Chapter 112: Chronic Poison (I)
"Ahem... I'm just joking, Lord Earl, how can you say I'm molesting Corrie! Not only did Ke Li hold her little face shyly, Qian Buli felt a little uncomfortable on his face, so he quickly changed the topic: "Lord Earl, is the doctor you found reliable or not?" ”
"Do you still need a doctor?" Jia Tianxiang stood up and walked to Qian Buli's approach, lightly touched Qian Buli's injured leg, and only after Qian Buli couldn't help but snort, he shook his head and took a step back: "What?" How is this injury real?? ”
"How is it not true?" Qian Buli smiled bitterly: "My assassination is real, and I just want to make the instigators behind the scenes think that they have done it." ”
"Oh... Then I misunderstood. Jia Tianxiang sat back in his chair: "Don't blame me, the leader is unpredictable, I saw you talking just now, I thought everything was arranged by adults." ”
"I'm not going to arrange any bitter tricks!" Qian Bu said: "Lord Earl, is the doctor you found reliable or not?" ”
"There is a doctor who is reliable, he is the one who has followed me for decades, but he is best at detoxification with poison, and his medical skills for this kind of trauma are similar to those of ordinary doctors." Jia Tianxiang showed a gloating smile: "Do you need me to invite him?" As a nobleman, Jia Tianxiang attaches the most importance to his demeanor, he thinks that he has lost a lot of face just now, since the money is fine, of course he wants to take a small revenge on the money without affecting the overall situation.
"Then let him come, and no other doctor will be looking." Qian Buli knew that his leg only hurt the muscles, and there was no problem with the muscles and bones, as long as the bleeding was stopped, disinfected, and the wound was bandaged, there would be no major problem.
"Okay." Jia Tianxiang walked to the door and whispered a few words to the guards outside the door.
Qian Buli took out the pistol on his waist and put it under the pillow, it's still a modern weapon! Otherwise, it will be difficult to escape the enemy today! Cheng Da glanced at the pistol curiously on the side, and then turned his gaze, he vaguely felt that the heavenly power of the Lord was sent from that mysterious little thing.
"Commander, who do you think is behind this?" Jia Tianxiang walked back, it is obvious that Qian Buli's assassination represents that there is a black network in Fuzhou, and solving the black network is the most important thing! If it is not handled properly, today it is Qian Buli who is assassinated, and tomorrow it may be his turn Jia Tianxiang, or even Ji Shengqing, not everyone can have money without leaving this kind of luck.
"I don't know about that, but when the news of my death gets out, I think they'll jump out of the way." Qian Buli said while groaning: "But you have to send a reliable messenger to the front line and tell Du Bing the truth, otherwise the army's morale will be chaotic." ”
"That's why you deliberately cheated to death!" Jia Tianxiang nodded: "I will send a reliable messenger to deliver the news, but... Lord Commander, from your assassination, I found that Fuzhou lacks one... An agency, an agency dedicated to intelligence, it is not enough to have guards, so that we will always be beaten! Today it was you who was assassinated, so who will be your turn next time? ”
"You and I went together." Qian Buli sighed: "I have this idea, but the most critical question is, who will be in charge of the intelligence department?" It's okay for my subordinates to charge into battle, but it's difficult to do this kind of thing, and engaging in intelligence requires a tenacious character, a smart mind, cruel methods, and a strong ability to observe words and feelings, is there a suitable candidate for Lord Earl? ”
Jia Tianxiang pondered for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "I have a group of people who listen to the news, but there are no people you are talking about, um... Can you see He Zicheng's ability? ”
"Intelligence is our eyes, and I can't give my eyes to someone I can't trust." Qian Buli shook his head: "Let's wait a minute, among my generals, only Wang Rui is suitable for being in charge of intelligence, but... The battlefield needs him even more. ”
Jia Tianxiang nodded a little worriedly, and did not speak again, the establishment of a special intelligence agency is an imperative thing, and if it drags on for a few days, maybe something big will happen.
There was a sound of talking outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man who was about forty years old, with bright eyes and a little short stature, walked in, the middle-aged man looked very ordinary, not handsome and not ugly, and the most eye-catching thing on his face was the hooked nose that was rare for Ji Zhou.
"This is the doctor Jiang Weiqiao I am talking about, his poison and antidote techniques can be regarded as one of the best in Ji Zhouguo." Jia Tianxiang stood up and introduced.
"Your Excellency, Lord Earl, you have won too much." Jiang Weiqiao saluted Jia Tianxiang very respectfully: "My lord, I heard that the commander was injured?" It is.... This adult, right? Jiang Weiqiao turned his gaze to Qian Buli.
Qian Buli lay on the bed and didn't move, just stretched out his hand and beckoned, signaling Jiang Weiqiao to come over.
Jiang Weiqiao walked over, first carefully looked at the injury on Qian Buli's leg, and then took out a sharp knife from his pocket, Cheng Da hurriedly stepped forward and stood behind Jiang Weiqiao, always on guard, as long as Jiang Weiqiao acted a little excessively, he would capture Jiang Weiqiao on the spot.
Jiang Weiqiao noticed Cheng Da's actions, he smiled slightly, and gently picked Qian Buli's pants with a knife, and as a strip of cloth fell, Qian Buli's thighs were gradually exposed.
The muscles on Qian Buli's leg were not very deep, but it was very long, almost half the size of the palm, Jiang Weiqiao's eyes stared at the tightly tied rope at Qian Buli's thigh, and asked in surprise: "Lord Commander still knows medical skills?" ”
Qian Buli smiled: "I only know a little." ”
Jiang Weiqiao nodded, and gently stabbed the flesh on Qian Buli's leg with the knife in his hand, Qian Buli couldn't help but gasp, Cheng Da's big hand had already stretched out, and when he saw Jiang Weiqiao put the knife back, he put his hand down.
Jiang Weiqiao frowned and said softly: "It's strange, it's not a poisonous arrow!" ”
Cheng Da suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Old guy, what did you say?" Say it again!! ”
"Cheng Da!" Qian Buli snorted: "Mr. Jiang, what's so strange about not poisoning arrows?" ”
"But those assassins have poison! If they wanted to assassinate the Commander, how could they not apply poison to the arrows? Jiang Weiqiao explained.
"How do you know they're poisoned?" Qian Buli stared at Jiang Weiqiao, paying attention to Jiang Weiqiao's every move.
"When I came, I saw the assassin." Jiang Weiqiao was still pondering: "That assassin has been poisoned by a chronic poison, and he will not have a seizure today, but he will die tomorrow." ”
"That's right... Qian Buli's eyes flashed with a cold light, no one knew what he was thinking, and after a while, Qian Buli exhaled: "Mr. Jiang, let's help me bandage my wound first." ”
Jiang Weiqiao nodded, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, carefully dripped the reddish liquid in the bottle on Qian Buli's wound, and began to dispose of Qian Buli's wound.
The great Tianwei General Qian Buli was naturally embarrassed to ask for an anesthetic for himself, and it was difficult to say whether there was an anesthetic in this world, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it, and stay up little by little.
Then Jiang Weiqiao actually took out a needle from his pocket, as well as a bundle of gray-white thread: "Lord Commander, in order to make your injuries heal faster, I will sew your wounds with pig intestines!" This one.... Don't worry, I've sewed up wounds on a few people, and it won't hurt. ”
"Mr. Jiang, can you do it?" Jia Tianxiang had never seen a needle to stitch up a wound, so he couldn't help but ask worriedly.