"It's useless, it's all useless."

Hua Tuo grabbed his hair, and in the past seven days, he barely closed his eyes.

Keep checking Zhao Hong's body, and then flip through the medical books.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot and looked terrifying.

"Mr. Hua, this matter can't be forced, you go and rest first."

The seven pills were ineffective, and Zhao Hui also lost confidence, planning to use tiger blood to save Zhao Hong.

"My lord, can you give me three days?" Hua Tuo's voice became hoarse.

"The young master's current body is fine, even if he takes tiger blood a few days later, there will be no problem."

Seeing Zhao Hui's hesitation, Hua Tuo said again.

Although Zhao Hong is Zhao Hui's son, now Zhao Hui is actually more worried about Hua Tuo.

Although the poison in Zhao Hong's body cannot be cured, after all, there is tiger blood that can be suppressed, so Zhao Hui is not very worried now.

If something goes wrong with Hua Tuo, Zhao Hui is really desperate.

Although Hua Tuo made the seven pills this time, none of them had any effect.

But to say who is most likely to cure this strange poison, it still depends on Hua Tuo's ability.

Without Hua Tuo, there is really no hope.

Although the tiger blood can be suppressed, Zhao Hui drank it at the beginning.

Once or twice, it's acceptable.

But over time, it will have a great impact on people's personalities.

A man is a man, not a beast.

It is the beast that drinks the blood.

If man is like this, over time he will become a beast.

Especially a child with an undecided heart.

Zhao Hui didn't want to, and in the future, Zhao Hong would suck human blood at every turn.

Tiger blood is only temporary, not long-lasting.

"Sir, then two days, Zhao Hong is not in a hurry, even if it doesn't work this time, maybe Mr. will have a way next time." Zhao Hui said.

"Thank you, Lord."

Although it was Zhao Hui who asked him to heal Zhao Hong, but now, Hua Tuo wants to thank Zhao Hui.

In the past, Hua Tuo thought that his medical path had reached its peak, and it was very difficult to go further.

But now, Hua Tuo knows that his medical skills are not enough. There are also many diseases that he cannot cure.

The strange poison on Zhao Hong's body, as well as the skin on Zhou Cang's body, as well as those hand and foot transplants and organ transplants.

If you don't understand this, Hua Tuo won't be willing to die.

It's just that two days passed quickly.

Hua Tuo still had no other way to treat Zhao Hong.

In the past two days, probably because he didn't take the pill, Zhao Hong's limbs showed signs of atrophy again.

"Lord, feed the young master tiger blood."

Hua Tuo found that Zhao Hong's body began to change, so he took the initiative to find Zhao Hui.

"Maybe there is something in the tiger's blood that is just right to restrain this strange poison." Zhao Hui said.

Unfortunately, Zhao Hui did not have the instrument to analyze the components in tiger blood.

"All things are mutually reinforcing, tiger blood is just one of them, there must be another thing."

Hua Tuo stood on the side, watching Zhao Hui hold a knife and walk to the side of the Tiger King.

"Hong'er needs your blood to save his life, just a little bit, rest assured."

Zhao Hui touched the head of the Tiger King.

The Tiger King did not resist, seemed to understand Zhao Hui's words, stretched out its claws, and a pair of tiger mothers looked at the knife in Zhao Hui's hand and cut a small cut on its front paws.

Soon tiger blood was seen flowing out and falling into the bowl below.

Zhao Hui didn't give the Tiger King a lot of blood, only the capacity of a teacup, and then used the herbs that had been prepared long ago to stop the bleeding for the Tiger King.

Hua Tuo took the tiger blood and went to feed Zhao Hong.

Like last time, Zhao Hong, who drank tiger blood, returned to normal and woke up after two hours.

"Mutual restraint, what kind of medicine will be compatible with tiger blood?"

After Zhao Hong woke up, Hua Tuo had already begun to read medical books.

The pharmacology of tiger blood is similar to that of tiger blood, and he already has a few names in his heart, but it is not enough.

But Hua Tuo already has some certainty.

Only this time, Zhao Hong woke up, and Zhao Hui found that he didn't like to eat.

"Lord, Cheng Yuanzhi has news." Xu Shu came in with Cheng Yuanzhi's paperwork.

"What's going on over there with Karasuma?"

In the past, Zhao Hui was very jealous of Xianbei and Karasuma, but now, those tribes on the grassland are already under Zhao Hui's control.

The powerful tribe will either obey Zhao Hui's orders, or they will disappear.

On the grassland, with new rules, even if there are invincible warriors in small tribes, they can no longer easily rise and become a big tribe as before.

Any tribe that starts a war without permission will be wiped out by the Han army.

The chiefs of the small tribes agreed with such rules, and they were staunch supporters.

They no longer have to worry about their tribe being swallowed up, they can follow the Han people, and they can have a stable life.

The big tribes that were disobedient at the beginning have long since disappeared from the grassland.

The big tribes left behind today are all obedient.

Cheng Yuanzhi has been in Karasuma for many years, and Zhao Hui is still very relieved.

Every month, if there is nothing to do, it will be at the end of the month, and there will be news sent to Zhao Hui.

It's not yet the end of the month, and suddenly there is a letter from Cheng Yuanzhi, and Zhao Hui knows that Karasuma should be a little surprised.

"Cheng Yuanzhi captured Cao Cao, Sikong Mansion, and Cao Yuan, Mao Jue in Karasuma." Xu Shu said.

"Mao Jue? How did he end up on the steppe? ”

"Cao Cao sent Mao Jue as an envoy to contact the tribes on the grassland, intending to fund those tribes and let the war ignite on the grassland."

Zhao Hui suddenly understood in his heart, and said: "Mao Jue is on the grassland, which tribes have he contacted?" ”

"There are tribes such as wild horses, Leeds, and Puyou."

The mission of twenty people, even if Mao Jue's bones are very hard, but the others can't survive the punishment.

Moreover, twenty people, who were detained separately for questioning, could not hide whether they were true or not.

Mao Jue is in the Wild Horse Tribe, although he is talking about the order of the Son of Heaven, but Yanzhou Xudu has already been Cao Cao's word.

They don't know about Mustang Zaha, but Zhao Hui and Xu Shu know in their hearts who Mao Jue is doing things for.

"This time I was able to find Mao Jue, thanks to Ma Bo in the Wild Horse Tribe, it was this person who learned the news, and followed Mao Jue all the way, and then in the Gude tribe, tied up Mao Jue and all of them and sent them to Cheng Yuanzhi."

Cheng Yuanzhi explained these situations in detail in the letter.

"Mapocai, what is the size of the Gude tribe now?" Zhao Hui said.

"The Gude tribe is just a small tribe, with only more than five hundred people."

Xu Shu already knows this information.

"Let Cheng Yuanzhi send troops to exterminate the three tribes of Wild Horse Lizpuru, and the female dependents will be incorporated into the Gude tribe."

With one sentence, Zhao Hui decided the fate of the four small and medium-sized tribes on the grassland.

"Got it."

Xu Shu nodded.

Although the wild horses of Liz Pu tour the three tribes, there is no war yet.

But since Mao Jue could leave from their tribe, even if the three tribes didn't agree at that time, they were hesitating in their hearts.

In a word, the steppe needs stability.

Any factors that may undermine the stability of the grassland, Zhao Hui will remove them as soon as possible.