When the group arrived at the city gate, they saw Ning Ze rushing down the tower to meet the gate.
Ning Ze was very excited and happy, "Miss Seventh."
Su Rong smiled at him, "I just heard the prince praise you for doing well and growing up, so I told the prince that you have potential, but it was sugar-coated in the past and you didn't realize it."
Ning Ze's face suddenly turned red and he chuckled. He was obviously very happy to be praised. He was full of courage and showed his loyalty, "I will work harder in the future."
"Well, I believe you." Su Rong nodded.
Ning Ze seemed to have lost all his fatigue. He was no longer tired anywhere. It was as if he was not the one who just lay on the wall and stopped fighting. He was full of energy, "I can still help Young Master Zhou now."
"Okay, go ahead!" Su Rong waved.
Ning Ze walked a few steps outside the city and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and pointed at Su Rong, "Miss Qi, this is Zhang Mao. His leg was injured to save me. It's a bit serious."
Su Rong had already seen Zhang Mao, with gentle eyes, "Mr. Zhang."
"Zhang Mao is dead." Zhang Mao pushed away the person holding him and slowly knelt on the ground. "In the future, I would like to surrender to the seventh lady. Please give her a name to take her in."
His body was a little tense, his hands were clenched, and his voice was slightly tense, as if he was afraid that Su Rong wouldn't accept him. If Su Rong didn't accept him, he didn't know what he would do next. Where else can he find his way?
Su Rong saw it clearly, took a step forward, stretched out her hand to help him, "Master Zhang, please stand up. Since you sincerely surrender to me, I will never turn away talented people. I will go see the doctor first, and we will talk about it later."
Zhang Mao instantly relaxed his tense energy, and his heart was filled with unknown emotions, welling up in his heart, and his eyes were slightly red. He really didn't expect that Su Rong would accept him so simply, no Second words, he followed Su Rong's strength and stood up, "Yes, thank you Miss Seven."
He needs to find a doctor quickly. His leg cannot be disabled, otherwise it will truly become useless.
Ning Chi called two people and ordered, "Bring a stretcher and send Mr. Zhang back to the mansion immediately to find a doctor."
Someone responded and immediately brought a stretcher. Zhang Mao thanked Ning Chi and was carried by the stretcher to the Nanping Marquis Mansion.
The stretcher was very tight and not enough. Ning Chi and Jiang Zhu could barely walk back by themselves.
So, the three of them walked slowly inside.
Throughout the whole process, Jiang Zhu watched how Su Rong spoke a few words, which greatly increased Ning Ze's confidence and motivation, and made Zhang Mao's heart touched and his eyes red. The seventh lady has probably learned the art of imperialism since she was a child, and she is really proficient in it.
And the two words he said to her also made him feel comfortable, thinking that although he didn't see anyone, he was very wise and chose a good master for himself.
All the way to Nanping Marquis Mansion, Su Rong entered the front hall. He first asked for paper and pen from a servant, stood in front of the table, wrote a prescription, and handed it to Ning Chi, "This is the prescription for Ruanjin Powder antidote. It will be used to treat all the medicine in the city. Collect all the medicinal materials in the drug store and set up a big pot to boil the medicine. First detoxify the 150,000 soldiers and horses outside, and then detoxify the river. The 150,000 soldiers and horses must move quickly, don't Wait for Zhang Yun to fight back."
Ning Chi knew that this matter was the most important, so he immediately took it over, "Miss Seventh said, I will give the order right away."
He took a look at the prescription, called someone over, and gave the instructions solemnly.
The doctor from Nanping Marquis Mansion examined Zhang Mao and came over to ask Ning Chi with some embarrassment, "Your Majesty, the eldest son's leg, I'm sorry for my incompetence, the wound is too deep, I'm afraid I can't save it."
Ning Chi frowned suddenly, "How sure are you?"
"Three points."
Upon hearing this, Ning Chi turned to look at Su Rong and said helplessly to him: "Miss Qi, this is the best doctor in Nanping City."
Su Rong stood up and said, "I'll go over and take a look."
She walked out of the room and walked to the next door. She saw Zhang Mao lying on the bed with a pale face and a look of despair. It seemed that she had not expected that Su Rong had agreed to serve him, but he was facing the loss of One leg becomes a useless cripple.
God seemed to have played a joke on him, leaving him with no way out.
Seeing Su Rong coming, his voice trembled, "Miss Seventh."
Su Rong walked to the bed and took a look at the injury on his leg. The bones were visible and broken. No wonder the doctor said he was not sure. She only took one look, then looked calmly and said to Zhang Mao: "Don't worry. I'll help you treat it, and I can save your leg."
Zhang Mao suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Really?"
"Seriously." Su Rong glanced at the medicine box placed aside and said to the doctor who followed behind him, "Please help me."
After saying that, she rolled up her sleeves and went to clean her hands.
The doctor also opened his eyes in shock, "Do you know medical skills?"
Su Rong said "hmm".
Ning Chi and Jiang Zhu, who followed him, were also surprised. They didn't expect that Su Rong could save him without any hesitation for such a serious injury.
Ning Chi suddenly remembered that he had heard a rumor from Nanping in the capital, saying that one day Miss Su Qi was worshiping Buddha at the Great Buddha Temple. In the middle of the night, the young master Zhou of the Protectorate Palace was injured and developed a high fever. The imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital and Manjing City Medicine All the doctors in the hall were invited to the Duke Protector's Mansion. They tried all kinds of methods, but they could not quell Young Master Zhou's enthusiasm. In the end, Princess Sheng'an sent someone to the Great Buddha Temple to invite Miss Su Qi to return to the capital. , with low hopes, but she didn’t expect that Miss Su Qi fought all the way back to Beijing. After meeting Young Master Zhou, she gave him a prescription and his fever was reduced.
At that time, her reputation as a medical doctor spread throughout the capital, and she was rumored to be a miraculous doctor. Some believed her and some did not.
Now it seems that she really has this ability.
Su Rong washed her hands with water, disinfected her hands with wine, and disinfected various tools with wine, and then started to set Zhang Mao's bones, apply medicine, stitches, splints, and bandages.
Zhang Mao had already fainted from the pain, but Su Rong didn't shake her hands during the whole process, but her forehead was full of sweat and her whole body was soaked with sweat. After all, her injury had not healed yet. Now that she was doing this job, although she was not It is a strenuous job, but it requires full concentration and concentration without making any mistakes. It is very energy-consuming. To put it bluntly, the body is still too weak.
The doctor assisted Su Rong throughout the whole process and listened to his instructions. At the end, he was very impressed and said, "This girl has such medical skills at such a young age. I am ashamed of myself."
Su Rong waved her hands weakly and sat down, not wanting to say anything else.
Ning Chi saw that her head was covered with sweat, and he deliberately took out the handkerchief and handed it to her, but felt it was inappropriate. Jiang Zhu had been warned by Zhou Gu a long time ago, and he was even more dissatisfied when he casually handed the handkerchief to Su Rong. The two looked at each other, and both Somewhat helpless.
Jiang Zhu was smarter. He called a maid and told her, "Hurry and wipe my master's sweat."
The maid quickly took out a clean, unused handkerchief of her own and gently wiped Su Rong's sweat.
(End of chapter)
