Wen Tianxiang, wearing a sanitary robe with only his eyes exposed, boarded the carriage that served as the disinfection room.
In the middle of the spacious carriage, a stretcher bed had been installed. Wen Yi lay quietly on it, with dozens of silver needles inserted in various parts of his body, and his chest rose and fell slowly and steadily.
Doctor Bai saw Wen Tianxiang coming in and said softly, "My father's current condition is very optimistic, but he needs to be nursed back to health after surgery and requires specific environmental conditions, so he has to be sent to Xincheng Military Hospital..."
Smelling the strong smell of alcohol and medicine in the car, Wen Tianxiang nodded, "Thank you, doctor, your highness has told me, I understand."
Perhaps hearing his son's voice, Wen Yi blinked his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, and whispered softly, "Yun Sun?"
Wen Tianxiang was overjoyed, "Dad, the baby is here, how do you feel now?"
"Wait a mininute."
Doctor Bai used a pump to feed Wen Yi some warm sugar water, "Okay, we can talk for a while, but don't take too long."
Wen Yi subconsciously licked her lips, her eyes became brighter, and she smiled, "I'm fine, I don't feel pain anymore, I'm just a little weak."
The silver needles on his body not only stabilized his physical condition, but also had analgesic effect.
"Very good, very good. You are safe and sound. My mother and children can finally rest assured."
Wen Tianxiang was like a child at this time, holding his father's hand, his eyes were red and his voice was choked with sobs.
"How can a dignified man behave like a child? Remember, if the sky falls, you will not be alarmed, and everything will change. This is the true nature of a man!"
Wen Yi feigned anger and scolded his son, completely forgetting that he was rolling in pain.
"The child needs to be taught, daddy must not get angry." Wen Tianxiang tried hard to contain his excitement.
Then Wen Yi laughed at herself and sighed, "I clearly saw Lord Yama waving to me before, but I didn't expect that I could turn danger into good fortune and save my life..."
Doctor Bai next to him couldn't help but add with a smile, "Professor Wen must be dazzled. What you see is not the Lord of Hell, but His Highness the King of Yan."
Wen Tianxiang couldn't help being amused, "Although the imperial doctor was joking, it still makes sense. If it weren't for His Highness King Yan this time, the Han family would have no choice but to sit in sleepy city, helpless."
"His Royal Highness King Yan... is such a magical person."
Wen Yi was a traditional scholar. He had no good impression of King Yan before and thought that his behavior was too inconsistent with Confucian ideals.
Wen Tianxiang was naturally well aware of his father's thoughts. He used to be quite dissatisfied with King Yan himself, but these days of contact allowed him to see a more real King Yan up close, and he gradually developed a different understanding of him. Little change.
"Dad, His Highness King Yan once said something. He said that experience and tradition can prevent people from going astray, but if we completely rely on the rules set by our predecessors, we will be complacent, because things in the world are constantly developing and things are constantly happening. With new things and new situations, we cannot blindly apply previous rules, but should keep pace with the times and bravely explore."
After hearing this, Wen Yi couldn't help but fall into thought. She frowned and murmured, "Advance with the times...be brave enough to explore..."
Seeing that the father and son were still having a serious discussion, Dr. Bai couldn't laugh or cry, "You...have you forgotten that Professor Wen is still a patient? It's not appropriate to worry about it. It's okay. It's not too late to think about other things after you recover."
"Uh, thank you, Imperial Doctor, for reminding me. I was negligent." Wen Tianxiang bowed his hands to Imperial Physician Bai, and then said goodbye to Wen Yi, "Dad, please take a good rest. The child will get off the car first."
Wen Yi raised her chin slightly, "Go ahead, go ahead."
As soon as they got off the carriage, Mrs. Wen Zeng and her three sisters surrounded Wen Tianxiang, eagerly asking about Wen Yi's situation.
Wen Tianxiang took off his outer robe and said with a smile, "My father is doing well. He also talked to me for a long time. He is in good spirits. If he rests for a few days, he will recover as before."
"Thank God! Finally, there is no danger. Our family is now sunny after the rain..." Mrs. Wen Zeng clasped her hands together, overjoyed.
The three sisters were all smiling. Wen Yisun even tugged at the hem of my mother's clothes and said, "Mom, it is His Highness King Yan who should be thanked by our family."
"Just the same, aren't the officials and His Highness the world of our Song Dynasty?" Mrs. Wen Zeng said very naturally, and she really thought so in her heart at this time.
Although Wen Tianxiang felt that his mother's words were a bit excessive, he did not express any objection.
Then he saw Qin Duan, who was sitting on the carriage shaft, leaning there and resting. His face was full of exhaustion. He must have been exhausted. He had not even changed out of the robe he wore during the operation.
The blood stains all over his body were the same as when he was skinned at the execution ground that day, but Wen Tianxiang no longer felt that he was hideous and terrifying at this time.
Wen Tianxiang walked over, straightened his clothes, and bowed solemnly to Qin Duan, "Mr. Qin restored his youth with his wonderful hand and saved my father from danger. Wen Tianxiang sincerely thanks him. It was Tianxiang's pedantic opinion before that misunderstood him. I hope you will not take it to heart."
Qin Duan opened his eyes, slipped down from the carriage, and waved his hands repeatedly, "I can't help it. You are the number one scholar. How can I bear such a great gift? It's my duty to save people, and it's not worthy of the number one scholar." For such a compliment, I should thank you as well as His Highness. This surgical skill is only possible through His Highness's guidance to my master."
His Royal Highness King Yan is indeed proficient in medical skills. I don’t know how he has so many magical abilities at such a young age.
Wen Tianxiang sighed in his heart, and looked at Qin Duan sincerely, "I will naturally keep your highness's great kindness in my heart, and my husband's kindness will also not be forgotten. I sincerely make friends with you, and I hope you will not give up."
"This... of course I want to be friends with the Number One Scholar, but please stop calling me husband. I'm only eighteen, even younger than you..." Qin Duan scratched his head in embarrassment.
Wen Tianxiang laughed, "Yes, it seems a bit harsh. Don't call me Zhuangyuanlang. How about we match each other's names?"
"That's good. Brother Song Rui, just call me back to life."
"Resurrection?"
"Yes, His Highness named me and gave me the nickname, Qin Duan, Qin Fusheng."
"Broken...resurrected...His Highness is truly a genius at making Ten Fragrance Poems, and even his name can achieve such profound artistic conception..."
"I don't have much knowledge, but I don't understand this. I just think it sounds good. By the way, His Highness also gave me a pair at the beginning. It sounds very exciting..."
The two of them chatted familiarly like old friends.
At this time, there were still many melon-eating people outside the yard, and they were all surprised to see this scene.
"Wen Zhuangyuan is the Wenquxing who came down to earth, how can he bow to a sloppy boy and still have a pleasant conversation with him..."
"What a sloppy boy, don't you know him? He was the one who skinned people alive."
"Hiss... there is no reason for No. 1 Scholar to associate with such a vicious god."
"Hey, he can not only peel skin, he also cured Qin Juren who was disemboweled, so someone gave him the nickname, the spicy ghost doctor, who can make people live, die, and make people alive. It’s better to die!”
"So, it's not like he saved Master Wen Zhuangyuan, right!?"
"It looks like it shouldn't be bad, tsk tsk. It can even cure the incurable diseases judged by Divine Doctor Liu. It seems that the ghost doctor is more powerful."
"Oh, won't the great reputation of Divine Doctor Liu be ruined in one day?"
"That's really a bad night..."
Liu Yishou was still here, listening to the comments of others and feeling the ridiculing looks on his face, his face turning blue and white.
As the people watching came and went and exchanged various information, he had vaguely guessed the identity of King Yan. He was still very scared at first. Who dared him to ask King Yan to kowtow to him in the bet?
But slowly he felt that he was not guilty of not knowing. At worst, he just didn't need to bet after winning. King Yan couldn't just bully a well-respected and famous doctor.
People with superb medical skills are universally respected no matter what era they are in. Even the emperor will not easily deal with a famous doctor with unique skills. After all, everyone can get sick, and Boss Cao is a lesson learned from the past.
On the contrary, if he makes a mistake in judgment, it means that he is a quack, his reputation will be ruined, and King Yan will have no scruples in dealing with him.
Because he had absolute confidence in his medical skills, Liu Yishou decided to wait for the final result, but now the public's comments made him feel on pins and needles.
So he yelled uncontrollably, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. My diagnosis is absolutely wrong. No one can save Father Wen from this disease. I dare to conclude that he has at most three days to live, and he will never live more than three days." Day! Doctor Chu, do you think so!?"
Dr. Chu is well-known in Lin'an, but he doesn't want to fall into such a quagmire, so he hesitates, "This..."
Liu grabbed his hand and said solemnly, "Doctor Chu, as a medical practitioner, medical ethics is the first priority. Please tell the truth about your diagnosis!"
Doctor Chu had no choice but to say with a slumped face, "Judging from Chu's diagnosis, it is indeed consistent with Senior Liu's, but there is something out there..."
"Okay! No need to say anything else!" Liu Yishou interrupted what he was saying and shouted to the crowd, "You heard it, everyone heard it, my diagnosis will not be wrong!"
After saying this, the people watching began to sway again, feeling that they should still believe Doctor Liu. After all, he had been famous for decades and had never made any mistakes before.
At this time, Wen Tianxiang walked out of the yard and bowed to the crowd, "My father is ill, and I am really grateful to all the neighbors for caring about me. Fortunately, after treatment, my father has eliminated the root cause of the disease, but he still needs to rest. I hope you can understand me. Don't make any noise, it's getting late now, everyone, please go home and come back another day to express thanks to all your kind neighbors."
"You're welcome, No. 1 Scholar, we'll leave now..."
"You are worthy of being a Wenquxing. What you say is pleasing to the ears. Leave it alone. Leave it alone."
Seeing that the people were about to leave, Liu Yishou became anxious, "Wait! Wait a minute..."
Then he walked up to Wen Tianxiang and said, "No. 1 Scholar, I am certainly unkind, but how can you make false claims and deceive others?"
Wen Tianxiang frowned, "What does Dr. Liu mean by this!? When did Wen lie to others?"
In order to protect his reputation, Liu Yishou was already a little confused, "Let's put it this way, it's not that I want to curse your father, but that his illness is incurable and destiny cannot be violated. Please recognize the fact clearly. Mo Are you deceiving yourself and others, saying that the root cause of the disease has been eliminated? How is this possible!? Not to mention that he is terminally ill, even if there is still time to treat him, it will take at least seven or eight days to eliminate the lesions. If he can do it in just a few hours, wouldn't it be a world-wide disaster? What a joke!?"
Wen Tianxiang looked at the self-righteous old man in front of him and felt really angry, but he didn't beat him or scold him. He smiled bitterly and said, "Doctor Liu, you can't save my father, and Wen doesn't mean to blame him, but why do you think you can't do it?" What can others not do?"
"Just because I have been practicing medicine for decades, I have never made a mistake!" Liu Yishou was very stubborn and said through gritted teeth, "This is a matter of my reputation, and there must be no room for ambiguity! Today, unless you confess the truth to everyone, I will not give up!"
"What Wen said is true."
Wen Tianxiang felt a little numb, and suddenly remembered what King Yan said. The more ignorant a person is, the more he thinks that what he knows is the truth, and the harder it is to accept the truth and disagreements that are beyond his understanding.
Sure enough, Liu Yishou became even more irritable, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Wen Tianxiang immediately turned cold and said, "That's it. It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Please leave now and don't disturb my father's rest."
"If we don't get the result, I will never leave, even if I am beaten to death!" Liu Yishou said in a sonorous tone with a firm face.
"What's there to argue about..." Zhao Mengqi walked out unsteadily, glanced at Liu Yishou, and shook his head, "I've lived a long time, why am I not clear at all? Forget it, since I don't see the coffin. I’m crying, then I’ll give you a chance to see the patient by yourself…well, Dr. Chu, let’s go too.”
Afterwards, Liu Yishou and Dr. Chu put on sanitary robes and entered the carriage. It took more than a quarter of an hour before they got off.
Liu Yishou, who had his robe taken off, had blank eyes and kept mumbling, "How is this possible... How is this possible..."
Doctor Chu's eyes were full of shock, as if he had just seen a ghost. He came back to his senses after hearing the people's questioning, and exclaimed, "It's really cured, and the root cause of the disease has been completely removed! It's really amazing. It's like Hua Tuo has come back to life, Bian." The magpie is reincarnated..."
When the onlookers heard this, they were in an uproar. Wu Qionggengzhi and others hurriedly stopped them, "Everyone, stop making noise, stop making noise, let's all go home. Can you fill your stomach by watching the excitement?"
Just as the crowd was about to disperse, Liu Yishou suddenly woke up and knelt down towards Zhao Mengqi. He banged his head three times and said, "Unworthy disciple Liu Zhida, pay your respects to Master."
An old man with a white beard knelt down to a young man and shouted Master...
This strange and weird scene made everyone dumbfounded.
Zhao Mengqi was also fooled by Liu Yishou's move. He really didn't know whether he was stupid or smart.
He guessed that Liu Yishou probably wanted to use this to avoid his pursuit of revenge, and by the way, he could also gain a relationship with himself. Perhaps, the old man had already thought of this escape route before.
However, Zhao Mengqi had no intention of doing anything to him. "Get up, go home and reflect on yourself..."
"Disciple, I obey!" Liu Yishou said seriously, and then he kowtowed respectfully before standing up and leaving. His steps seemed to be very light.
The crowd really started to disperse now, and Zhao Mengqi and others also returned to the courtyard.
Doctor Chu was stunned for a long time, then slapped his forehead and said, "Mother Xipi, you are really getting better with age!"
At this time, the city gate had long been closed, and even Zhao Mengqi would not open it easily. Therefore, the medical carriage and related personnel were left at the Wen family, and Zhao Mengqi left with the guards.
After arriving at Yujie, Zhao Mengqi realized that he could not enter the palace, and he had no residence in the city. It seemed that he was going to live on the streets...
