Mei Shuqing took the injured Nangong Yuanyi directly back to Mei Zongzheng's residence. After Mei Zongzheng made an inspection, he was horrified and said: "Why is it so injured?"
Seeing that there were no obvious wounds, Mei Shuqing thought the injury was not serious, but he was worried about the person being unconscious, so he took Nangong Yuanyi directly to Mei Zongzheng's residence.
Xuanyuan Ming didn't get any benefits either. In the end, he saw that Xuanyuan Ming left with understanding. Xuanyuan Ming is the God of War of Cangyi Kingdom. In terms of martial arts and strategy, no one can match him.
Nangong Yuanyi's ability to beat him so hard that he held his stomach and retreated was considered powerful. Mei Shuqing was still worried about Nangong Yuanyi's injury.
Mei Shuqing explained the process of Nangong Yuanyi's injury, and Mei Zongzheng said: "The spleen is ruptured, and the bleeding must be stopped immediately, but the congestion must be removed. I need a helper, you come? My hand is also dislocated, and you don't do this either. You should take care of it first, there are always one or two bones on the battlefield."
Mei Shuqing had a headache when he smelled the medicine. Because he was forced to study medicine since he was a child, he was very repelled. "Yu Wenjing should be here soon. When I brought him in, I called the guards to shout."
Mei Zongzheng shook his head and said nothing more. His son and grandson only liked to wield swords and guns, and had no interest in inheriting his mantle. Mei Zongzheng had no choice but to ask him to find some strong liquor.
Mei Shuqing only ordered the soldiers, and in a moment, several large jars of wine were carried in.
When Yu Wenjing rushed over with An Xiyue in a hurry, he saw Nangong Yuanyi lying on the bed with a pale face.
Yu Wenjing said anxiously: "What's going on? How could Nangong Yuanyi's martial arts be injured so seriously?" He had been surrounded and hunted many times in the past, but he was able to escape unscathed. Who was he facing this time? ?
Mei Shuqing said: "He was injured by Cangyi Kingdom Xuanyuan Ming. The prince's martial arts would not have caused him to be seriously injured. However, the prince was slightly ill at the time and Xuanyuan Ming took advantage of him..."
Yu Wenjing heard Nangong Yuanyi mention this person, but he had never seen him before. He only knew that he was very powerful. Only with this Hades in the Cangyi Kingdom could other countries dare not invade. If in the past when the late emperor was still alive, no one dared to provoke the Northern Dynasty, now that the Cangyi Kingdom is the leading power, naturally no one dares to provoke it. It also originated from the God of War Xuanyuan Ming.
Mei Shuqing added: "You and I have both seen him at Xu Wei's old residence, Wuwei Villa."
Yu Wenjing remembered that both of them couldn't hurt a piece of that man's clothes even if they worked together, so they were very arrogant.
An Xiyue also came in. They were checking the Sixth Prince's injuries at the palace, when soldiers came on horseback, saying that Nangong Yuanyi was unconscious. He couldn't explain clearly, so they asked Young Master Yuwen to come quickly. mean.
Fortunately, she was also very good at riding. She and Yu Wenjing each rode a horse and came over in a matter of seconds.
An Xiyue saw Nangong Yuanyi lying lifeless on the bed for the first time since he met him. His face was as white as a piece of paper and there was no blood at all. An Xiyue's heart was beating loudly, and she was very afraid that Nangong Yuanyi would never see him again. Can't get up.
Although she didn't know who the Bloodthirsty Pluto was, she could tell that he must be a very remarkable person.
There was a faint mist in An Xiyue's eyes, and she just prayed that Nangong Yuanyi would be safe. How could the person who always said that no one should harm her hair have made herself in such a mess?
Mei Zongzheng had already given Nangong Yuanyi some hemostatic medicine, but his spleen was severely injured and needed to be repaired, and two of his ribs were broken and needed to be reattached. These were not difficult for Mei Zongzheng, but because of the ant The poison has not been cleared away and has already damaged the lungs. If the poison is not detoxified, the poisonous blood will attack the heart and it will be difficult to save it.
"Yue'er is here to help. Do you still remember the silver needle compression method I taught you?" Mei Zongzheng asked, "Everyone else, please get out."
An Xiyue quickly put away her strange thoughts and nodded: "Remember."
An Xiyue was very good at using silver needles. When Mei Zongzheng saw it, he felt a little relieved. He couldn't count on his son, grandson, and his granddaughter being gifted in medical skills to have someone to succeed him.
Yu Wenjing said unhappily: "Old man, I also want to stay and help. Nothing can happen to Nangong Yuanyi."
Mei Zongzheng glanced at him and said, "He is poisoned by ant poison. What your Piaomiao Villa is best at is detoxifying, not curing diseases. Are you going to make his poison worse by staying here?"
Yu Wenjing was so scared that he was speechless. At least he could make poison and was very accomplished in detoxification. He had long advised Nangong Yuanyi to detoxify first. It was because he was stubborn. At the foot of Nanshan Mountain was the imperial mausoleum. He If he doesn't want to go, he knows that he would rather die in pain than go. What can he do? The dragon's silk herb is actually a piranha. Although the stamens are an antidote, the dragon's silk grass loses its effect when it leaves the ground, so it must be done in person. Just go.
Yu Wenjing and Mei Shuqing went out obediently and closed the door. They went out for safety reasons to prevent another sneak attack by the Cangyi Kingdom. Mei Zongzheng's medical achievements were even praised by the old man at Piaomiao Villa, so Yu Wenjing naturally believed in him.
An Xiyue was very skilled in fingering. First, he had to press with silver needles to prevent the ant poison from corroding the heart. Only then did Mei Zongzheng take out the tools he had carefully prepared.
Mei Zongzheng first wiped Nangong Yuanyi's body with strong liquor, and then used a knife to make a small incision in his belly. All he saw was bloody flesh and blood. Instantly, blood poured out like pouring water. An Xiyue panicked and panicked. Said: "Should I stop his bleeding first?"
Mei Zongzheng shook his head, "No, these congestions must be removed. If the bleeding is not clean, it will be difficult to recover even if the bleeding is stopped.
An Xiyue had never seen anyone use this method to treat people. Even the imperial doctors at Tai Hospital had to wait and see before they could prescribe the right medicine.
Mei Zongzheng knew that An Xiyue was curious and wanted to teach her, so he said: "This set of tools was left to me by my master. Back then, his healing methods were very strange, but he could always cure them. Until the end, he Pass me this tool set.”
An Xiyue asked curiously: "Then the golden needle blood pricking technique you taught me was also taught by him?"
Mei Zongzheng shook his head, "No, it was passed down from our ancestors."
In a moment, Nangong Yuanyi's wound was taken care of, but An Xiyue felt strange why he had lost so much blood, and now his face looked better. My stomach is not as bulging as before.
Mei Zongzheng used the needle and thread soaked in medicinal wine to suture Nangong Yuanyi, and said softly: "You know how to set bones. There is no break, but the displacement is serious."
An Xiyue replied: "I have learned it, but I haven't practiced it, so I'm afraid it won't work."
Mei Zongzheng encouraged: "There is always a first time for everyone."
An Xiyue saw that Nangong Yuanyi's breath gradually stabilized, but his brows were furrowed tightly. At this time, he must be in pain, being tortured like this.
An Xiyue gritted her teeth and said, "Grandpa, please give me some advice."
Mei Zongzheng's technique was fast and precise, and there was only a crisp click sound, which made Nangong Yuanyi frown again in pain.
