I can't afford to mess with the concubine doctor

Chapter 304

Speaking of which, although the wounds on Qing Yang's back were bloody and bloody, they were only superficial wounds, which were shocking at first glance, but that day when he was injured and fell into the icy cold river, he endured the pain and tried his best to swim out for more than ten years. In the middle of the day, I had already exhausted my physical strength, and my body was severely cold, so I started to have a high fever intermittently since the second day, and the bandaged wound also began to have slight inflammation.

During the treatment of burning wounds, the most feared thing is infection, but now it is winter after all, and it is not as easy to be infected as in the dog weather, and Qingyang's body has always been strong, so the military doctor didn't care too much about it. Fever is associated with it, so the dose of antipyretics was slightly increased. However, the fever subsided, but the infection of the wound did not get any better. Instead, it tended to become more and more serious.

Later, the cycle repeated, and the high fever continued again.

It wasn't until now that the military doctor realized that Ching Yang's illness might not be as simple as they imagined. While calling other military doctors for consultation urgently, he sent someone to inform Leng Yuanxun.

However, Leng Yuanxun took the lead and always commanded the battle at the forefront. These few days were the period when the two armies were fighting, and the battlefield was in chaos. The people sent by the military doctor did not see Leng Yuanxun at all, so they had to turn back temporarily.

Most of the common wounds seen during marching and fighting were skin trauma, so several military doctors could not do anything about Qingyang's severe cold symptoms. Yucheng invited a doctor with a good reputation to treat Qing Yang, but I don't know whether the best treatment period has passed, or the coldness in Qing Yang's body is too severe. Although he gradually improved after taking the medicine, his condition remained Repetition is indefinite, and what each repetition brings is the further aggravation of the condition.

"Doctor Chen, I see Master Qing Yang's injuries are getting worse, we must quickly find a way to inform the emperor, otherwise... when the emperor blames him, we will never be able to bear the blame!" After the freshly decocted medicine was fed into the mouth of Qing Yang who was in a coma, Doctor Wang put down the medicine bowl, and discussed with another slightly older military doctor beside him with a sad face.

"Who said it wasn't!" Doctor Chen Jun sighed, and his tone was rather helpless, "It's not like we didn't send people two days ago, but the emperor is busy with the war and has no time to take care of other things. Lord Qing Yang has repeatedly urged, We must never disturb the emperor, this... is really embarrassing!"

"That being said..." Doctor Wang paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty Ching Yang is highly valued by the Emperor. You don't know it. If your lord is just a common illness, it's easy to say, but you've seen it too, my lord. The cold in the body is too severe, and the area of ​​the wound is getting more and more inflamed, to put it bluntly..."

He didn't continue to say the following words, as he is also a doctor, the other party must be able to understand.

"Shh!" Chen Jun made a gesture of silence, "How can such an unlucky word be said, Mr. Ching Yang, an auspicious person has his own appearance, and he will definitely be able to survive this test. Didn't Doctor Ye say that as long as Once the fever subsides completely, will it be all right?"

In fact, as long as soaking in steaming ginger water, combined with proper acupuncture, it is enough to expel more than half of the cold air in Ching Yang's body. However, the burnt area on his back is too large. It will aggravate the infection, so it can only be adjusted by oral medicine. In this way, the effect will be greatly reduced, and it will develop into the current situation, which is not difficult to explain.

"With the current situation of your lord, how easy is it to completely reduce the fever?" Dr. Wang Jun is not blindly pessimistic, but with his many years of experience in practicing medicine, it is really difficult to be optimistic.

"Let's see the situation. If it's still like this at dawn, I'll go to the front line to meet His Majesty in person." Saying so, Doctor Chen looked back at Qing Yang worriedly, and sighed silently again.

"It's a pity that Sir Qing Yang cannot be sent back to the capital, otherwise with the empress's medical skills, he will definitely be able to save him."

Qing Yang is smart and brave, always takes the lead, loves his soldiers very much, has a high prestige in the army, no matter in public or private, military doctors are unwilling to see him lose his life at a young age.

While they were talking, Qing Yang, who had been in a coma for half a day, woke up in a daze. He tried to open his lead-filled eyelids, and struggled to speak, "Mr. Chen..."

"Lord Ching Yang, you're awake, but you feel better?" Doctor Chen and Doctor Wang looked at each other, and they both saw happiness in each other's eyes.

Doctor Ye's antipyretics must have worked.

Qing Yang has been groggy for the past few days, even if he got better a little bit, he wouldn't feel much better, but at this moment, he nodded, "It's much better."

After saying this, he paused for a moment, his tone already serious, "The battle ahead is tight, no matter how far my injury has progressed, you must never tell the emperor."

"Lord Ching Yang..."

Doctor Chen was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qing Yang: "The enemy is in front of us, the emperor needs to focus on the battlefield, if you are distracted by my injury, if something goes wrong, you and I will be Daxia Sinners of the court, sinners of the people of the world!"

The master has gone through untold hardships to get to this point. They sacrificed so many brothers and tried their best to successfully cut off all the back routes of Chen Xiucheng. There must be no mistakes at the last moment.

"But, you..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Speaking too hastily, Qing Yang accidentally choked on his own saliva, coughed a few times with difficulty, and then continued word by word: "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, These are the things I was meant to go through, and no matter what the outcome, I have no complaints."

If he could, at this moment he wanted to follow his master and fight the enemy himself, but he was lying here without hope... Therefore, he must not drag his master back, otherwise he would not be able to forgive himself.

Seeing Qing Yang's spirit was a bit depressed, Wang Jun doctor couldn't bear it and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but Chen Jun doctor stopped him with his eyes, and said respectfully: "Master Qing Yang is resting at ease, and my subordinates will definitely follow your orders."

"it is good."

Qing Yang nodded in satisfaction, and wanted to say something more, but his thoughts were interrupted by his hot body, and the severe cough just now opened several wounds on his back that had finally grown up, and the pain awoke He had no choice but to lie down on the bed with the help of Doctor Chen, and let him apply medicine for himself.

What Qing Yang said is right. Leng Yuanxun is now devoting all his attention to studying the tactical formation. It is true that Chen Xiucheng suffered heavy casualties, but he has never been defeated. Moreover, the big somersault he fell a few days ago seems to have shaken his heart. The deepest motivation is fully stimulated.

Anyone can see that Chen Xiucheng is here to do his best this time.

It is not without reason that mourning soldiers must win.

However, the reason why the underdogs who put everything aside were able to win was largely because they encountered the arrogant soldiers who were dazzled by the victory, but Leng Yuanxun, obviously not.

"Reporting to the emperor, according to your previous order, five thousand elites have been sent to ambush on the road where the Red Lotus Sect's west wing army gathered, but they seem to have been prepared for a long time. The effect was much worse than expected.”

"It's just expected." Hearing the lieutenant general's report, Leng Yuanxun didn't show too much surprise or anger, but just fixed his eyes on one spot, and asked: "Xu Hu, what kind of soldiers are you talking about on the battlefield?" most dominant?"

The deputy general known as Xu Hu is also a confidant who has followed Leng Yuanxun for many years. He is very brave in combat, but he is a little lacking in resourcefulness. He doesn't know why Leng Yuanxun asked this question, but he still replied truthfully: "Your Majesty, naturally It is the cavalry that is the most powerful."

In the ancient times where cold weapons were used to fight, having a cavalry was a symbol of absolute strength. This is also the key point why throughout the ages, the wars between the Central Plains court and the Mongolian nomads seldom achieved absolute victory.

Especially in these nine cold days, the infantry wears cold and heavy armor and holds the same cold and bone-chilling weapons in their hands. It is extremely difficult to even march normally. If they encounter cavalry, they will have to be trampled on , absolutely powerless to fight back.

Hearing this answer, Leng Yuanxun raised his hand and patted Xu Hu's shoulder, smiling slightly, "Yes, Chen Xiucheng probably thinks so too."

Forehead?
Xu Hu was covered in black lines by Leng Yuanxun's increasingly inexplicable words, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and said blankly: "Your Majesty, this subordinate doesn't understand."

"I will understand soon." Leng Yuanxun smiled slightly, apparently not intending to answer Xu Hu's doubts, but asked instead: "I am too busy these days to ask you, how is Qingyang's injury?"

Xu Hu has been leading troops in battle for the past few days, so it is naturally impossible to see the person sent by Doctor Chen to report, so he can only shake his head in a daze, "I don't know, but Master Qingyang is strong and strong. , I think it won't be a serious problem if I get some skin trauma, the emperor can rest assured."

"I think so too, but why is my heart so uneasy." Leng Yuanxun frowned for a moment, then ordered: "Send someone back to take a look, and report to me as soon as possible if you have any questions."

"Yes, I obey." Xu Hu cupped his hands and saluted, and was about to step back, when suddenly he had an idea, and hurried back, "Your Majesty, are you planning to attack Chen Xiucheng's cavalry?"

Seeing Xu Hu looking at him curiously, as if asking for some interesting gossip, Leng Yuanxun couldn't help chuckling, "Your curiosity is really strong."

Xu Hu is tall and big, a typical strong and rough guy, now being teased by Leng Yuanxun, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "This subordinate just thinks that such a good thing must be personally participated in. "

(End of this chapter)