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Although the imperial doctors of the Imperial Hospital did not have the qualifications of Hua Tuo's life, they were not quack doctors. After treating the wound neatly, they prescribed a prescription to boost Qi and replenish the body for the time being.

Du Lan didn't understand the language of Yong State, even though he didn't want to, he had to have Mu Qianshan translate everything.However, the imperial physicians always seemed to be sighing when they talked with Mu Qianshan, and they all knelt down at every turn, which made Du Lan upset, so he just asked Mu Qianshan what the old men were talking about.

Although Mu Qianshan spoke Turkic, which he was not proficient in, he had no intention of laughing because he heard one of the sentences clearly - at most there are only seven days left.

Du Lan's eyes were about to burst, blood rushed to his head, and he wanted to grab an imperial doctor and ask, what is up to seven days?Although Khan's injury looked more serious and he bled a little more, it didn't stop there.How many battles he had fought with Khan, and how many injuries he had seen were more serious than this, didn't they all survive?Why is this Yong Kingdom a bunch of quack doctors!

Du Lan is an authentic Turkic man, he always does it faster than he thinks, but someone is faster than him, and before he wants to suppress this group of imperial doctors, he stops his hand.

"Don't think that I won't dare to beat you because of Khan's face!" Du Lan glared at Mu Qianshan.

"I told you it would be fine."

Mu Qianshan's eyes were as cold as a sharp knife that had been tempered in the ice for thousands of years, and Du Lan couldn't help but think of it for a moment—he seemed to be a secret guard who killed people without blinking an eye!

How did you have the guts to say that?Du Lan couldn't help sweating from behind.

Mu Qianshan said it once, but he won't say it again. He went straight out, his figure was like a ghost, and he disappeared under the blue sky and white sun in a blink of an eye.

He wasn't running away, but looking for someone—the only person in the world who could save the attachment again.

Near noon, the city of Chang'an was noisy, and on the criss-crossing roads of Dongshifang, there was a medical clinic with a very good business.No matter when you go, there is always a long queue in front of the medical center, and you can't see the end at a glance.The reason why the business is so good is because the owner of this medical center is really a weirdo. He never charges money for medical treatment, and when he meets poor patients, he even sells medicinal materials.As well-known as its kindness, since the clinic opened, it has never seen a patient who could not be cured.

Therefore, although the clinic has only been open for a few months, its owner, who is also a doctor, has already made a name for himself in the capital.

And he is Qin Heng.

Since Qin Heng followed his master's will and practiced medicine to help the world, he has strictly abided by the medical ethics and worked hard.Although he joked with Zhao Xu that he admired the prosperity of Beijing, he was actually busy treating diseases and saving lives, but he never had a good time in Chang'an City for a day.

Today, he still got up early to diagnose patients in the medical hall.

Somewhat strangely, the voices of the people waiting outside the hall were much louder today, as if someone had just barged in.Before he asked the servant boy, he saw a man covered in blood coming to him like a gust of wind.

"Mu, brother Mu?" Qin Heng couldn't help asking in surprise when he saw the person coming.

He first came to the capital and lived in Prince Jin's Mansion for a while, so he was very familiar with Mu Qianshan. Seeing that he was covered in blood, he hurriedly got up and went to look through the medicine box.

"Where are you hurt?"

"It's not my blood." Mu Qianshan put down this sentence, and had no time to explain to him, and said directly: "Follow me."

"Huh?" Qin Heng's movements were delayed, and Mu Qianshan had already held him in this gap, and once he regained consciousness, he was already floating in the sky.

"Brother Mu is so handsome!" Qin Heng couldn't help admiring seeing the endless stream of people below him.

Although his own lightness kung fu is not bad, but Mu Qianshan can fly so fast with a big living person himself, which is good enough.

And Mu Qianshan only responded shallowly, Qin Heng knew what was going on, so he stopped teasing and kept silent with each other.

In less than a stick of incense, the two had arrived at Fuli's temporary residence.

Mu Qianshan took Qin Heng all the way to the attached room, and the imperial physician inside was also busy, decocting medicine and bruising. Seeing that Mu Qianshan brought other doctors, he couldn't help but feel unhappy.But they didn't dare to show it, after all, there was Du Lan staring at them fiercely, probably in his eyes, these imperial doctors like himself were mediocre.

All the imperial physicians gave way to Qin Heng, they were kind on the surface, but in their hearts they all wished that he would say that he couldn't cure him, otherwise he would lose face as an imperial physician.

Qin Heng put down the medicine case, checked Fuli's pulse, and checked his wound, his expression gradually changed from indifferent to serious.

He pulled out a silver needle and pierced deeply into a wound attached to it, but when he pulled it out, it was completely black.

"This poisoner is too vicious." Qin Heng held the silver needle, frowned, and couldn't help sighing.

Mu Qianshan pursed his lips tightly, his stern outline became harder and harder, "Can it be cured?"

Qin Heng threw away the silver needle and went to visit the wound again. After being silent for a long time, he sighed and said, "At most seven days, you should take good care of it."

"But... you are a teacher of the world's number one genius doctor."

As soon as Mu Qianshan's words came out, all the imperial physicians stared at Qin Heng in unison.

Qin Heng smiled wryly, "Even if the family teacher is alive, it can't be cured."

"why?"

"Because the poisoner has not only the most poisonous poison in the world, but also the golden sore medicine with the best curative effect."

Qin Heng shook his head and said, seeing the man's paler face, although he couldn't bear it, he continued: "When the toxin corrodes the acupoints of the whole body and penetrates deep into the bone marrow, the skin and flesh just heal. Now the poison has penetrated into the bone, and after seven days Inside, all the bones in his body will turn into pus and blood."

"Is there no cure for this poison?"

"No."

"No one can cure it?"

"Little students have little talent and little learning, and they are powerless to return to heaven."

Qin Heng still shook his head, feeling the same sorrow in his heart.

He had often seen this young khan come to look for Mu Qianshan before, but Mu Qianshan had never seen him once.Now, the two met in this way...

And he looked at Mu Qianshan, it seemed that he was not ruthless to Khan.

Father, like son.

Why do the infatuated people in this world always wake up when they are in desperate situation?

This eternal remorse, eternal sorrow, just like death, eternally separated between lovers, has become the most hopeless moat.

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In the afternoon, nearly half of the people from the Ministry of Rites came one after another, and Xu Zhao, as the servant of the Ministry of Rites, belonged to the first group to inquire.

After Fuli came back, he never woke up. The famous doctors and imperial physicians in Beijing almost all came here, but nothing helped.Although Xu Zhao's seniority is low, his experience is not shallow. After waiting here for a while, he immediately went back to report to the emperor.

Mu Qianshan just stood in a remote corner of the room, his expression was covered by the shadows, some people who came and went noticed him, some didn't, and no one had the time to ask him if he was related to this Turkic Khan. what relationship.They only know that if the Khan who came from afar can't be cured, at least their black hat will be moved, and at worst, their head will be moved.

What does a person think about when he is silent?This is an interesting question.

Some people meditate on the regrets of the past and regret it, while some plan their future carefully, hiding all the dark tides deep in their hearts.

Mu Qianshan doesn't belong to any of them.

He didn't regret leaving Turkic with Fu, nor regretted leaving him, neither regretted never seeing him again, nor regretted going into danger alone to exchange the lives of Jun Shu and his wife.

In silence, all emotions are gone, there is no joy or sorrow, only the heart is empty, and it hurts dullly when thinking about it.What I thought I had let go of had never been given up, but was just hidden in the depths, unknown to others and not known to myself.

The light gradually dimmed, and there were fewer and fewer people coming and going. The maid brought up a lamp and lit all the candles on the gold cups in the house.

The soft yellow light illuminated the whole room, and there was no one in the shadows.

In the middle of the night, Mu Qianshan returned to the palace.

Jun Shu and Mu Guizhou seemed to have been waiting for him, guarding the door, and when they looked up, they saw two anxious faces.

When Mu Guizhou saw him, he couldn't hold back, the corners of his eyes were glistening, and his voice was like a mosquito, "Is Khan okay?"

At the end of the day, everyone knew about the attachment.Jun and Mu thought about the cause and effect, and almost deduced the reason.It all started out because they neglected to be charmed.

Like children who have done something wrong, the two of them lowered their heads and walked quietly all the way to the kitchen to bring the hot food into Mu Qianshan's room, and then they both went back silently.

There was always no emotion on Mu Qianshan's face, it was always as calm as a mirror lake, without waves.He talked less, seemed to be extremely tired, and only said something that had nothing to do with them when the two were about to go out, so there was no need to feel guilty.

It's the same as what Zhao Xu said.

At night, after the third watch, the lights in Prince Jin's mansion were turned on again——Zhao Xu had returned from the palace.

After Xu Zhao reported Fuli's serious injury in the afternoon, the emperor summoned all the important officials to order a thorough investigation of the matter.At night, the chief physician of the imperial hospital came to face the saint again tremblingly, saying that they were really helpless, and begged His Majesty to forgive their sins.The emperor was furious, and dismissed most of his posts as imperial physicians. He went to the Ministry of Punishments to investigate, but Shi Nanyue was easily found.

Shi Nanyue didn't seem to want to exonerate himself, and committed suicide by taking poison before the officials of the Ministry of Punishment rushed to arrest him.When the emperor knew about this, his face was ashen, and he never expected that it was the favored people around him who caused such a big mess.

He no longer had the heart to ask why Shi Nanyue wanted to kill the Turkic Khan, nor did he want to think why the Turkic Khan really went to the appointment alone. sent back to the Turks intact.

It stands to reason that to capture the thief first capture the king.Turkic and Yongguo have been enemies for generations, the Turkic Khan is about to die, and Yongguo should celebrate with the whole country.But the fact is that today is not what it used to be. In recent years, under the leadership of the new Khan, the Turks have become particularly powerful, and they are no longer the nomads who only burned, killed and looted in the past.

The knowledge of pastoral farming learned from the Han people was applied to the vast oases throughout the Turks.There is no need to plunder food from the people on the border of Yong State, and the Turks already have many of their own logistics granaries.The Turkic people, regardless of gender, grew up on horseback since childhood, and their riding and shooting and combat capabilities are stronger than those of the Yong Kingdom.Not to mention how much the soldiers of both sides have been tempered and experienced in the battle for the merger of the two Turks in the past few years. If you compare it with the soldiers of Yong who have not experienced war for a long time, it is completely incomparable.

Therefore, what made the emperor fearful was that the Turks would take advantage of this incident to provoke a war between the two countries.Although there is no Khan, there is no Ye Hu in the Turkic Kingdom who is not inferior to his Khan!If he knew that his Khan died in the territory of Yong Kingdom, or was killed by the celebrities around him, the peaceful coexistence between the two countries would really become a ridiculous delusion.

However, worries often quickly become reality.In the middle of the night, another fast horse came to report that on the border, Turkic soldiers had already suppressed the border.Although its chief general has been standing still, this momentum is obviously putting pressure on Yongguo—to let them take good care of their Khan.

The emperor had not been involved in political affairs for a long time, but when it happened, it turned out to be such a big event. He was so angry that he sent people to bring Shi Nanyue's body all night. He had hundreds of whips and sticks.

However, the dead are gone, and the living still exist, the most urgent task is how to keep Fu Li's life.It's not limited to this, people have to send them back as they came.

Zhao Xu watched all the developments with cold eyes, knelt down together with all the ministers in the Daming Palace, and waited for the emperor to issue an order.

The aged emperor had no choice but to continue to order to seek a good doctor, and even offered ten thousand taels of gold and a first-rank official salary, just waiting for someone to save Dayong from the fire.

Unlike most of the ministers, Zhao Xu was not worried about the Turkic soldiers coming to the border. He guessed that this was the reason why the Turkic Ye Hu deliberately acted like this after hearing the news, forcing the people of Yong to spend all their efforts to treat the attached people.

He was only worried about whether Fu Li could really get out of danger, and... what would happen to Qian Shan after going through this incident.

When he first met Mu Qianshan, he only regarded him as his loyal confidant, but after getting along with each other these years, time has given them a friendship like blood is thicker than blood.Although Zhao Xu didn't say anything, but what happened, he thought of not only looking for his senior brother, but also looking for Mu Qianshan.

To him, Mu Qianshan is no longer the subordinate who helped him step by step to secure the throne of King Jin in his youth, but, like a senior brother, he has become a brother he can rely on.

Zhao Xu tried his best to think about seeking a doctor, but his thoughts always drifted to Mu Qianshan and Fuli.How are they now?Has Qian Shan really let go of his feelings for Fu Li?Even after going through this incident, Qianshan will never forget him, this will be the pain of his life...

And is Fuli's injury really that serious?No cure?There is no one to save?

Although he put on a cold face towards Fuli, he just blamed him for neglecting Qianshan. In his heart, he not only regarded him as a former partner, but also as a friend.

As a person with good disposition, ability and appearance, very few people don't want to be friends with Fuli.

His thoughts were chaotic and complicated, and Zhao Xu didn't know how he responded to the emperor's question and how he returned to the palace.

Anyway, he has now handed over the burden of supervising the country. It would be good if the crown prince would take care of this kind of thing...