Zhamuhe looked at Zhao Wu's back with an embarrassed look on his face.
He knew that the Tiger Character Banner would not waste medicinal materials to save other Mongolians. Just like when the Mongolians went to the Ming Dynasty to harvest grass and valleys, the captured Ming Dynasty people would not be taken seriously by the Mongolians, and they would die if they died. No one would save a Han slave.
"Hurry up." Zhao Wu urged Zhamuhe when he saw that he didn't follow.
Zhamuhe took two steps and caught up.
"Come in!" Zhao Wu glanced at his token at the soldiers outside the door, and then called Zhamuhe to come in.
Jamuhe thought that Omubuhong lived in this room, so he hurriedly walked into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw the young man lying on the bed, it was Ombuhong.
"General Zhamuhe." Ombuhong also saw Zhamuhe and struggled to get up.
There was a person sitting by the bed, pressing Omubuhong's shoulder with his hand, and yelling: "Don't move, I'm changing your dressing. I may have torn the wound."
The military doctor used scissors to cut off the bandage on Ombuhong's chest, and carefully pulled the bandage out of Ombuhong's body bit by bit.
Zamuhe looked at Ombuhong on the bed and said excitedly: "If the Great Khan knows that you are fine, Ombuhong, he will be very happy."
"Are you blind? You can't see such a big wound on your chest. It's nothing. If it weren't for my superb medical skills, this guy would have died a long time ago." The military doctor who was pulling out the bandage said coldly.
Judging from Ombuhong's injuries, being able to be revived can be said to be a life saved. Without his treatment and the medicinal materials of the Tiger Flag, a serious injury like Ombuhong's death would have been inevitable.
"Zhamuhe thanks you for treating Omubuhong." Zamuhe bowed and saluted the military doctor who was changing Omubuhong's dressing.
The military doctor turned his back to him and ignored him. He picked up a porcelain bottle on the table with his hand, poured out the powder from it and sprinkled it on the wound on Ombuhong's chest.
Zhamuhe turned around, faced Zhao Wu, and said: "Since Ombuhong is still alive, I want to take him back. Don't hesitate to ask for any conditions that Dongzhu Liu has. As long as we can come up with them, we will definitely meet Dongzhu Liu's requirements. "
"He can't walk." The military doctor said with his back to Zhamuhe. "With such a serious injury on his body, once he moves, the wound will easily burst, and even the gods will not be able to save him."
After applying the medicine, the military doctor picked up the white cloth and tied it to Omubuhong's wound again.
Zhamuhe frowned and asked: "Is there really no way? Our Great Khan misses Ombuhong very much. I came to Qingcheng this time just to bring Ombuhong back."
"If you don't believe it, you can try it, but if you die outside, don't blame me for not warning you." The military doctor said calmly.
At this time, Zhao Wu said: "General Zhamuhe, you have also heard that with the injuries on Ombuhong's body, it is impossible for him to leave. Taking him away by force will only harm Ombuhong's life."
Without Liu Heng's order, he would not have been able to let Jamuhe take the person away. Not to mention that Omubuhong was seriously injured, even if he was intact, he would not have been able to let Zamuhe take Omubuhong away.
"General Zhamuhe, please tell Father Khan for me that Ombuhong will naturally go back to see Father Khan when he recovers from his injury." Ombuhong said while lying on the bed.
Zhao Wu sneered when he heard this.
He looked at Ombuhong coldly.
I don’t know if Omubuhong is stupid, or if he takes himself too seriously, and now he is thinking of leaving without even understanding his situation.
There were so many injured Mongolians, but the military doctors only treated him. He didn't even think about why the military doctors of the Tiger-Character Banner were supposed to save him. His identity as the son of the Great Khan might be useful among the Mongols, but it was nothing in the eyes of the Tiger-Character Banner. .
Zhamuhe turned around, looked at Zhao Wu and said, "Captain Zhao, can I stay with Ombuhong? He is so seriously injured and needs someone to take care of him."
"Don't worry, there will be military doctors taking care of him. He will be fine." Zhao Wu rejected Zhamuhe's request to stay.
Zamuhe, who was rejected, did not give up and still asked: "Captain Zhao, please don't refuse. I believe Omubuhong also hopes that I will stay and take care of him."
"Yes, I want General Zhamuhe to stay and take care of me." Ombuhong said while lying on the bed.
Zhao Wu's face sank and he said: "General Zhamuhe, I guess you haven't figured out where this place is yet, so let me remind you that this is no longer the Qingcheng of Bu Shitu, but the Qingcheng of my Tiger Flag." City, here, I have the final say in everything with my tiger character flag."
Zhamuhe's face looked very ugly when he heard this.
Qingcheng was a place where he had lived for many years, and every house was very familiar to him. But now that it was a place with a tiger-shaped flag, it still made him feel very uncomfortable and humiliated.
"General Zhamuhe, the Han people here are not kind to me. I hope you stay and take care of me." Ombuhong shouted in a hoarse voice while lying on the bed.
However, his voice was not loud due to his weak body. Even if he was shouting, he would not be much different from ordinary people speaking.
The military doctor beside the bed said at this time: "Boy, you should learn to be grateful if I can save your life. With your injury, if you really want to die in the hands of you Mongolians, just wait for death!"
Ombuhong shut his mouth for a moment.
He also knew that his injuries were serious. Without the careful treatment by the Tiger-Character Banner military doctors and the use of so many medicinal materials from the Tiger-Character Banner on him, he would have died a long time ago.
Zhamuhe said to Zhao Wu: "I hope to see Dongzhu Liu?"
Zhao Wu knew that Zhamuhe was looking for his master to ask him to stay and take care of Ombuhong, so he said, "Come back with me, and I will take you to see my master."
As the captain of the guard beside his lord, he could guess that some of his lords might have other plans for leaving Ombuhong behind, and it was impossible to let Zhamuhe take the people away.
"Ombuhong, you need to take good care of your injuries first. Even if I can't bring you back to the Great Khan for the time being, I will stay and take care of you." Zhamuhe said to Ombuhong on the bed, and then followed Zhao Wu from the room. Withdrew.
Zhao Wu took Zhamuhe back to Liu Heng's office.
All the Mongolian armored cavalry brought by Zhamuhe were guarding outside the courtyard gate.
When they saw Zhamuhe coming back, they all gathered around him.
"General, have you seen Omubuhun Taiji?"
"Is Ombuhun Taiji really injured?"
"Has he been abused by people from the Tiger Flag?"
Zhamuhe said to the Mongolian armored cavalry guarding outside the courtyard: "Don't worry, Ombuhong is fine. The injuries on his body are almost healed and there is no danger to his life. I will go see Dongzhu Liu of the Tiger Flag first and take a look. Can you take Omubuhong away?"
After saying that, he walked in through the gate of the courtyard.
