The night was as cold as water. If it weren't for the assassination incident during the day, this would have been the same tense but calm state as the previous few days.
Outside the door of Wu Yi's room, a group of people who had been personally promoted by Wu Yi, headed by Liu Quande, stood anxiously outside the door, nervously waiting for the news inside.
In fact, some people have been waiting here for half a day. They just waited from noon until late at night, but they did not wait for any good news.
I saw doctors being invited one after another, but then they left shaking their heads. Through the light of the candlelight, I could see that there was a new doctor taking Wu Yi's pulse.
After Chen Jiaying learned about Wu Yi's assassination, it was as if the pillar of heaven had collapsed. She couldn't even calm down inside herself, let alone stabilize the morale of the army. She burst into tears, adding a bit of sadness to the night.
Wu Yi was assassinated, which was a great opportunity. Naturally, King Yong would not miss this great opportunity and launched a general attack overnight. The military intelligence reports sent by the sergeants became more and more urgent each time, and the generals who could always stand outside gradually became more and more urgent.
It decreased until later on, there was no one left.
It can be seen from this that how difficult the situation is. The doctor who opened the door also looked helpless when faced with Chen Jiaying's questioning. He endured the soldiers' unreasonable abuse, packed up the medicine box and left quietly.
Since noon, dozens of doctors have been invited. Is it possible that they can't even think of a way? In fact, it's not that they can't think of it, but that they don't want to think of it.
Since ancient times, doctors treating celebrities' injuries and illnesses has been a very risky thing. If you succeed, you will naturally gain fame, money and status. If you fail, even if the situation improves, it is very likely just because the speed is slower.
The crime of beheading.
Not to mention, if someone is cured, he may be hated by his enemies and get into unnecessary trouble.
It's better to shirk the problem. The worst that can happen is that you will be scolded, but your life will not be harmed.
Chen Jiaying and the maid entered the door. At this moment, the bed was dripping with blood. The doctor had finished suturing the abdomen, but the blood was still flowing uncontrollably. Wu Yi now had no color at all, was frighteningly white, and his skin was extremely cold.
It looks like his fate is over soon.
Seeing this situation, Chen Jiaying was filled with sadness. The tears that she had stopped not long ago burst out again.
Because of the personal assassination, the fate of the entire Pegasus City has once again undergone a huge change. The turmoil was put down by King Yong, which seemed to be just a matter of the next moment.
Those monks who came after seeing the chaos thought that Wu Yi's energy was exhausted and there would be no more opportunities. Many of them left quietly to avoid being implicated in the city's destruction. Only a few people approached Wu Yi's house to seek the last chance.
And the woman who calls herself Liu Nichang is one of the people close to him. She is still optimistic about Wu Yi, but she doesn't know if it's because she's already deeply involved and doesn't want to give up.
The servants came to see her wearing colorful clothes. Chen Jiaying stopped her grief, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and asked, "What is she doing here?"
"It is said that he has been practicing medicine since he was a child, and he has a way to treat generals."
Chen Jiaying didn't quite believe that such a beautiful woman could actually have medical skills, but at the moment, no doctor had a good method, and she could only treat a dead horse as a living horse.
"Then why don't you invite Miss Liu in quickly?"
"yes!"
When Liu Nishang was outside the door, she could already smell the pungent smell of blood. It was not disgusting, but if it weren't for some reasons, no one would take the initiative to approach these bloody things.
Perhaps because the grief over Wu Yi's injury suppressed Chen Jiaying's restless thoughts, the effect of Liu Nishang's charm was not very obvious.
Chen Jiaying did not show respect to Liu Nishang as before, or even obey her orders. Instead, she asked about Liu Nishang's qualifications.
Liu Nishang relied on her own words to hide it from Chen Jiaying, and successfully approached the person and began to examine it.
"I wonder how Miss Liu can be cured?"
"No matter what, let's check the pulse first!" Liu Nishang sat on the stool in front of the bed, her jade arms stretched out, her slender fingers falling on the veins of the body, and then she closed her eyes slightly and listened quietly.
Because the blood flow does not stop, the pulse condition of the human body has been close to nothing, and the vibration of the veins cannot be felt at all, so there is basically no need to continue to cut the pulse.
After Liu Nishang looked at it, he asked: "How is the preparation of the ginseng soup?"
Chen Jiaying said: "I've taken several bowls of it, but it's not getting better!"
"Bring me the bowl and see!"
Seeing the soup remaining at the bottom of the bowl, Liu Nishang shook her head and said: "The general is strong, and ginseng of this age has no effect at all!"
Before this incident, a doctor had also told Chen Jiaying that it was just difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice and did not have good ginseng. What she could do was, "This is already the best batch of ginseng in the city every year. The war is intense right now, and there is nowhere to search for good ginseng."
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"What a coincidence, I happen to have good ginseng in my luggage, which is perfect for use now!"
"Sure enough, sister is really my big savior!" After learning that Liu Nishang had good medicine, Chen Jiaying's name for her had changed.
Liu Nishang took out a wooden box that was more than a foot long and five fingers wide. As soon as she opened it, the whole room was filled with a rich fragrance, and her spirit was invigorated.
"A century-old ginseng has mature medicinal properties. Even if it is boiled over high fire, some medicinal properties will be lost, but there is not much time left at this moment."
Without mentioning the thank you, Chen Jiaying left the room with the maid and whispered to the maid: "After frying, check whether it is poisonous or not!"
The maid nodded and retreated.
Even if she didn't listen, Liu Nishang knew what Chen Jiaying was going to explain. She smiled slightly and said that she was here to save Wu Yi. If she wanted him to die, it would be better if she didn't come. Anyway, as time passed, Wu Yi's body changed.
This body that I am inhabiting will surely perish.
If this assassination was just a wound caused by an ordinary sword, then Wu Yi would be able to recover even if his internal organs disappeared even if Wu Yi held the talisman, his magic power surged out, and his spiritual energy shaped his body.
The problem is not Qi deficiency caused by bleeding at all. Let alone the century-old ginseng soup, even the thousand-year ginseng soup here will not help the problem.
The crux of the problem is that the assassin's attack gave rise to an inexplicable supernatural power. Even Liu Nishang, who was of an extraordinary origin, could not understand the origin of this strange power. Obviously, there was a lot of water behind it.
The endogenous power of this force makes it impossible for the human body to continue to be in the state of sojourn. It must be separated from this body, otherwise it will be in this current state.
Even if the wound is healed and all the organs are repaired, if this strange power is not removed, recovery will not be possible.
And this is the dilemma Wu Yi is currently facing.
The reason why Wu Yi was unconscious was not because of excessive blood loss, but because he was trying to find a way to expel this strange force.