A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 180 I Just Want to Save Him
"I'm so happy?"

Song Xuan stared at Judge Yi Jun and said:
"Judge Yi said so much, are you really afraid that I will come to your rescue?"

"And the blame for the assassination of Judge Gu Tong is completely placed on my head?"

Yi Jun raised his finger again: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will..."

"You're going to let me die without knowing why?"

"you."

Song Xuan looked at Yi Jun and stopped talking, and snorted coldly:
"I, Song Twelve, am going to be the top scholar in the Song Dynasty. Hiring someone to kill an official is something only a fool would do!"

"Besides, I've been known as a child prodigy since I was young. Even if you do something stupid, I can't do it."

With just a few words, Song Xuan immediately pointed the finger at Judge Yi Jun.

Regarding the assassination of Gu Tongpan, he was jumping up and down here, arresting people and stopping people from being rescued. What was his intention?
"According to my guess, when Divine Doctor Wang of the clinic suggested that I might have a solution, Judge Yi jumped in to stop me, didn't he?"

Old Mrs. Gu stared at Yi Jun immediately. It was indeed true.

Yi Jun felt everyone's scrutiny. Perhaps because the weather was hot and there were quite a few people gathered in the room, he was sweating profusely.

"That's true." Mrs. Gu continued.

"I am dedicated to the public good. No matter how eloquent you are, you, Song Twelve, are a serious suspect!"

Song Xuan glanced at Madam Gu, nodded at her, and then said:

"Madam, we just met by chance. At that time, I didn't know you were the mother of Judge Gu. Today, let's talk about this."

"Dr. Wang's medical skills are unmatched in the entire Song Dynasty, but my master taught me a method used by Hua Tuo during the Three Kingdoms period to scrape Guan Yu's bones to treat poison. It was a life-threatening experience, so I wouldn't use it on anyone easily, and it would even damage my moral character."

When Mrs. Gu heard that Song Xuan had a solution, she immediately knelt down in front of him and begged him to save her son.

When Yi Jun heard that Song Xuan had a way to cure it, he was stunned for a moment, then snorted:

"I've never heard of Hua Tuo's method of scraping bones to cure poison. I'm afraid he wants to kill Gu Tongpan in the name of treatment."

"Shut up." Madam Gu said in a hoarse voice:

"If Twelve Lang wanted to kill my husband, he could have just stood by and watched. Why did he resort to such a ruthless and immoral method?"

Yi Jun's face flushed red, and he said, "Why doesn't anyone believe my judgment?"

"That's enough," Yan Shu said. "Zhang Tuiguan, take Judge Yi and wait outside. I have something to ask Song Xuan."

"Yes." Yi Jun and Zhang Kang stepped out.

"Twelfth brother, are you sure your method will work?"

Yan Shu warned:
"Gu Tongpan is only going to die sooner or later now, but if he dies because of your treatment, then countless people will use this incident to punish you in the future."

Because Song Xuan just said that he wanted to take the imperial examination and become the top scholar in the Song Dynasty, and Yan Shu also confirmed that Song Xuan was about to enter the scholar-official class, it was impossible for him to do such a thing.

Even if he did it, he would wait until he became an official in the future and find an opportunity to exile Gu Zimo to Lingnan, so as not to dirty his hands.

Cao Liyong wanted to see Song Xuan's method of scraping the bone to treat the poison, and he would be responsible if anything went wrong.

"Actually, I didn't want to treat Judge Gu because he assisted the Dou family in harming me."

As soon as Song Xuan said this, Gu Zimo's mother collapsed to the ground again:
"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

"My son would never do such a thing."

Mrs. Gu knew that what Song Xuan said was true.

Cao Liyong and Yan Shu looked at each other and found that Song Xuan was not telling the truth.

"The assassins who came to burn my shop last night, intending to burn my whole family to death, were sent by the Dou family. They were received by Judge Gu himself."

When Mrs. Gu heard this, it was like a bolt from the blue.

No matter how much she tried to save face, she didn't have the face to ask Song Xuan to treat his son again.

She just lay on the ground and cried bitterly.

Mrs. Gu was at a loss for a moment, having never expected things to turn out this way.

Yan Shu remained silent. Since Song Xuan dared to say so, he must have evidence.

Cao Liyong hummed:

"It's the Dou family again. They can't even rest peacefully at home in mourning, and they've actually sent assassins. This matter cannot be allowed to rest."

Doctor Wang had not expected it to unfold this way, and he felt very embarrassed.

After all, when saving someone who is trying to murder you, even if they are doctors, you cannot be too harsh on them and ask them to act like a parent.

"I am too shameless. I have nothing to say if Twelve Lang doesn't save my son."

Yan Shu didn't want Song Xuan to get involved in this mess, as he had to take an exam tomorrow.

Cao Liyong felt that Gu Zimo deserved it and there was no need for Song Twelve to save everyone.

"But Yi Jun's sudden behavior just now further confirmed my previous judgment."

Song Xuan snorted and laughed: "No matter whether Gu Tongpan lives or not, the blame will be on my head. Why don't I rescue him and treat him?"

Old Madam Gu naturally didn't dare to believe what Song Xuan said.

"However, this is a very detrimental act. How much is Madam Gu willing to spend?"

"As long as my son can survive, I am willing to give all my property to Shi Er Lang."

"I don't want this money. I'm using your money to help you do something."

Song Xuan asked Madam Gu to stand up and sit aside:
"Even if I try to save Gu Tongpan, he has too little blood in his body and needs a blood transfusion. But not everyone can give a blood transfusion. I need to find someone to give Gu Tongpan a blood transfusion. The money I pay for that is his life-saving money. Old Madam, do you understand what I mean?"

Now everyone present understood that what Song Xuan said about this method would damage one's virtue, and that it was using another person's life to save Gu Tongpan.

Doctor Wang remained silent, and it was understandable that Song Twelve was unwilling to treat the patient.

Yan Shu's face was full of confusion:

"Twelfth brother, you have to think carefully. Whether you save Gu Tongpan or not, you are also framed. Why bother yourself with muddy waters? What's more, you want to take someone else's life. How can you do that?"

When Mrs. Gu heard this, she felt very uncomfortable.

Life money?
But whose life can I buy?

The room grew increasingly silent.

Song Xuan did fan himself, mainly because it was too hot and he hadn't recovered from his cold yet.

Because Song Xuan had said before that parents’ blood could not be used, she looked at her daughter-in-law:

"Shishi, are you willing?"

When Qian Shishi heard this, she felt dizzy for a moment. She never expected that her mother-in-law would say such a thing.

Song Xuan hurriedly helped Mrs. Gu who was about to faint.

Mrs. Gu looked at Song Xuan with eyes full of reluctance and tears in her eyes.

Song Xuan gave her a firm look and said, "I'm here!"

This time even Yan Shu and Cao Liyong couldn't hold it anymore.

They didn't even think about what would happen between Song Xuan and Mrs. Gu, but all looked at Gu Zimo's mother.

Old Madam Gu was under scrutiny, but compared to her son's life, it was reasonable and appropriate to ask her daughter-in-law to give a blood transfusion since she had not given birth to a child for such a long time.

She had just said she was willing to donate all her wealth, but the next moment she let her daughter-in-law take over.

What a good plan.

Song Xuan helped Madam Gu sit on the bed and sighed:

"It's not enough for Madam Gu to only find one person. If Madam Gu's blood doesn't work, we still have to find someone else. At least two people are needed to be safe."

Old Madam Gu already had another candidate in mind.

That is the concubine.

Mrs. Gu was in a state of confusion just now, but after listening to Song Xuan's words and the hint of him pinching her hard with his hand, she carefully recalled his words.

Whether my blood can be used depends on Song Xuan’s opinion!

Cao Liyong immediately said:

"Why not find someone from the prison? Even if we don't know how much the old lady wants to spend."

"Five hundred strings of cash." Old Madam Gu held out her hand.

The annual salary of a Tongpan was 240 strings of cash, not counting other subsidies and benefits, which was more than 300 strings of cash.

Cao Liyong nodded and said, "Madam Gu, you should go home and get the money first. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, you have to pay the money first. After all, it's a life-or-death situation, and there's no guarantee that it can be saved."

"it is good."

Madam Gu left with her daughter-in-law, and Song Xuan called Li Kun in:

"Go ask Zhen Guannan if he's willing to do something that will buy his life for five hundred strings of cash."

Li Kun's eyes almost popped out. Was it appropriate to ask for five hundred strings of cash as a life-saving money in front of the prefect of Yingtian Prefecture and the prime minister sent by the court?

"Shi Er Lang, don't joke."

"What a joke! Just do it if you're told to."

Cao Liyong immediately kicked him out, and then asked:

"Shi Er Lang, are you really sure?"

"Of course I'm not sure!"

Song Xuan spread his hands and said, "Do you really think I'm a miraculous doctor who will appear once in a lifetime?"

"Then you return it?"

"It just so happens that I don't have any test materials to confirm whether the skills taught by my master can be used. Gu Zimo is about to die. If by any chance it works, he will be secretly happy."

After Song Xuan finished speaking, he picked up a piece of paper on the table and started writing.

“Is this the material to be prepared?”

Doctor Wang felt more and more that Song Xuan’s master was a self-taught person, otherwise why would he not be famous?
"Of course not, that's a disclaimer."

After Song Xuan finished writing, he signed his name and asked Doctor Wang to sign his name as well, leaving space for the family members to sign. "What does this mean?"

"This is a life-threatening surgery. How can we do it without him signing? If things get out of hand, we'll have proof that they begged us to do it."

Song Xuan continued to write: "When the time comes, we'll each keep a copy."

Doctor Wang was forced to do something at this time. He really had no other means of treatment and could only try his best to save the dying horse.

"Tao Hong."

Song Xuan shouted, and after Tao Hong came in, he instructed:

"Go home and get my first set of equipment, and then send it to Wang's Clinic. We'll go after Li Kun gets the person."

Tao Hong understood that Song Xuan was talking about taking box No. 1. He nodded and went out.

Yan Shu still felt that Song Xuan was being too radical, so he spoke again:
"Do you really want to get involved in this mess?"

After Song Xuan finished writing, he chuckled twice:

"I'm not trying to get involved in this mess. I'm here for my medical skills. This is a rare trauma case."

"Crazy, you are really crazy."

Yan Shu felt very uncomfortable and puzzled by Song Xuan's behavior.

Cao Liyong was very excited. If Song Xuan could even cure this kind of knife wound, wouldn't he be able to save more people on the battlefield in the future?

He had experienced war. Not many soldiers died on the battlefield, but many died from injuries.

When he thought of this, he immediately asked:

"Can I watch and bear witness for you?"

"Of course. Minister Cao has seen many such wounds and bleeding before."

Zhen Guannan was brought in and thanked Song Xuan.

After all, the five hundred strings of cash that would buy his life was a huge sum that he could not save by collecting protection fees on the street. It was unknown how many years it would take him to save up.

Now that you have money, why act like a scoundrel?
Song Xuan didn't say much:
"If you want to earn this money, you have to wait and see the final results. There's no need to thank me too early."

"Little understands."

Zhen Guannan's face was full of excitement, five hundred strings of cash!

Straight bitch!
Once you get it, you have to think about how to spend it.

Everyone ran straight to Wang's Clinic.

Song Xuan first took a close look at Gu Zimo's injuries. His entire chest was soaked in blood, his face was pale, and it seemed that he had lost a lot of blood.

If he doesn't get a blood transfusion, he will die of blood loss soon.

Song Xuan asked for a pair of scissors and cut open Gu Zimo's clothes, revealing the wound.

Gu Zimo's father felt a little uncomfortable for a moment when he looked at the disclaimer written by Song Xuan.

But since Doctor Wang said so, we can only try to survive.

So he dipped his hand in his son's blood, signed his name and pressed the button.

"Old man, I don't want to say more to you. Just do your best and leave the rest to fate."

"Thank you, young master, for your help."

Song Xuan took the microscope he had given to Doctor Wang and took a look at it first.

After Mrs. Gu and her servants brought a basket of money and gold.

Zhen Guannan began to tremble all over.

It turns out to be true!
Song Xuan immediately began to draw blood from the three of them, and compared it with Gu Zimo's blood to see how quickly it coagulated.

He had no way of judging blood type and could only choose probabilistic events.

So Mrs. Gu was naturally eliminated, and Zhen Guannan and Gu Zimo's concubine were selected.

Song Xuan directly performed blood transfusions from person to person.

He had prepared this set of equipment a long time ago, for fear that his brothers might encounter an accident, so he would try his best to save the situation.

Although the concubine cried bitterly and trembled with fear.

Yi Jun did not believe in Song Xuan's secret method. He stood aside with a cold face.

A curtain was drawn.

The four people inside were Cao Liyong, Yan Shu, and Doctor Wang.

Song Xuan had no choice but to whisper in her ear:
"Within twelve breaths, I will remove this needle and replace it with someone else. Don't worry, after all, you lose more menstrual fluid every month."

"You can use this incident to ask the Gu family for more money and leave their house."

The concubine quickly said, "I understand."

Song Xuan began to find a vein for her, inserted the needle, and asked her to hold the needle herself.

Then he stabbed Gu Zimo's arm and asked Doctor Wang to hold it down.

Song Xuan began to draw his sword, causing Gu Zimo to cry out in pain.

"Lao Cao, hold him down and don't let him move."

Cao Liyong had seen many soldiers being beaten in the army. Although he was old now, it was still easy for him to capture a scholar who had not paid attention to exercise for many years.

Song Xuan threw the knife aside.

They started stitching him up with catgut using a hook, and it depended on him whether he could survive.

Doctor Wang was also very nervous. Seeing Song Xuan's rough technique, he had never seen it before.

How can the man's skin and flesh be sewn together?

Even Cao Liyong, who had been pressing down, felt his heart pounding when he saw Song Xuan's technique.

This treatment method is too cruel!

It is indeed a case of trying everything possible to save a dying horse and not to do anything rashly.

"Shi Er Lang, it's been ten breaths."

"Okay, call me in twelve breaths."

Song Xuan responded, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Mr. Yan, come and help me hold the hook."

Song Xuan yelled. Yan Shu didn't want to watch at first, but he had to be a witness here, so he stepped forward subconsciously.

He took the hook and listened to Song Xuan's words: "Don't let the line retract, tighten it a little."

Song Xuan opened the curtain and shouted:

"Zhen Guannan, come in."

The people outside looked at Song Xuan wearing a mask and with blood on his hands, and their faces became even more solemn.

When Zhen Guannan saw this scene, he gritted his teeth and went in immediately, five hundred strings of cash!

Song Xuan quickly wiped his arm with precious strong liquor, pulled the needle out of the concubine's arm and inserted it directly into her:

"Sit down and count twelve breaths by yourself."

Then he took out cotton and stuffed it directly into the needle hole of the concubine:
"Hold on tight, don't move, or you'll bleed even more."

Song Xuan took the hook from Yan Shu, continued to sew a few more stitches, and began to tie a knot.

Anyway, he didn't take Gu Zimo's life seriously, so his methods were naturally rough and cruel, and Gu Zimo screamed in pain.

After what happened outside just now, the concubine was actually a little worried. At this moment, her face was pale and she was completely scared.

He subconsciously leaned against Zhen Guannan's side, not daring to move.

Zhen Guannan didn't expect that such a young girl would be so close to him. For a moment, he didn't feel any pain in his arm, but instead felt a little distracted.

After this incident, I will have money if I want it, and I can find a young lady with such tender skin to be my wife.

As for the bloodshed, he didn't care at all.

Song Xuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, put down the instrument in his hand, looked at Zhen Guannan's face which still looked a little lustful, and asked:

"Zhen Guannan, have you counted how many breaths you have taken?"

"Me?" Zhen Guannan really forgot about this.

Instead, the concubine leaning against him took the initiative to speak: "Ten breaths."

"it is good."

Song Xuan walked over, took out the prepared cotton ball, and waited quietly.

"Hold it down, hold it down as hard as you can."

Zhen Guannan nodded quickly. He didn't feel dizzy at all.

But then I heard Song Xuan whisper a reminder:
"Do you two want more money? Hurry up and make me faint on the bed, and don't let go of my hand."

So the concubine had to lean on the side of Zhen Guannan. Only then did she smell the stench on his body, but she also felt that his arm was a little broad.

When Song Xuan sat aside to rest, Doctor Wang was still massaging Gu Zimo's shoulders, and so was Cao Liyong.

"Is the operation over?"

Song Xuan shook his head and then said:

"Let's first see how Gu Zimo's face looks. If he continues to be pale, it will be useless. If he looks rosier than before, then there's a chance he can be saved."

"Let's observe and observe."

Seeing Song Xuan so exhausted, and the other two people who had received blood transfusions lying in bed, their lives uncertain, Yan Shu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Cao Liyong, however, pressed Gu Zimo fiercely:
"If this method is used in the army, it might be able to save more soldiers. Twelve Lang, can you promote this unique secret method in the army?"

(End of this chapter)