Chapter 159 Distrust

Style: Historical Author: Scholar Who Walks the NightWords: 1565Update Time: 24/01/11 17:26:53
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"Your Majesty, do you want to leave it to this person for treatment?"

"Your Majesty, this is not a child's play, please think twice!"

The eight Long Yin Guards guarding the seriously ill old man spoke out one after another. Although they could not see the expressions under their azure masks, they could clearly feel a trace of anger.

The Longyin Guards have been exclusively owned by the emperor since the Great Xia Dynasty, and most of the current Longyin Guards were left over from the late emperor's period and are loyal to the late emperor.

Now that the seriously ill old man was involved in the truth about the late emperor's death, they would not trust others easily. Even Xuanyuan Jing, they could not help but question Xuanyuan Jing's choice.

In their eyes, Zhao Wujiang was very young and had no other merits except a handsome face. How could Zhao Wujiang be responsible for such a major task of treating an old man? There should be those with superb medical skills from Tai Hospital!

Jia Jiujiu was also among the eight Long Yin Guards. Although he knew that Zhao Wujiang was the emperor's confidant, the matter involved so much now that he could only remain silent.

"Zhao Wujiang is my confidant!" The empress was furious. She was not angry at Long Yinwei's refutation of her choice. In her opinion, this was Long Yinwei's loyalty. She was angry that Long Yinwei might have questioned her because of his doubts. The opportunity for treatment of the elderly was missed.

The eight Long Yin Guards were stunned. Although they had heard from Jiajiu that the emperor had a confidant, they did not expect that the confidant was actually Zhao Wujiang in front of them.

In their opinion, their confidants should at least be people with deep and powerful plans in the city, and most of these people are old people.

"Your Majesty! Your confidant!" A Long Yin Guard clasped his fists and first saluted the First Empress and Zhao Wujiang before retorting:

"This man's life hangs by a thread, and he is forcibly hung by our true energy. It's not that Jia Shiba doesn't trust his confidant, but that to heal this man, he needs extremely high medical skills.

My confidant is young and promising, but he is somewhat obsessed with medical skills. Furthermore, even if there is abuse, how deep can it be? Can this person be cured?

Once the success falls short, the mystery of the late emperor's death may remain here forever!

I hope that the emperor and his confidants will think twice and quickly ask people from the Imperial Hospital to come and treat me. "

"Old slaves also believe that this matter should not be done lightly. This matter is of great importance. Please forgive me for being disrespectful. Even if the emperor wants to punish you afterwards, I will be willing to accept it!" Another Longlong Hidden Guard Station He came out and echoed what Jia Shiba said.

"You..." The empress was extremely angry and waved her sleeves fiercely:

"Zhao Wujiang's medical skills are superb, and he is not weaker than Sun Yiku in the slightest. Now that Sun Yiku is dead, he is the only one who can cure him in the imperial city of Nuo Da!"

After hearing this, the Longyin Guards still did not remove the blockade on Zhao Wujiang's progress. They only thought that the emperor had too much trust in Zhao Wujiang. As the saying goes, one cannot act without words. This Zhao Wujiang is too young. He doesn't look like someone with superb medical skills at all.

Zhao Wujiang took a long breath, looked majestic, and shouted:

"You are delaying treatment!

No matter how long you can hang him with your true energy now, how long can you hold him there?

By then, the time for treatment has passed, and even gods coming down to earth will be of no help!

You are the sinners of Daxia and will be ashamed of your late emperor! "

Jia Shiba still retorted:

"If there is no one in the imperial city, go to the King of Medicine Sun Sihao, or go to the miracle doctor Zhang Yu. They will rush to Kyoto in three or four days. The old slaves can use Zhenqi to force him to death!"

"The King of Medicine has retired to seclusion. Whether he can come out of the mountain or not is still a question! Can you find the miracle doctor who travels the rivers and lakes to save all living beings?" Zhao Wujiang's tone became cold:

"Move two feet! Let me check the condition!"

Long Yinwei's footsteps trembled slightly, but he still refused to let go, his powerful Qi locked on Zhao Wujiang.

"Get out of the way!" the empress roared.

The Long Yin guards hesitated, and finally gave way two feet, allowing Zhao Wujiang to get closer to the old man.

Zhao Wujiang stood a foot away and looked at the old man. The old man's face was like gold paper, and there was a smell of blood that had condensed and deteriorated over time, and his breathing was extremely weak.

"If this old man continues like this, he will die in three to five days, or in one or two days." He said seriously:

"Your true energy is too strong. Although you are risking your life, you are also depleting his heart. Especially when he is in a coma, the functions in his body run passively and the damage to his heart is accelerated.

If you get out of the way again, I want to take a pulse!

If it can be saved, you and I will talk about it!

If you can't save it, you have no choice but to ask the Medicine King or the Miracle Doctor to try..."

The Long Yin guards sighed deeply and slowly stepped aside, but their tyrannical aura was already locked onto Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang knelt down and pinched the unconscious old man's wrist. His hands were cold. It was obvious that the old man's physical condition was extremely weak.

He took his pulse slowly, closed his eyes and felt the pulse, and said in a deep voice:

"Silence! Slow down your breathing!"

Long Yinwei's eyes flickered. At this moment, Zhao Wujiang had the arrogance and confidence of a man with superb medical skills. They adjusted their breathing for a moment and held their breath attentively.

The empress also hurriedly stepped back and stood far away. She did not have the tyrannical cultivation of Long Yinwei, so she could only stand far away to make her breathing quieter.

The room was silent for a moment, and only everyone could hear their own heartbeats.