That it happened in a place like Jinlintai was almost unbelievable.
"San-ge," he begins gently, taking one of Jin Guangyao's hands in his own. "You're hurt and you need help. Even I can see that. Please. Let me take care of you."
His brother's temper might be worsening these days and the thought of actually confronting make his stomach churn a little with fear but he's serious. It's obvious that something needs to be done and if Jin Guangyao's sworn brothers won't do anything, then he will.
"I'm not letting anyone hurt you."
If anyone comes, he'll step in front of him if he has to.
"Just and let the doctor treat you. We can talk more about this after he's done."
And maybe that'll give him a little time to formulate a plan.
"O-okay." he said quieting down. He sat through it not meeting their eyes. He was grateful that Da-ge wasn't here to see it. He would probably say he got what he deserved. Er-ge already did so much for him and this was not something he wanted to involve him in.
When the physician was finished he thanked him by name. Watching as he left.
"I'm so sorry for troubling you. I hope you don't get in trouble with Da-ge. I know he's been hard."
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Date: 2022-09-11 02:52 am (UTC)Once he is settled, he looked away.
“Please…I am ashamed of some of these injuries.” He looked down in shame. Once the physician stripped him down the full scope of the damage could be seen. There were marks from what could only be from an iron trap pot singed into his skin. Bruises that looked like a hand shape on his wrist, angry bruising on every part of his torso, some healing but many fresh.
The worst was on his back. The characters for bastard and whore carved in deeply. This was what was bleeding seeping angry red lines down his back. It was his punishment for losing face in such a public way.
He could only look down, too ashamed to meet his eyes.
He thought it would be better after the war was over. Why did he suffer the Wens only to come to the Jins? At least Wen Ruohan treated him like a person.
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Date: 2022-09-11 03:19 am (UTC)Nie Huaisang decides in that moment there's no way he's allowing his friend return to Lanling after this. The oath that binds him to his brother, binds him to himself as well, as indirect as it might be. Jin Guangyao is family and he simply isn't going to stand for any member of his family being treated this way.
"Treat his injuries as if they were my own," he orders the physician without a second thought. "Give him the same quality of care. Leave my brother to me."
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Date: 2022-09-11 03:33 am (UTC)Fat tears rolled down his face, he couldn’t look at anyone, and he bit down on his lip hard. How did his life end up here? He kept up his smile though.
He must be cursed. He trembled under the physicians touch. There were other things wrong with his body, things healing wrong. His ribs protruded in malnutrition. That it happened in a place like Jinlintai was almost unbelievable.
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Date: 2022-09-11 03:46 am (UTC)His brother's temper might be worsening these days and the thought of actually confronting make his stomach churn a little with fear but he's serious. It's obvious that something needs to be done and if Jin Guangyao's sworn brothers won't do anything, then he will.
"I'm not letting anyone hurt you."
If anyone comes, he'll step in front of him if he has to.
"Just and let the doctor treat you. We can talk more about this after he's done."
And maybe that'll give him a little time to formulate a plan.
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Date: 2022-09-11 05:46 am (UTC)When the physician was finished he thanked him by name. Watching as he left.
"I'm so sorry for troubling you. I hope you don't get in trouble with Da-ge. I know he's been hard."