I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 165: Jin Chan is unable to come, Ying Lou is in danger
The blood dyed Ying Lou's black dragon robe red, and his vision became increasingly blurred.

Severe pain also spread from the chest.

The body temperature seemed to be gradually being drained away by this cold dagger.

Call ~
Call ~
Ying Lou, who was only breathing out but not in, suddenly felt his legs go limp.

On the other side, Li Xin had already been fighting with the assassin.

The eunuchs and palace maids around were also frightened by this sudden scene and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

And at the moment when Ying Lou was about to lose consciousness and fall to the ground.

Lu Buwei's big hand suddenly appeared and firmly supported Ying Lou's back.

"Li Xin, the assassins will try to leave some alive. The Wolf Guards will guard around my tent to protect the king's safety."

"You, quickly go and call Imperial Doctor Hua over!"

While giving instructions to everyone, Lu Buwei picked up Ying Lou and returned to the tent.

Time passes minute by minute.

Ying Lou's entire upper body was dyed red, his face had turned as pale as paper, and blood foam kept coming out of his mouth.

However, because of the pain in his chest, he was unable to fall asleep, so he went to wake up the Golden Cicada on the other side and let it come here through the piece of meat left in advance.

"Mr. Prime Minister, what happened?"

Doctor Hua came in a hurry, carrying a lot of bags. In this cold weather, beads of sweat appeared on his wrinkled forehead.

Although he had already heard Zhao Gao's general explanation of the matter on the way.

But after seeing Ying Lou dying with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but be shocked.

"The king is in critical condition. You should go and treat him immediately. If you can cure him, I will reward you with ten thousand taels of gold. If..."

Lu Buwei stood beside Ying Lou's bed, stroking the black beard on his chin while looking down at Ying Lou who was lying on the bed with his last breath.

He suddenly stopped talking halfway through his sentence.

After a brief pause, he continued.

"If the king dies like this, you will be buried with him!"

Say it.

Lu Buwei moved aside to make room.

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister is joking!"

Doctor Hua, who has lived for more than seventy years, would naturally not be frightened by Lu Buwei's words.

But he was feeling doubtful in his heart.

Logically speaking, in the land of Qin, among the people who most wanted Ying Lou to die, Prime Minister Lu Buwei would definitely be among the top three.

But at this moment.

Doctor Hua did not feel that Lu Buwei's performance just now was just an act.

"Please prepare three basins of water, a pot of strong liquor, and some candles for me!"

Doctor Hua took a deep breath, picked up a knife, and cut open the robe on Ying Lou's chest.

"The state of receiving is unknown, and he is the king of the world! Is that what you mean?"

Lu Buwei stared at the jade seal wrapped in rotten flesh and black water on Ying Lou's left chest, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

At this time, Ying Lou's situation was not optimistic, and it could even be said that he was in the greatest desperate situation in his life.

The severe pain in his chest prevented him from falling asleep, and he even felt as if his throat was blocked, preventing him from speaking.

This resulted in the cicada meat being unable to be delivered.

the other side.

Ying Lou could feel the gradual ebb of life.

I don’t know if the dagger was poisoned. At this moment, Ying Lou’s heart, liver, spleen and lungs were constantly failing.

If this trend continues, the organs will stop functioning within half an hour.

“What a serious injury!”

Doctor Hua’s expression became more and more serious.

"Is there any hope of saving him?"

Lu Buwei asked.

“I can heal the knife wound, but the poison cannot be removed in a short time. If it were in the palace with sufficient herbs, there might be a 30% chance of recovery, but now…” Imperial Doctor Hua frowned and sighed.

After all, this time they were only going to Qinling Mountains to donate to the country, and Doctor Hua only brought some common medicinal materials.

And no one would have thought that someone would dare to assassinate the King of Qin here.

"poison?"

After Lu Buwei murmured something, he quickly walked to the corner of the tent.

From the jewel-studded box, a red plant that looked like a rose was found.

"This is what I brought back from the Western Regions. It is said to be able to detoxify and remove miasma!"

After saying that, Lu Buwei threw the flowers in his hand directly to Doctor Hua.

"This is... Moon Red Meat?"

Doctor Hua, who has been practicing medicine for decades, had trembling hands as he held the flowers.

He had only seen this thing once when he was a child, and he didn't expect to see such a rare thing again.

"Just tell me if you can cure it!"

Lu Buwei was a little impatient.

"Yes, with this rare item, Your Majesty has at least a 50% chance of surviving!"

After Doctor Hua finished speaking, he took out a stone mortar and put the moon red meat in it and began to grind it.

"Fifty percent?"

Lu Buwei's expression was somewhat complicated.

Even Ying Lou, who was lying on the bed, couldn't figure out what the person who wanted him to die the most was trying to do.

The sounds of fighting outside the house had disappeared.

It is not known whether the assassin was caught or killed on the spot.

Doctor Hua in the room was sweating profusely at this time.

While shaking hands and using a knife to open Ying Lou's chest to remove the poison, he was also busy preparing a medicinal powder mainly composed of moon red meat.

Three or four hours passed like this.

Although it was late at night, the entire guard of honor was brightly lit.

Civil and military officials, generals, guards, eunuchs, and palace maids all looked nervous.

Not to mention sleeping, I didn’t even dare to drink a sip of water.

"All right!"

Inside Lu Buwei's tent.

After Doctor Hua poured the last sip of medicine into Ying Lou's mouth, he finally let out the breath that was stuck in his chest.

The nerves that had been tense all the time also relaxed.

At this time, Doctor Hua's gray hair and beard had curled into clumps due to sweat.

The clothes on his body looked like they had been soaked in water, and you could wring out a basin of sweat from them.

"It is indeed the 'Moon Red Meat' of the Western Regions. It is said that this thing is grown with human flesh, and only one out of ten thousand flowers can bloom. Prime Minister, you are truly amazing to have obtained such a rare thing!"

Doctor Hua sat on a chair, his exhausted physical strength making it difficult for him to move.

"It's just a trifle worthless!"

"Is the king out of danger?"

Lu Buwei personally poured a cup of ginseng tea for Doctor Hua and placed it in front of him.

"As long as we can hold on until tomorrow noon, the king should be fine!"

"However, red meat this month can stimulate the brain and keep people in a state of extreme excitement for a long time. Your Majesty may not be able to sleep tonight. You must arrange for several people to take turns to serve him. Every hour, feed him half a bowl of soup until the two bowls are finished!"

After explaining everything, Doctor Hua, with the help of several guards, returned to his tent to rest.

And the tent that originally belonged to Lu Buwei was now given to Ying Lou.

"Let Li Xin come to see me!"

He glanced at Ying Lou, whose breathing was gradually becoming steady on the bed.

Lu Buwei left the eunuchs and palace maids to look after the place and went out alone.

(End of this chapter)