Xuanxia

Chapter 835 Qianhao Twenty-two Years

In the twenty-second year of Qianhao in Dayan, the year was Gengwu, the tenth day of the fifth month, and the day according to the sexagenary cycle was Wuwu. It was auspicious for funerals and sacrifices, but unfavorable for marriage, moving into new homes, and seeking medical treatment.

Wanbao Province, Anyue City.

The bustling streets in previous years are now quiet, with doors and windows closed. There are almost no people on the streets, only a few soldiers walking slowly. Occasionally, some passers-by see them, but they all lower their heads and walk away quickly.

Doctor Liang Guangchang looked out from the window of his own clinic, saw the soldiers passing by, sighed, and returned to the house silently.

"Master."

In the dim clinic, several apprentices lowered their heads and said dejectedly, "Do you really not want us?"

"In this era, the clinic can no longer be opened."

Liang Guangchang sighed, "The rebels and the Xishuo army have been fighting at Chang'an Beach for more than half a year, with countless casualties. The Xishuo army has recruited soldiers from us several times, and almost half of the young and strong men have been forcibly conscripted. If the fighting continues like this, you will have to join the army too."

He asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to join the army?"

"Of course not!"

An apprentice shook his head and said, "King Xishuo is rebelling!"

"Shh..." Another apprentice hurriedly shushed, "Keep your voice down!"

"That's it."

Liang Guangchang said quietly, "My master is old, and the Xishuo Army wants to gain a good reputation, so they won't force me to join the army and practice medicine. This is why you can escape this disaster, but...if the fight continues, it's hard to say for sure."

"Then Master, what will you do after we leave?" asked a disciple.

Liang Guangchang sighed.

"Escape."

He shook his head and said, "When my visceral stone disease was so serious, I never thought about leaving Anyue. Now... Alas."

Liang Guangchang waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and leave. We have finally been quiet for a few days without fighting. If the fight starts again, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape."

Several apprentices all bowed their heads and sighed, and some younger ones even shed tears secretly.

They did not argue any more, but turned back to the backyard and went to their own rooms to pack up their belongings.

After the apprentices left, a middle-aged man pushed open the door of the clinic, walked in, and said to Liang Guangchang, "Father, I sent Mother, Ling'er, and Xiaoying away. How are you cleaning up?"

"There's nothing left to clean up."

Liang Guangchang sat on a chair and pointed to the bundle beside him: "That's all..."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and opened the bundle. He frowned and said, "Why are there only medical books inside? Father, these things cannot be eaten or drunk!"

"What do you know?"

Liang Guangchang rolled his eyes at him and said, "How old am I? How far can I flee? Half of my body is already buried in the ground... If it weren't for passing on these medical books, I wouldn't have run away for a reason."

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he pursed his lips, and said nothing more. He just hung the bag on his shoulder and said, "The carriage is too conspicuous. We have to walk out of the city. I bribed the soldiers guarding the city gate. After we leave the city..."

He was halfway through his words when there was a sudden knock on the door of the clinic!
The faces of both father and son changed.

The middle-aged man quickly put down the bag and stuffed it under the table. Liang Guangchang pretended to be calm and asked loudly, "Who is it?"

"Dr. Liang."

A deep voice came from outside the door: "Xishuojun invites you to see a doctor."

The middle-aged man turned pale and took a breath of cold air.

Liang Guangchang sighed softly.

"What is coming will eventually come."

He looked at his son and said, "Go open the door."

"But, father..." the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "They..."

"Dr. Liang?" The person outside the door raised his voice a little: "Would you mind opening the door first?"

Liang Guangchang glared at his son and said, "They want to come in, do they need to ask? Go open the door!"

The middle-aged man sighed loudly, lowered his head, walked forward and opened the door.

The sunlight poured into the clinic, and the flying dust created shapes for the sunlight, illuminating Liang Guangchang's old face.

Standing outside the door was a team of fully armed silver-armored soldiers.

The leading captain strode in, took off his mask, revealing a face full of scars: "Dr. Liang, please come with us."

"Alas, I am old and my eyesight is dim."

Liang Guangchang said weakly: "Don't make any general suffer from this."

"Haha, how could that be?" The captain laughed and said, "Our general knows that you have worked hard, so he specially sent a carriage to pick you up. Don't worry. Besides, if the man was not so seriously injured and the military doctors were all unable to help, we would not have asked you to help."

Liang Guangchang's eyes paused slightly.

Did the general of the Xishuo Army stationed here give the order personally?

It seems... it can't be avoided.

"In that case, okay."

He took a long breath and asked slowly, "May I ask what the patient's condition is? I'll prepare some medicine first so you don't have to run back and forth to get the medicine."

The captain hesitated for a moment, his eyes stopped at the middle-aged man. "This is my son."

Liang Guangchang said calmly: "He also knows a little about medicine. He will go with me and help me. You can tell me what you want to say."

"Row."

The captain said in a deep voice: "The injured person is an enemy prisoner. He was stabbed hundreds of times and shot with dozens of arrows. His blood has almost dried up. If he hadn't been so successful in his training, he would have almost certainly died. All the doctors in our army are helpless."

Liang Guangchang was so shocked that he almost pulled his beard off when he heard this: "It's already like this, how can we cure it?!"

"Haha, this person is very important and must not die."

The captain's voice became somewhat sinister: "I think Dr. Liang must have a solution."

Liang Guangchang looked at his son.

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

He said to his son, "With such a serious injury, we can't see anyone and can't prescribe medicine. Please ask a few military officers to help us and bring all the medicines in our clinic to stop bleeding, replenish blood, keep life, and boost energy..."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Not long after, the Liang father and son got on the carriage prepared by the Xishuo Army. The carriage was filled with temporarily stuffed medicinal materials and drove slowly out of the city.

Liang Guangchang pulled aside the curtains and took a peek outside, then leaned close to his son's ear and whispered, "That man is probably incurable. I'll make his injuries more serious later and say that I'm missing a rare medicine, so you can get it."

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he was about to speak, but his father grabbed his wrist.

"They will definitely send troops to follow you. You will have to figure out the rest on your own."

Liang Guangchang said in a deep voice: "Take good care of your mother, your wife and daughter... If you can take those medical books with you, then take them. If you really can't take them with you, then forget it. Human lives are more important."

“Father…” The middle-aged man bit his lips, trying hard to hold back the tears in his eyes.

Liang Guangchang just patted the back of his hand, showed an open-minded smile, and then simply leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.

The carriage moved slowly out of the city, and not far away, it approached Hongjiang.

Now, there is a long camp set up along the bank of Hongjiang River, extending for more than ten miles, with countless soldiers and horses moving around.

Liang Guangchang still had his eyes closed, but when he heard the noise outside, he sighed softly.

Three years.

Three years ago, Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu came here and quelled the rebellion of Zangshi disease. That should have been the most exciting and interesting period in Liang Guangchang's life.

But not long after that, the world fell into chaos.

The chaos spread from Luoyi to the capital...and then, the war broke out.

There are rumors that King Xishuo killed Fu Qingzhou and once ruled the capital, but was driven out for some unknown reason.

Some people also said that the emperor had been killed, and the person sitting on the throne now was a puppet supported by the Mingjian Pavilion, and King Xishuo was really trying to purge his court.

Others said that the capital had long been in chaos and the emperor had stopped caring about state affairs, but in fact the emperor was secretly accumulating strength and training an army of volunteers, so the main force against the Xishuo army was the army of volunteers... The emperor was the awesome chess player, and he wanted to wipe out the evil forces in Dayan in one go.

There are so many different opinions, too many and too confusing.

There have been wars everywhere in recent years, and information has not been delivered well, so the truth has been distorted. Liang Guangchang didn't believe a single word.

He only knew... that there was a general in the rebel army named Ning Wushu.

This is enough.

In this way, he believed that the rebels were just.

Oh, she was originally a general in the Northern Frontier Army? Unfortunately, the war in Northern Frontier is also very intense now, otherwise, once they enter the pass, there will be no chance for the Western Shuo Army...

"Uu——"

With a long sigh, the carriage stopped and Liang Guangchang opened his eyes.

We’ve arrived.

He got off the carriage with the help of his son and followed the captain of the Xishuo army into a tent nearby, not daring to look at the soldiers around him.

As soon as he entered the tent, Liang Guangchang saw a man lying on a straw mat.

The man was almost covered in blood, with bandages all over his body. Despite this, blood still flowed in small pools on his body, staining the entire mat red.

"General!"

The team leader bowed to a man who was obviously a general beside the straw mat and said, "Divine Doctor Liang is here."

"Okay." The young general nodded expressionlessly: "A miracle doctor, right? Come, take a look."

Liang Guangchang let out a light breath, squatted down beside the man, and gave him a quick inspection.

The man was very strong, with a broad back and a rough face, but at this moment, he was so badly injured that his face was as white as paper.

Judging from his pulse, this person has indeed made great progress in his cultivation, and his cultivation is quite impressive. Based on Liang Guangchang's experience, he is at least in the seventh realm.

But the injury is so serious that he is probably not going to survive.

"Dr. Liang..."

At this time, the general behind him said quietly: "Treat him well, this man must not die. He is Wu Changfeng, the vanguard of the Chang'an Beach Volunteer Army. Do you understand what I mean?"

(End of this chapter)