The deputy envoy of the Tai Hospital Hu is the old man in the palace, since the Yuan people set the capital, he transferred from the military Lang to the hospital, with superb medical ability, from a small doctor all the way to the deputy envoy, just one step away from the second grade of the hospital envoy.

Since his main attack is bruises, this time the follow-up of the Saman Wang Duzhi immediately thought of him, and no one in the hospital was dissatisfied, which can be said to be expected.

After receiving the order, he did not dare to slack off at all, although the people who see the doctor on weekdays are all nobles in the palace, but the identity of this Bi Yan Chichang is not low, and he can be taken care of by the Great Khan himself, that is a great opportunity, as for the risks, of course, there are also risks, but someone has seen it before, and his life is not hindered.

So, with a medicine boy who accompanied him, carrying the ancestral secret medicine for wounds, Deputy Envoy Hu took the specially adjusted carriage in the courtyard and went out of the palace gate, because the road was very close, the car was not fast, he closed his eyes in the compartment and recuperated, thinking about what to do when he arrived at such a powerful house in a while so as not to lose his manners, and to leave a good impression on the other party.

"Huh?" The carriage stopped suddenly, although it was not bumpy, Deputy Envoy Hu still spoke out dissatisfiedly, and the waiter did not know why, and was about to open the door to take a look, but the door was opened from the outside first.

"Who's in the car?" The face of several Han army sergeants was exposed, and the leader was only a hundred households, and Deputy Envoy Hu glanced at it and closed it, and he didn't need to open his mouth for this trivial matter.

"Blind your dog's eyes, don't you see that it's the carriage of the Tai Hospital, how important is the matter of our deputy envoy, you can't afford to eat the wrong time, which one of your thousand households are you? It doesn't matter which one it is, no one in this city dares to stop our carriage" The waiter pointed at them sharply and scolded, and the hundred households did not show any embarrassment, but smiled and glanced at a few of his subordinates, and at the same time stepped forward to stop the car door.

"Don't talk nonsense, tell them to let go." Deputy Envoy Hu interrupted him a little impatiently, even if he wanted to take care of it, it would be done later, what kind of effort did he delay?

"I'm sorry."

"Hmph, I know it's wrong, so don't hurry up"

The waiter replied with a smooth mouth, and before he finished speaking, the face of the hundred households came closer, his right hand swung out violently, and the fist the size of a medicine bowl held something and bumped into it, and the waiter only said ≧dǐng≧diǎn≧ small≧ said, .∨.o◇s_(); When I felt a "buzzing" sound in my head, I didn't know anything.

"You" Deputy Hu who was awakened by the accident in the car opened his eyes and found that he had a long knife around his neck, and the bright white knife light flashed his eyes, forcing the words in his mouth back, several Han soldiers unceremoniously squeezed into the carriage, and then carried a person up, Deputy Hu used his afterglow to skim that it was the carriage, and his heart sank at once.

Baihu sat down beside him unceremoniously, picked up the medicine box placed aside and opened it to see, Vice Envoy Hu subconsciously wanted to reprimand, and the long knife resting at the other party's feet reminded him that these people are not simple. When I thought of the bloody incident that happened in the Governor's Mansion a few days ago, his heart suddenly and irrepressibly "thumped" and beat really hard, could it be that these evil gods had found him.

"It's the master, I've wronged you." When Deputy Envoy Hu saw that he had seen the medicine box, he suddenly said such a sentence, and showed a smile at himself, and he didn't know how to answer, when he hit the back of his head heavily, and the person fell crookedly in the carriage.

Saman's mansion has nothing to do with his ancestors, and the mansion is not like the Han people who have lived in the same house for several generations, living in his immediate family, a group of wives and concubines, a few minor children, and more servants and subordinates, because of their status, most of the servants are tribal people, and he has been accustomed to life in the city for many years, and it is difficult to adapt to the grazing days on the grassland.

"But the carriage in the palace? But I don't know which doctor arrived. "Like the powerful families elsewhere in the city, there is also a Han man in charge of affairs in the Saman Mansion, in order to facilitate communication, after all, these people are better at socializing and socializing.

At this moment, the steward in his house met a carriage at the foot of the steps, and by looking at the sign, he knew that this was the exclusive carriage of the Tai Hospital, for those who were a little older for the imperial doctors to go to the clinic, and from the regulations, the steward could see at a glance that the level of the people who came was probably not low.

"By the mouth of the Great Khan, I came to your mansion on business, and the official surname is Song, I don't know what to call this one?"

"It turned out to be an envoy of the Song Academy, disrespectful and disrespectful, surnamed Wang under the family, and he was the steward of the house."

The king's steward bowed his hand, and the person who came did not look old, but he was dressed in the official uniform of the deputy envoy, no matter what his medical skills were, no one could be offended. Looking at the other party's face full of confidence, most of them are upstarts who have to be used, such people, even the lord of the mansion will treat each other politely, and the people who are waiting are the masters who speak well in front of the Great Khan!

"It's not too early, it's important to get down to business, please lead the way."

This envoy of the Song Dynasty was followed by a tall and long retinue, carrying a quaint medicine box, and at a glance there were things of age, for his medical skills, the king steward believed a little, and his tone was also respectful, and he hurriedly walked to the front to guide him.

It can be seen that this quite large mansion has undergone some transformation, some of the original pavilions and rain pavilions have been demolished, and the inner pattern seems to be wide open and closed, and it is a huge garden when you turn the wall. It is not accurate to say that the garden is grassland, because it is all grass, and occasionally some small wildflowers are dotted with it, and there are many animals on it, such as cattle, horses, sheep, and deer.

Came to the backyard, a few servants guarding the door stopped them, the king steward stepped forward to explain, the servants looked at the two people behind them, the Song court envoy looked around indifferently, his face was full of arrogance, not a single diǎn because of this powerful place and some restraint, the servants diǎndiǎn head release, at this time, a woman's voice came from the courtyard, and there seemed to be a faint cry in the middle.

Saman's wife is a Mongolian woman, naturally there is no Han girl's subtlety and shame to see people, she led a group of women to surround the new imperial doctor, and began to ask questions indiscriminately, and the Song court envoy looked a little wolf, but he didn't say a word about their questions, and the king steward looked at it for a long time, only to understand that this imperial doctor dared to understand Mongolian.

He stepped forward and said something to the hostess, who waved his hand and drove the group of women out, and the Song court envoy gratefully arched his hand at her, this humility won her favor, although it was a little strange why the people in the hospital did not learn the Mongolian language, and in the end there was no accusation, the man lay inside, and saving people was the most important thing.

"My master said that the envoy of the labor hospital is bothered, she will take care of it outside, if you need anything, please speak directly."

The steward of the king translated the woman's words, and the envoy of the Song court, diǎndiǎn, walked in with his entourage, opened a beaded curtain, and the pungent smell of herbs and blood in the room came to his face.

In fact, Saman's illness was his own doing, and at first he didn't care about it, and with external injuries, he had to rush back to the capital overnight, and as soon as he entered the city, he felt that he couldn't hold on, and he staggered and almost fell from his horse. The accompanying sergeant found a carriage from near the city gate and loaded him into the palace, so how could he go directly to face the saint in such a situation?

The bumpy guide on the road was broken open, and the body was weak due to excessive blood loss, although Guan Hanqing's medical skills were not very good, it was also for the old lady doctor in the hospital, such a disease was not diagnosed, and he was driven out of the palace a long time ago.

But on the surface it seemed very dangerous, and after re-medicating and taking some soup, the man fell asleep. During the day, most of the time he was groggy and not very awake, and sometimes he would talk some nonsense, and his family was frightened all of a sudden, so he entered the palace and asked for a person with advanced medical skills to come, and the Great Khan also wanted to see if his henchman was reminding himself of his injuries, and he had become what he was now.

Sa Man slept all night and half a day, somewhat regained his spirit, when he heard movement outside, he opened his eyes, and saw his wife walk in in a daze, followed by several men, he wanted to struggle to sit up, but was held down by his wife who hurriedly stepped forward, seeing her worried look, Sa Man tried to squeeze out a smile.

"Let him roll over and I'll take a look at the injury."

For the Song court envoy did not use honorifics, his wife was unaware, and some muttering Wang stewards of course would not point it out, but it was just a habit of others, after all, maybe even the Great Khan had been someone else's patient, and it was normal for the doctor to be in charge of people's lives, and it was human nature to be arrogant.

With the help of his retinue and the king's steward, Saman was turned over, but in fact his injuries were both before and after, so that he became lying on the bed. The envoy of the Song Yuan stepped forward and removed a wrapping cloth, which was coated with some black paste, smelling of a medicinal herb, the wound was not big, but it looked a little deep, and the blood slowly seeped out, which was shocking to see.

"Quick."

He glanced at it, then stretched out his hand to the back, and the attendant who came with him put down the medicine box, opened it and took out a delicate small porcelain bottle, just looking at the bottle was worth a lot, the king steward took it and unscrewed the stopper, carefully poured out some white powder in his heart, and then lowered his head and said to Saman who was lying on the bed.

"Maybe there will be pain, bear with it."

After speaking, he didn't wait for anyone to answer, and carefully cleaned off the black paste on it with his empty hands, revealing a slightly pale flesh and a reddened wound. The woman and the steward on the side saw it very clearly, and at the moment when the blood soaked out, the right hand of the envoy of the Song court flipped over, poured the white powder on it, and then pressed it, and the patient on the bed snorted coldly, obviously feeling the pain.

After a while, he let go of his hand, and the woman and the others were surprised to find that the wound was no longer oozing blood, and the blood was condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into some dark red lumps, and the person on the bed was not exhaling pain, such a magical effect made the woman smile immediately.

"There is no need to say thank you, a doctor's duty, but he has suffered a lot, and he will be cleaned up one by one, and please bear with me for the inconvenience."

The envoy of the Song court stopped the translation of the king steward disappreciably, and the meaning of his words was obvious, the king steward looked at his mistress with some embarrassment, but the woman was not angry, and the diǎndiǎn head retreated with the people, leaving the inner room to him and his entourage.

Seeing that there were no outsiders in the room, the envoy of the Song Academy looked at the man with a bare back on the bed, and the Hexi on his face was gone, replaced by a cold expression. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, if he wasn't in it, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.