Mu Dai sent an order and gathered all the elders in the clan in the Khan's tent. After listening to the doctors' reports, they all showed different expressions on their faces.
Mu Dai asked humbly: "So, Khan's disease cannot be cured? Is there no other way?"
The traditional Chinese medicine doctor looked at him, rolled his eyes and said in embarrassment: "Khan has a head disease..."
An old man had a big gray beard and his hair was all gray, but his voice was full of energy and as loud as a bell. He said loudly: "You don't need to emphasize this point. We all know it. It's a head disease. Is there a cure?"
, as long as it can be cured, any method will do, don’t have any worries.”
Another old man beside him immediately stopped him and said: "Ji Yan, don't talk nonsense. This doctor has his own way of healing. Why are you yelling?"
"Aren't I afraid that he can't hear well? I keep biting this disease every day without saying a word about how to cure it. I can't just let Khan lie like this. Look at the tribe now, it's almost in chaos.
That tungsten boy is harvesting the power of all the tribes. He is about to become a khan. And up to now, the chosen boy has not been found. He doesn’t know whether he is dead or alive. If he waits any longer,
Are we going to change the khan?" the old man named Ji Yan said in a loud voice.
"Don't talk nonsense, Khan will definitely get better." Another old man said, and gave Ji Yan a fierce look.
Ji Yan stared at him unconvinced: "Qile, don't talk nonsense. If I say, why not choose a new Khan? You can't be leaderless and watch the tribe die. Even if the Khan recovers from his illness in the future,
This body must be worse than before, at least it won’t be in chaos anymore.”
Qile said sternly: "There is no such thing as this. Since ancient times, the position of Khan has been passed down from generation to generation with oral instructions and edicts. It is difficult to convince the public that such a successor Khan with an unfair name and inconsistent words will not be able to convince the public.
I don’t know who you recommended.”
"Whoever has the greatest ability now, let's push him. I used to think that Batur was a capable person, but he suddenly disappeared, and it was rumored that he had gone to Kyoto in the Western Yuan Dynasty to become a high official, and he was
Lei led the legion to escape and was killed. The people who recovered were not even half of the original ones. They all had external intentions. How could they convince the public? On the other hand, Tungsten Dao is still pretty good." Ji Yan said loudly.
Take a stand.
"According to me, the Chosen Son is the Chosen Son, and his mission is to lead the people. Only he can be qualified for the position of Khan. As long as he is found, the Khan's wish can be fulfilled." Sitting there.
Ruihong beside Ji Yan stroked his beard and said.
"Where can I look for him? He has been missing for a long time. If he is found, he is dead. What else can he do? Besides, he is still a child. If he can achieve great things, why don't we let those who are capable now come..." Ji Yan said loudly again.
As if he was afraid that people outside the tent wouldn't be able to hear what he said, he stretched his neck and spoke. This made Mu Dai glance outside the tent, but didn't see anything, so he looked away again.
"What's the use of your arguing like this? It's better to listen to what the doctor said and see if there are any other ways to treat Khan." He sighed.
After getting permission, the doctor spoke: "I heard that there is a valley of miraculous doctors in Shengqin, called Xianyao Palace. The disciples in the palace are all like reincarnations of miraculous doctors, and their medical skills are very superb. If
If we can find their help, Khan's disease can be easily solved. Another method is the witchcraft that we are familiar with, but if this method is used now, I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid of nothing. As long as I can save the Khan's life, I'm afraid of nothing." Mu Dai said eagerly.
The other elders also nodded and asked the doctor to explain quickly.
He could only wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "It is also an ancient secret method of ours, which is to use the heart blood of a close relative's son, mix it into the concoction, let the Khan take it, and the father and son will be connected. As long as the obtained
This parent-child only wants to restore his father's health, and he will definitely be able to save his life... But this will also damage the body of the person who donates blood. I am afraid that some people are unwilling or fake, which will make him suffer.
Those who take it will have the opposite effect and aggravate their condition."
Several elders nodded, and Qile said: "I have also heard of this method. It is a very ancient method. As long as one party is not sincere, its effectiveness will be damaged..."
"If they can still hesitate to save their own father Khan, they will find all the Khan's parents and children and bleed them one by one. There must be one who is willing." Ji Yan said with a loud voice.
"This won't work. Capturing and bleeding are two different things from voluntarily donating blood. You are a reckless person." Ruihong glared at him again and signaled him to stop talking.
But Ji Yan didn't take his gesture seriously at all, and continued: "Originally, let alone donating blood, even if you sacrifice your life, you have to do it obediently. All the sons of our grassland treat their father like a god. Who can
If you dare to say that you don't want to, you will be tied to the pillar of heaven and tortured by the eagle, hum!"
Ruihong felt that there was really nothing he could do to save him. You must know that the disputes within the clan have not yet subsided, and the words he said now might kill him.
Mu Dai spoke at this time and asked the doctor: "As long as it is the blood of a close relative's son, is it okay? There is still a designated person."
"As long as it's a close relative, it's fine. However, this method has been banned for more than a hundred years. I think everyone knows why this method was banned back then. The blood of people with evil intentions may cause the entire tribe to be wiped out.
To deal with the disaster, the little old man only said that there is such a method. As for how to decide, it is up to you to decide." The doctor immediately removed himself, then ordered the apprentices around him to boil the medicine, and then exited the big tent.
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The elders in the tent also had a heated discussion, and finally agreed that the dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor. If it works, at least they can get a verbal commitment, which is better than being criticized later.
That night, there was a man in black in Tuoda's tent. He looked at Tuoda who was staring blankly: "You have to think about it carefully. The blood in your heart is not something else. If you don't take it well, I will kill you."
life."
"It doesn't matter, just take it. My life is not worth much anyway. He will kill me sooner or later. The reason why he hasn't done it now is just to wait for him to use me to establish his authority after he takes over.
." Tuoda closed his eyes, looking helpless.
"What do you think if you can survive?" The man in black robe looked at him.
"The tribe's hope is not to establish itself as a king. No matter how powerful it is, it is still a tribe without a master. The result of the war is nothing more than a waste of strength. I understand what Father Khan wanted, but it failed to come true. I am ashamed of Father Khan.
"Yes." Tuoda shook his head slightly in disappointment.
"Then I'll give you this chance." The man in black robe turned and left.
Tuoda looked at the empty tent door in confusion. Just when he wanted to get up and chase him out, he suddenly felt dizzy and darkened, and fell down.
The curtain was raised again, and a thin person walked in under the protection of a man in black robe. She walked to the bed, and someone beside her quickly untied Toda's clothes. She wore a pair of white thin leather gloves on her hands and raised her hand.
He picked up the sharp knife in his hand, cut a small incision on Tuoda's chest, and then inserted a piece of white sheep intestine into it. Blood flowed from the chest into the bamboo tube below, and a series of actions were carried out smoothly.
, done in one go.
It wasn't until Tuoda woke up on the second day that he realized that his chest was wrapped with a bandage. There was some pain in his chest, but it was nothing serious. When he thought about what happened last night, he felt chills on his spine, numbness on his scalp, and numbness all over his body.