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For several days in a row, Zhou Wu was pulled by Zai Hongfei to learn more about surgical procedures.

Zhou Wu barely managed to get by thanks to his extremely limited understanding of medicine. Fortunately, Zai Hongfei had a high aptitude for medicine and was able to apply his knowledge to other situations.

Zai Hongfei is now completely immersed in the world of surgery. At Zhou Wu's suggestion, Zai Hongfei has begun to conduct experiments on small animals.

However, several experiments ended in failure, which surprised Zai Hongfei and even made him doubt his medical skills.

. . . . . .

Zai Hongfei, who never drinks alcohol, actually drank today.

"Feifei, what's wrong with you?"

"Sir, do you think I lack the talent to study medicine?"

"Who said that? If you don't have a talent for medicine, then probably no one in this world would dare to call themselves a doctor."

"Then why haven't any of the surgical procedures you taught me been successful?"

So that's where the root of the problem lies.

Tell me in detail.

Previously, Zhou Wu was forced to communicate with Zai Hongfei about medical techniques, but this time Zhou Wu was completely moved by Zai Hongfei's persistence. Although he was also a novice, he still hoped to help him.

“After each suturing, the animals are fine at first, but after a few days, their wounds start to show problems, such as redness, swelling, pus discharge, or ulceration.”

"Take me to your operating room."

Zhou Wu had a general idea of ​​the reason, but to make sure his judgment was correct, he decided to go to the operating room to take a look.

The operating room is still the same operating room; nothing has changed.

"Let me see your tools."

"okay."

Zai Hongfei took out a box from a corner of the operating room. When the box was opened, Zhou Wu was shocked.

"You used this for the surgery?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

Faced with Zai Hongfei's sincere question, Zhou Wu was speechless for a moment. In the end, it was not Zai Hongfei's fault, but his own fault for not explaining clearly.

This box contains miniature versions of knives, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks, making it hard to associate these items with surgery.

"You use these for surgery?"

"That's right, I specially asked Jiang the blacksmith at the village entrance to make this. How can this not be acceptable?"

If Zai Hongfei hadn't pointed it out, Zhou Wu would have thought this was a chicken-killing kit. The disinfection they talked about last time didn't seem to have been done; no wonder all the experimental animals died in the end.

"Feifei, take a break from your experiments for the next few days. I need to prepare some things."

"it is good."

Zhou Wu decided to take action personally, which naturally made Zai Hongfei very happy.

. . . . . . . .

After leaving the operating room, Zhou Wu went directly to the distillery.

"My lord, why have you come in person?"

Tang Yuan is the person in charge of the Niujia Town Distillery.

During the famine, he ended up in Niujia Village. Because he had worked at another winery, he was appointed as the person in charge of the winery by Master Niu.

"I need you to get me some alcohol."

"Alcohol? What is alcohol?"

Tang Yuan had worked in other distilleries for many years, including his previous experience, but this was the first time he had ever heard of alcohol.

"It's a wine with higher purity."

Seeing the other person's blank expression, Zhou Wu gave a brief explanation.

"Sir, our Niu Lan Shan is already the purest liquor on the market right now."

"This won't do, it's far from enough, I need something even better."

"Sir, how can we increase the purity?"

"If you distill it a few more times, it should be about ready. It won't be much; make a small batch now, and I'll come pick it up in a couple of days."

"Yes, my lord."

If you just distill it a few more times, it's quite simple; you can actually make it on the same day.

After leaving the distillery, Zhou Wu went directly to Jiang the blacksmith's shop.

"My lord, it's been a long time since you've come."

"I just thought of you first when I was thinking about getting something done."

Zhou Wu's polite remark made Jiang the blacksmith so happy he couldn't stop smiling.

"Sir, what do you need? The shop just acquired some good materials."

"Really? Well, I've come at just the right time."

In fact, all Zhou Wu needed was a set of surgical tools. The materials were not many, and the workmanship was not complicated. However, because the scalpel, tweezers, scissors, and the like needed to be very sharp and precise, the effort required was no less than that of crafting a blade.

Zhou Wu told Jiang the blacksmith about his needs, and Jiang the blacksmith frowned.

"My lord, the Valley Master Zai of Medicine King Valley also wanted to forge a set of small weapons a while ago, but yours is even smaller than his and the requirements are even higher. What, my lord, have you been practicing hidden weapon skills with Valley Master Zai recently?"

"Hehe, what hidden weapon? This is something for saving lives."

The idea that hidden weapons could save lives was something Jiang the blacksmith had never heard of before in his long life. However, he was just a blacksmith and only needed to follow instructions.

"Alright, sir, come back in three days to pick up the goods."

"Alright, three days it is."

Although three days is short, due to an unexpected event, Zhou Wu still did not live to see it.

The Crown Princess of the capital sent a secret letter, requesting that Zhou Wu open it personally.

Zhou Wu was filled with doubts as to why it was a secret letter from the Crown Princess. However, after he opened the letter and read it, he lost his usual composure.

"Someone, pack your things, we're ready to depart for the capital."

"promise."

In a moment of extreme urgency, Zhou Wu, traveling light, boarded a ship and set off for the capital.

"Why are you in such a hurry, my husband?"

Li Baiwei hadn't packed anything when she was taken onto the ship.

"The Crown Prince is injured."

The Crown Princess's letter stated that the Crown Prince had fallen from his horse and injured his foot. It had been a month, and the imperial physicians were at a loss. Although his life was not in danger, Li Junren was still limping.

In which dynasty or era would the heir to the throne be a cripple? Therefore, Li Junren's position as crown prince is most likely to be lost. Many of the crown prince's original supporters have now jumped to the camp of the fourth prince, Li Zheng. The fickleness of human nature is on full display.

After suffering such a blow, the crown prince also became despondent and spent his days drinking, a stark contrast to the gentle and refined crown prince he had been before.

It was only after seeing the Crown Prince's condition that the Crown Princess, with a "nothing to lose" attitude, sought out Zhou Wu.

. . . . . . . . .

During the journey, Zhou Wu kept thinking about this matter. There are no small matters in the royal family. The Crown Prince actually fell off his horse and became lame. Moreover, according to the time mentioned by the Crown Princess, it was exactly when the Fourth Prince Li Zheng returned. Isn't all of this too coincidental?

"Is the Fourth Prince really that impatient?"

The ambition of the Fourth Prince Li Zheng was known even to local officials like An, who were thousands of miles away, let alone the high-ranking officials in the capital. Zhou Wu even suspected that Li Tiancheng might really be planning to replace the Crown Prince.