Time passed by, and the atmosphere in the bedroom was dull and depressing. One and a half bottles of glucose had been lost. Two nurses were rubbing alcohol on the handsome man's forehead, arms, and calves to lower his body temperature!
After the heavy rain in the Tongzhou fodder yard, Marshal Zeng had a low-grade fever. This coma was also closely related to the fever!
Other officials of the Hunan Army in the courtyard had been agitated several times. They really didn't know whether this infusion treatment would be effective, and some even said deviant words.
The old farmer still firmly supported Xiao Letian. He went out and suppressed him several times to prevent Marshal Zeng's direct descendants from causing trouble. However, he himself was extremely nervous and asked the medical staff from time to time.
"Be patient, the situation should be on the bright side... The commander's body temperature has dropped now, and his breathing is heavier and stronger than before!"
"If you don't believe me, you can take a pulse and see if the pulse is stronger than before? This is all a good development..."
"But you ask me when I will wake up? It's hard for me to say. After all, you know the handsome man's body and bones better than we do... We still need to make preparations!"
Time flew by, and Xiao Letian sat there from morning until about four o'clock in the afternoon. During this period of more than seven hours, he relied entirely on strong tea!
The accompanying personnel advised Xiao Letian to go back and wait, but the head of state just shook his head unmoved!
No one can understand the relationship between Xiao Letian and Marshal Zeng. The hidden dragon is always lonely because he is very rare. It is so rare that two hidden dragons can meet together and have the same tacit understanding!
It’s hard to find a close friend, it’s hard to find a close friend!
Xiao Letian stretched out his hand to hold Marshal Zeng's hand, lowered his head and murmured to himself, "Old Zeng! Are you really unwilling to see me again? Even if you want to leave, you still have to leave a few words for so many people. !”
"Everyone in the world thinks that I am so powerful and have achieved such great achievements! But I know you... Without you to stabilize these Tartars within the Qing Dynasty, how would I have any room for maneuver in the past few years!"
"Are you really willing to leave without saying a word?"
This is a world where miracles still exist, and the human spiritual power is enough to reach the sky!
When the night fell and the hour hand pointed to six o'clock, Marshal Zeng, who had been in a coma for two and a half days, slowly moved his lips under the nourishment of three large bottles of glucose water!
"Ah! The commander is awake! The commander wants to speak..."
"Quickly...wipe your mouth with wet cotton, moisten your throat with water little by little, don't take a big gulp..."
"People in the house spread out and the windows are opened for some fresh air!"
Zeng Guofan woke up, and the first face he saw after opening his eyes was Xiao Letian's anxious expression, "Ah... Xiao... I have been asleep... for how long..."
"Let the handsome man lean up a little and lean his back on a softer pillow... Is the millet porridge cooked outside ready? Don't want any grains of rice, just a bowl of the thickest rice soup..."
Zeng Guofan's illness was actually a symptom of exhaustion. He was already quite old when he formed the Hunan Army. Facing the already powerful Taiping Army, the Hunan Army fought very hard!
Not only that, as the first Han warlord to rise in the Manchu and Qing court, the pressure from the conspiracy behind him was even more terrifying. He even had to allocate 60% of his energy to deal with the hidden arrows behind him!
Due to the heavy pressure and the lack of recuperation in the military camp, his body was getting weaker and weaker. There were many diagnostic methods from Chinese medicine, but the final result of the Western medicine doctor sent by Xiao Letian was very clear!
Long-term coughing and asthma are caused by chronic emphysema. Paralysis of the limbs also means symptoms of stroke and blood clots. Shortness of breath, chest tightness, and heart palpitations are the precursors of coronary heart disease!
Frequent darkening and coma in front of the eyes prove that the blood pressure is seriously unstable and fluctuates high and low!
Xiao Letian is very familiar with these diseases. They were basically the most common chronic diseases in his previous life, and they have almost become a social problem! In the final analysis, the reason is caused by excessive work pressure, irregular life, and serious overthinking!
There is no cure, this is a disease caused by exhaustion!
Terminal disease is also a chronic disease. As long as you rescue the person and provide them with food and nutrition, it will be fine for a short period of time!
Half a bowl of golden and sticky rice porridge went into his stomach. Dashuai Zeng's face gradually turned rosy. He leaned on the bed and looked at the strange infusion equipment with a smile on his face!
"It's so interesting that you can actually treat diseases like this... You can always bring me something new. It's great to be young!"
Xiao Letian tucked the corner of Marshal Zeng's quilt, "Commander, don't worry about it, rest for a while, sleep for a while..."
"Haha...why are you still sleeping! I don't have a few days left to live. I just saw the person taking me away. If you hadn't called me, I would have left!"
"But thinking about it, I haven't said goodbye to you yet... What should I do? I discussed it with the person who picked me up and asked me to go back and explain a few words..."
"Stop talking...Stop talking, Commander..." Xiao Letian's eyes turned red and he quickly stopped the Commander from saying such unlucky words.
Zeng Guofan turned to look at the old farmer, "You invite everyone in the house to leave, and then you guard the door and don't allow anyone to come in... I want to have a few words with Xiao Letian alone!"
The old farmer wiped his tears, saluted and went out. The doctor and trusted officials in the room all went out together. He was guarding the door of the bedroom like a door god.
Looking at Marshal Xiao Letian, he smiled, "When I fell asleep just now... I dreamed of many, many people, all of whom were my colleagues and brothers who died before me!"
"Those faces! They are really vivid and lively. I can call every one of them by name, even if it is just a soldier back then!"
"There are so many, so many... They came to pick me up. Congratulations to me for cultivating in this world. It's finally time to seal the coffin!"
"Xiao Letian! I'll see you again when I come back... Actually, I just want to ask you, who am I? Am I a loyal minister? Or a treacherous minister?"
"What will future generations think of me? Do you think I will be infamy for eternity?"
Xiao Letian waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about? Commander, you have made great contributions to the country, and the history books of future generations will remember it!"
"Haha... You have merit? I can't see it... I have long hair and a title called Zeng Shatou. I killed many Han people in Jiangnan!"
"I'm afraid that future generations of Han people will be interested in digging up my ancestral graves. Will they say good things about me?"
"The Manchus won't say anything good about me, because I was indeed the first person to recruit Han warlords in the Qing Dynasty... Starting from me, the Han people finally came into contact with military power!"
"Will the Manchus say good things about me? I'm afraid they will have to dig up my ancestral graves!"
"Now they are afraid of the four to five million tiger tigers in my hands... so they have restrained themselves. But after a few decades, these tiger tigers will also grow old and die..."
"The once-prominent Hunan Army Group was blown away by the rain and wind... By that time, they will not let them scold me, dig up my grave and whip my corpse!"
"Don't you think so! You and I are the same kind of people, so why bother saying nice words to comfort me!"
