Good! My stupid son finally rebelled!

Surprised words.

Everyone was shocked.

Zhao Mingyou's eyes also sparkled: "Sir, do you have any way to save my son?"

Pfft!

Zhao Mingyou did not hesitate at all, and the senior official of the court knelt down immediately. Although Zhao Mingyou was from the side branch of the Zhao family, he was able to stand firm with the power of his wife's family, the Wu family.

Moreover, Zhao Mingyou had real talent and knowledge, which enabled him to enter the court step by step.

Zhao Kun is their only son, so how could they not feel sorry for him?

"Husband."

Wu Yuexiang's expression changed slightly, and she also knelt down: "Sir, yesterday on the stage, you showed your divine power and shocked the barbarians of Northern Zhou speechless."

"Now."

"You speak like this, I think you must have a way to break the impasse."

"As long as you can save Kun'er, I will reward you handsomely."

Li Huatuo looked at the two men's actions and couldn't help but sigh: "Master Zhao, why are you doing this?"

"Although you are very powerful, you are still a mortal after all."

"How can he defy fate?"

Ling Tian glanced at Li Huatuo in front of him with his cold eyes and said sarcastically, "Divine Doctor Li, you still call yourself the chief of the Imperial Hospital."

"I didn't expect you to be so unskilled in medicine."

"If you can't treat him, can't others treat him?"

"It's really ridiculous."

"No wonder so many Daqian soldiers die from injuries at the border every year."

"It makes sense to group the cowards together."

The humiliating words made Li Huatuo's face turn blue with anger. When had he ever been humiliated like this? "Sir, I miss your impressive performance in the ring yesterday, which shocked the barbarians of Northern Zhou."

"I don't want to argue with you."

"But you are so aggressive, isn't it too arrogant?"

"I believe I have some medical skills."

Li Huatuo said this, but he snorted in his heart: "I thought you were some kind of god, but I didn't expect you were just a mortal."

"Now."

"You are a prominent figure in Daqian, yet you dare to show up here so brazenly? Do you really think the court has no spies?"

Li Huatuo knew that ever since the Crown Prince's rebellion three years ago, Emperor Wu had strengthened the layout of the Kyoto dark web. Now the dark web had been established, covering every corner of Kyoto, and any disturbance would be detected.

Everyone in the court knew about it.

Ling Tian sneered: "You are ridiculous for not being able to let anyone say that your medical skills are not good enough."

"What's the point of just talking?" Li Huatuo deliberately provoked: "If you really have such means, why don't you go in and take a look."

"If you can really bring Mr. Zhao back to life."

"I am willing to carry your shoes for you in this life."

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhao Mingyou: "Lead the way."

"what?"

Zhao Mingyou was still in shock, his face slightly changed: "Sir, please come in."

inside the house.

Zhao Kun only had one breath left, and he looked so weak that he seemed like he would die at any moment. But when he saw Ling Tian, ​​a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"First...sir."

"Is it you?"

Zhao Kun struggled desperately, ignoring the tearing wounds.

"All right."

Ling Tian didn't expect Zhao Kun to be so stubborn. He gently pressed Zhao Kun's shoulder and said, "You shouldn't move now."

"Sir, it's really you."

Zhao Kun was very excited: "I thought I would never see you again in this life."

"No need to say more." Ling Tian comforted, his brows furrowed. The extent of Zhao Kun's injury was more serious than he thought.

The tendons and veins are broken.

The ribs were fried to pieces.

Limbs disabled.

Li Huatuo was able to extend Zhao Kun's life with his own abilities, and he lived up to his title as the chief physician.

"Sir, why are you silent?" Li Huatuo asked provocatively, "Did you exaggerate?"

Zhao Mingyou also became nervous: "Sir, my son's health..."

"Father."

Zhao Kun smiled with relief: "I'm fine. Sir, you can come to see me today, so I can die without regrets."

"You..." Zhao Mingyou felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"All right."

Ling Tian waved his hand: "Why be so pessimistic? This is just a minor injury, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Sir, you can heal it." Zhao Kun's eyes were bright.

"What's so difficult about this?" Ling Tian consoled him, "Although you lost yesterday, you didn't bring shame to Daqian, nor did you bring shame to your parents."

"Not even embarrassing yourself."

"If not, why would I care whether you live or die?"

Ling Tian spoke passionately, but Zhao Mingyou was in tears, and Wu Yuexiang was also wiping away tears. No one knew Zhao Kun better than them.

Li Huatuo frowned: "Sir, do you really want to continue the treatment?"

"What else?" Ling Tian said, "You are not afraid."

"Of course not." Li Huatuo said, "Sir, it was only with the help of acupuncture and medicine that I was able to keep Mr. Zhao alive."

"Once you break this balance, Master Zhao will be killed immediately."

Li Huatuo almost shouted at the end of his speech. Zhao Mingyou's expression changed slightly and his eyes hesitated: "Sir, you..."

"You don't believe me." Ling Tian whispered. Zhao Mingyou shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, I don't mean that. It's just that my son..."

"Father."

Zhao Kun said decisively: "I believe you, sir. Even if I really have to die, I am not afraid."

"I would rather die than live in this broken body."

"Kun'er."

Wu Yuexiang was a mother after all, and she burst into tears.

"Mother." Zhao Kun said resolutely: "I believe in you, sir."

Li Huatuo was about to speak, but Zhao Kun interrupted him: "Dr. Li, thank you for extending my life till now."

"If it weren't for you, I would have perished long ago."

"But as the son of Zhao Mingyou, I don't want to be disabled."

“That is the greatest humiliation for me.”

"I'm willing to trust you, sir, and give it a try."

Li Huatuo didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh helplessly: "Prepare for the funeral."

Ling Tian glanced at Zhao Kun with admiration: "This guy has a strong personality, why is he regarded as a waste in the eyes of outsiders?"

"Could it be that he is also trying to hide and disguise himself?"

Zhao Kun whispered, "Sir, please give it a try. Even if you die, Zhao Kun will have no regrets."

"He's a man."

Ling Tian praised: "Then you have to hold on from now on."

"It's going to be painful."

"Don't worry, sir." Zhao Kun said, "Nothing is more frightening than death."

"it is good."

Ling Tian waved his long sleeves, and a string of slender silver needles appeared under his robe. The brand new silver needles sparkled brightly under the dim light.

Silver needle?

Li Huatuo angrily rebuked: "This is nonsense. I have already given you acupuncture. If you continue to give me acupuncture, it will mess up my acupuncture method. Then this person will be trapped in his last breath."

"It will disperse."

"Qi San!"

"Death."

"Shut up."

Ling Tian glared at Li Huatuo and said, "How dare you talk about acupuncture? Judging from Zhao Kun's expression, you must be using the Four Symbols Silver Needles to help him survive."

“It’s a good choice though.”

"But the Four-Elephant Silver Needle is only an entry-level acupuncture technique."

"You..." Li Huatuo's eyes widened: "Do you know the Four-Elephant Acupuncture Method?"

"Are you surprised?" Ling Tian chuckled, "As the chief of the Daqian Imperial Hospital, you should know a kind of acupuncture method."

"Named."

"Fuxi!"

"Nine needles!"