"Intestinal abscess? How could this happen?"
After hearing this, several soldiers in the big tent felt their feet weak and almost fell to the ground.
The so-called intestinal carbuncle is the common appendicitis in later generations.
It only requires a very minor surgery to resolve.
But this is Daqin, an era where even a small case of typhoid fever can kill people, let alone intestinal problems.
It was almost like a death sentence, and he had only a few days to live!
This is why Ying Feiyu wants to improve his medical level!
"Doctor Xia, did you make a wrong diagnosis? Our general has always been in good health, how could he have intestinal carbuncle?"
This result was unacceptable to the soldiers.
"Intestinal abscesses are mostly caused by improper diet, anger, worry, and running around, leading to qi stagnation, blood stasis, and damage to the intestinal collaterals. It has nothing to do with the normal health of the body!"
Xia Wuqie explained briefly.
Even if you are physically strong, you will still get this disease if you are not careful!
"What...what should we do?"
The soldier turned his head and began to wipe away his tears.
"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet...!"
At this moment, Wang Ben endured the pain and spoke again, "Are you afraid of death if you come across the rain of arrows? If you can survive until now, you have already earned a profit!"
"Can……"
"What's wrong? Everyone's life span is determined by how wide it is!"
The soldier wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Wang Ben.
Fallen leaves return to their roots. Since he has a disease like intestinal carbuncle, what he wants to do most at this time is to return to the mansion, see the mansion where he has lived all his life, and see the family around him!
"Doctor Xia, is there nothing we can do? You have to save our general!"
When he said this, the soldiers felt even more sad, and they all knelt down in front of Xia Wuji with a plop.
"Get up, get up...!"
Seeing this situation, Xia Wuqi felt deeply ashamed and hurriedly reached out to help them, "Marquis Tongwu's illness is quite acute, and it is difficult to relieve it even with acupuncture. I apologize for Xia's shallow medical skills!"
"What? Even Divine Doctor Xia can't do anything?"
The soldiers placed all their expectations on him.
If even he says he can't be saved, then their general will have no choice but to die!
"Okay, don't embarrass him, just help me back home quickly!"
Wang Ben held himself up and tried his best to make his condition look better, so as not to worry the soldiers under his command.
"yes!"
The soldiers had no choice but to get up and help Wang Ben to walk outside the tent.
There is a car outside the tent. After getting in the car, you can go straight to the palace.
"No! Your Highness the Crown Prince, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...!"
Just as everyone was helping Wang Ben get on the carriage, Xia Wuji suddenly thought of Ying Feiyu.
He was more accomplished in medicine than them all, and he also saw a treatment method called surgery in medical books.
A person's belly can be cut open, treated and then sutured.
Since His Highness the Prince can compile such teaching materials, he must also perform such an operation and be able to save Tongwu Hou's life!
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
The soldiers' eyes lit up.
"Yes, His Royal Highness is the disciple of the gods. There is really a way to protect everything!"
"That's right, His Majesty was ill and was cured by His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Send someone quickly to find His Highness the Crown Prince...!"
Thinking of this, regardless of whether Wang Bingtong agreed or not, dozens of soldiers got on their horses and said they would find the person in the shortest possible time.
"Oh! I think it's better to forget it!"
Wang Ben shook his head and didn't hold out much hope.
Even Xia Wuji said he was helpless. Now that the boy is here, what can he do?
"General, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we can't give up!"
The soldiers around him disagreed and wanted to help him out of the car until the prince came.
But Wang Ben insisted on returning to the palace. In desperation, the soldiers had to drive the carriage carefully to deliver him to the palace.
Everyone in the mansion was frightened when they saw the pale-faced Empress Wang Ben being supported by the soldiers!
"Master, master, what's wrong with you?"
The old housekeeper ran over quickly, not knowing whether to help or not, for fear that his touch would aggravate Wang Ben's injuries.
"Master, were you injured during military training? I'll go ask the doctor right away!"
The servant started to run, but was stopped by the soldiers who were following him.
"No need, the people following you are all doctors from the Imperial Medical Office!"
What can the doctors in the city do about a disease that even the imperial doctors are helpless to deal with?
Now all hope can only be pinned on His Highness the Crown Prince.
If even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't do anything, then it won't be of any use even if the gods come!
"Imperial physician?"
The servant was stunned.
How seriously injured is the master? Even the imperial doctor came with you?
Immediately afterwards, a large number of soldiers entered the mansion one after another, and the servants suddenly felt that something was wrong!
Until he is critically ill, it is impossible for him to follow so many imperial doctors, let alone so many soldiers to crowd into the palace.
"master……?"
Immediately afterwards, the sound of Mrs. Wang sobbing came from the room.
When Wang Jian heard the commotion, he quickly walked to Wang Ben's bedroom, looked at his pale son, and sighed deeply.
"father……"
After Wang Wan got the news, she rushed over and threw herself on the bed, bursting into tears.
"The Crown Prince is here... The Crown Prince is here!"
A moment later, Ying Feiyu also arrived at the palace.
Accompanying him was Chun Yuyi.
He was holding a huge box in his hand, and no one knew what was inside!
The soldiers took the initiative to make way for them to pass quickly!
"Husband, you must save my dad, save my dad...!"
At this moment, Wang Wan was crying like a tearful person.
Although Wang Jian didn't say anything, he cast his hopeful eyes on Ying Feiyu.
Needless to say, Mrs. Wang didn't speak, but her tears were falling like heavy rain.
Wang Ben is the pillar of this family. If the pillar falls, to her, it would be like the sky has collapsed!
"Wan'er, don't worry, intestinal carbuncle is nothing at all!"
Ying Feiyu's understatement of comfort shocked the entire palace.
Can it be classified as an intestinal carbuncle that is incurable, or is it an intestinal carbuncle that occurs so quickly that even the imperial doctor is helpless, and His Highness the Crown Prince actually says it is nothing?
Is it true that His Royal Highness can be cured?
"Husband, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
Wang Wan blinked her tear-filled eyes and stared at him closely.
"When has this prince ever said empty words?"
Ying Feiyu raised his hand and rubbed her long hair to express comfort.
Then Wang Bi was asked about his symptoms when he became ill and his recent diet and bowel movements.
He also asked Chun Yuyi to do a series of examinations on him, and with Xia Wuji's diagnosis, it was confirmed that it was intestinal carbuncle!
"His Royal Highness, can you really cure intestinal carbuncle?"
Xia Wuji seemed a little unbelievable.
Even though he knew that the only person in the world who could save Tong Wuhou was His Highness the Crown Prince.
But when His Highness the Crown Prince said those relaxing words, he was still shocked beyond measure!
