The voice is old but exudes a majesty, which makes people unquestionable.

Everyone turned their heads to the door, only to see a servant trotting over, followed by an old man dressed as a medicine farmer, about seventy years old, with a snow-white beard and hair. The old man's face was tanned, but his neck was white. The contrast between the beard and the neck on the face is clear, and at a glance you can see that you used to be pampered, but recently you have worked tirelessly, and you haven't been tanning for long.

The official entered the hall and bowed, and said, "The big lord, the little one has finally waited for the king to come back." ”

Zhao Xuefei let out a "hmm" and motioned for the official to retreat. He stood up from the Taishi's chair and led the officials towards the door. When he was still ten steps away from the old man, he took the lead in bowing down and said, "Lord Wang, the official is polite." ”

It is said that Wang Dingyi was a miscellaneous official of the sixth grade even when he was the imperial doctor, and he could not be compared with Zhao Xuefei, the official of the seventh grade, and now he is still an idler at home, Zhao Xuefei does not need to be so polite. However, miscellaneous officials also look at what kind of miscellaneous officials are and what kind of miscellaneous officials they are. Wang Dingyi was the imperial doctor in the capital before he became a doctor, and he usually not only treated the eunuchs, but even the emperor met every day. Although the Son of Heaven has changed now, those giant eunuchs are still in the capital, and Wang Dingyi can send a letter to any familiar official, which may affect Zhao Xuefei's future. What's more, now, whether Qian Zijun's injury can be healed depends on Wang Dingyi's methods, how dare Zhao Xuefei be rude.

Wang Dingyi is a person who has seen big events, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhao Xuefei's hospitality, but said lightly: "Lord Wang is polite, let's go see the patient!" ”

Zhao Xuefei hurriedly stepped aside, and the officials who followed him hurriedly hid in both directions, making way in the middle. When Wang Dingyi walked to him, Zhao Xuefei turned around and accompanied him, and then came to Qian Zijun's side, and said, "Lord Wang, take a look!" ”

Wang Dingyi stretched out his hand to remove the herbs from the wound, looked at the festering wound, and frowned. He stretched out two fingers and pinched some herbs, put them under his nose and smelled them, his brows furrowed even tighter, and said softly: "I only know how to stop bleeding but I don't know how to get rid of evil, quacks don't use knives to kill people!" ”

Liu Houde can become a medical officer in Jiyuan Medical Training Department, and he is still a little confident in his medical skills, and he feels that his medical skills are not the first or second in Jiyuan County. He was first said to be a quack doctor by Qian Zijun, and he was already very angry, if it weren't for Zhao Xuefei glaring at him with murderous eyes, he would even argue with Qian Zijun no matter what kind of background he had, in order to maintain his medical authority. Now that he is being called a quack doctor by Wang Dingren, he is even more angry, but he is only angry, but he does not have the intention of arguing with Wang Ding. After all, people are the masters of treating the emperor, and they are absolute authorities in medicine, even if he argues, no one will believe it!

He shrunk his body even lower, wanting to hide himself completely in the crowd, just afraid that Zhao Xuefei would look at him with murderous eyes again. But he couldn't help it, he still looked at Zhao Xuefei's eyes through the crowd, and sure enough, Zhao Xuefei was also looking at him. This time, he didn't see the killing in Zhao Xuefei's eyes, all he saw was disappointment and the sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Liu Houde's whole person is like falling into an ice cave. He is completely finished, not to mention that this medical officer can't do it, nine times out of ten, Zhao Xuefei will still ask him about his crimes. What can I do? Is it easy for him to be this medical officer? Even if you don't forget about the whiskers, it costs a lot of silver. Carrying the name of the medical training department, the money spent has not earned back one-third of it, but now he is about to lose his official position, and it is likely that he will be imprisoned. No, he wants to redeem the bad impression in Zhao Xuefei's eyes and avoid prison to keep his official position, but how can he do it? He didn't have a clue!

Qian Zijun saw Wang Dingyi as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, it can be seen that Wang Ding frowned repeatedly, and immediately had a bad premonition, and hurriedly said: "Royal Doctor Wang, Divine Doctor Wang, save me!" ”

On the way to come, Wang Dingyi already knew who was injured from the mouth of the servant, patted Qian Zijun's shoulder, said in a gentle tone, "Don't worry." When your father was the imperial historian in the capital, I also knew him for a long time, and I will definitely find a way to save you. ”

Qian Zijun breathed a long sigh of relief, and saw that Wang Dingyi still had this relationship with his father, and said, "Please Uncle Wang bother." He quietly waited for Wang Dingyi to think about a solution, but the pain in the wound was numb, like the bite of 10,000 ants, and he couldn't help but think of Liu Houde's words again, and said: "Uncle Wang, why can't you use spirits to clean the wound." ”

Wang Dingyi said casually: "Your injury is too big, and you have gritted your teeth and persisted in the past few days, but I am afraid that you have not eaten a few bites of food, and you have already exhausted your energy." If you wash with spirits, there is a good chance that your body will die of pain if you can endure that kind of pain now. ”

Qian Zijun is clear about his physical condition, don't look at him as if he is nothing now, he is stiff by holding his breath. Usually practicing, a small injury on the hand, pouring it with spirits will make the heart chill. Now that he is in such a situation, if he pours it with spirits, he will definitely die of pain as Wang Dingyi said. He didn't say anything more, and waited quietly for Wang Dingyi to think of a way to save him.

After a long time, Wang Dingyi: "This is the only way to do it!" ”

Almost at the same time, Zhao Xuefei and Qian Zijun asked together: "What should I do?" ”

Wang Dingyi: "If you want to keep your life, you have to amputate your leg." ”

Qian Zijun's face turned pale, and he couldn't speak anymore. Zhao Xuefei said: "Lord Wang, how do you say this?" ”

Wang Dingyi: "Time has dragged on for too long!" If Mr. Qian was injured when he was injured, I didn't go out to collect medicine in Jiyuan City, and now I'm so good that I'm not far from ten. Even if I come back now, it will be too late, the premise is that Mr. Qian's injuries are properly handled. It's a pity that Zhao Houde's medical skills are limited, and he only knows how to stop bleeding but doesn't know anything else, and the wound is full of pus and scabies. Now, the poison of the carbuncle has invaded the bones, and Zhao Gongzi also has a high fever that does not go away, and if he doesn't take the opportunity to cut off his leg to stop the poison of the carbuncle from invading, it will drag on for two or three days, and the gods will not be able to save his life when they come! ”

After thinking about it, Zhao Xuefei felt that Qian Zijun's loss of a leg was more acceptable to the political envoy than losing his life. The lesser of two evils can only be done now. He nodded, and immediately decided to do so. But thinking that the bitter lord didn't speak, he couldn't decide, so he asked, "Lord Zhenfu, what do you mean?" ”

Qian Zijun is like an old monk who has entered the fixed position, and there is no trace of reaction?

Zhao Xuefei had no choice but to pat Qian Zijun's shoulder and continue to ask: "Lord Zhenfu, Lord Zhenfu!" Qian Zijun was taken aback, and then he reacted. Zhao Xuefei continued: "Now, I can only lose my leg to save my life!" ”

Qian Zijun suddenly went crazy and roared: "I was sixteen years old, I could have gone to the Jinshi exam, why didn't I take the exam, that is because I have a soft spot for martial arts, and I feel that the most useless is a scholar, and a good man has to protect his family and fight for the country, so he went to the guard to be a calmer." Now that I haven't made an inch, you let me lose one leg as a disability, and from now on I can only stay at home to eat and drink and wait for death? If it costs less legs to survive, I'd rather die! ”

Wang Dingyi sighed and said, "But this is the only way to save you!" ”

Zhao Xuefei said: "Lord Zhenfu, you are thinking about it." ”

Qian Zijun said: "What to consider?" Then he said to Wang Ding: "What about the imperial doctor?" That's it! I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore, just let me die! ”

The hall was silent for a while, and they didn't know how to persuade Qian Zijun to amputate his leg and survive. After a long time, I suddenly heard someone behind the door say: "Perhaps, I have a way, not only do I have to amputate my leg, but I can also save the life of the adult!" This sentence was like a thunderclap on the ground, which shook everyone to look behind the door, except for Zheng Haoran, everyone else just saw a strange young man.