Li Feibai came to this room, originally just to see the excitement. But when Zhao Xuefei said the words who could cure Qian Zijun's injury and reward a hundred taels of silver, his originally calm heart became uncalm.

One hundred taels of silver is definitely not a small amount. Zhao Xuefei's annual income is only about twenty-nine taels of silver, which is equivalent to the salary of a county magistrate for more than three years, how can it be regarded as a small amount. Even if a hundred taels of silver is not a small amount in the Hereafter, it is worth a hundred thousand dollars no matter how it is calculated.

Li Feibai is a person with big ambitions, doing big business and making a lot of money. But first of all, big business has to invest a lot, the so-called big profit is big, and everything is in vain without money. If he has a hundred taels of silver, his financial problem will be solved, and in the future, as long as he has strong capital, he will soon be able to study electricity.

As for the 10,000 taels of silver quoted by Qian Zijun, although it was more attractive than 100 taels of silver, he didn't think much about it. He knew that it was just a dying man, and the last cry in order to grasp the life-saving straw could not be taken seriously. As long as he can get a hundred taels of silver, he is already very content, and he can be regarded as digging the first pot of gold in the Ming Dynasty, and he can start the follow-up plan. So he began to ponder Qian Zijun's injuries to see if he could heal his injuries and get the one hundred taels of silver.

Li Feibai is not a doctor of medicine, but he has had almost the same experience as Qian Zijun — he also suffered an injury to his leg. When he was a child, he was very naughty, climbing low and high, and there was nothing in the world that he didn't dare to do. Once, in order to show off in front of my friends, of course, the biggest reason was that there were two handsome little girls in my friends. He tried to jump against a low wall, but unfortunately he didn't, and his calf came into close contact with the low wall, and a piece of flesh the size of an egg was cut off by a brick, and he was bleeding profusely.

Because he was too naughty, Li Feibai was reprimanded by his mother and fisted by his father. Therefore, he felt that if he let his parents see the injury, he would inevitably be scolded and punched again. So he didn't talk about it, but wrapped the wound with a cloth and put on a pair of trousers to cover it. After ten days and a half months, the injury was just like Qian Zijun's at this time, not only suppuration but also maggots, high fever did not go away, and he told his parents to go to the hospital for treatment when the pain was unbearable.

He remembered very well that the doctor gave him a local anesthetic, scraped the carrion with a scalpel, and sewn it up with a needle and thread. It didn't take long for his injuries to heal.

Qian Zijun's wound was much bigger than his, and the condition was much more serious, but it was basically the same. His injuries can be cured, and Qian Zijun's injuries should also be cured. The key is that the medicines and tools needed to treat the injury are not complete, and the dosage is not enough.

Li Feibai once took out the medicines in the black suitcase and put them in, what kind of medicines they were, and he still had some impressions in his mind. He pondered that perhaps poaching was also an extremely dangerous job, and that most of these medicines were related to healing injuries. A scalpel to scrape carrion? Yes! A no-remove needle and thread for sewing wounds? Yes! Morphine for pain relief? Yes! Antibiotics to protect against infection? Yes! Antipyretics for fever? Yes!

There are all the medicines that should be available, and it seems that they can heal Qian Zijun's injuries, and winning a hundred taels of silver is like finding something. But he was not in a hurry to speak, but waited for Zheng Haoran to write the notice and then stamp it with a big seal, that is, he was not afraid of Zhao Xuefei Laipi when he had a note.

However, before the notice could be written, the imperial physician Wang Dingyi appeared.

If a person can see a doctor for the emperor, his medical skills must be very good! Li Feibai felt that the one hundred taels of silver in his hand had flown again, and he knew that he would speak out to heal as soon as Wang Ding appeared, and the one hundred taels of silver would not arrive.

You can't figure out anything, and if you think about it, you'll find problems. Li Feibai was annoyed and thought a lot. If he spoke out at that time, Zhao Xuefei and others would have asked him to treat Qian Zijun's injuries? Not necessarily! That's the son of the political envoy's family, the lord of the town in the Kaifeng Guard, not a cat or a dog, and he can be ruled by a farmer casually. Even if Zhao Xuefei was cornered, he agreed to let him rule. For the safety of Mr. Qian, his healing tools must be checked! He took out a syringe, a scalpel, a needle and thread to suture the wound. There are glass, there are plastic, these people have never seen these things at this time, how can they believe that these are for healing? And how do you explain to them where these things come from? Could it be that they told them that they had traveled through time, and that these things were healing tools hundreds of years later? They would have thought he was crazy, and how could they let him heal.

Also, what if he speaks up? Wang Dingyi's royal doctor arrived in time, as long as the person who is not sick in the brain will let the royal doctor treat his injuries, and he will not be allowed to heal his injuries!

Li Feibai was deeply glad that he didn't have Meng Lang to speak out, but it was a pity that the one hundred taels of silver could not be obtained, and the time for him to dig the first pot of gold had to be postponed.

Unexpectedly, the treatment plan proposed by Imperial Doctor Wang for Qian Zijun's injury was to amputate his leg to save his life. This is the imperial doctor who treated the emperor, the medical master of the Ming Dynasty! Li Feibai was deeply saddened by the backwardness of medicine hundreds of years ago, and at the same time happy for his own good fortune!

That's when he decided to speak out. That's the time, it's the same time! The current situation is that Imperial Doctor Wang can save Qian Zijun's life but has to amputate a leg, and Qian Zijun would rather not die than keep his leg. The two formed a stalemate, and he became Qian Zijun's last straw, no matter what conditions he proposed, Qian Zijun would agree. For example, under the banner that ancestral medical skills are inconvenient to pass on to the public, he does not let others check the tools and medicines he uses to treat injuries, nor does he let others observe and learn. Wait, wait, Qian Zijun will not object.

And Zhao Xuefei and others, who can't resist Qian Zijun, will also hold the spirit of a dead horse as a live horse doctor and let him perform the spell.

Li Feibai's sentence "Maybe I can save the life of the adults without amputating my legs" was not Zhao Xuefei and others, but Zheng Haoran. His head buzzed. What is this place? Who are the people in front of you? How can such a joke be made! These officials all want official authority, and if you make such a joke, aren't you playing with fire and self-immolation?

Whether Li Feibai will treat his injuries or not, Zheng Haoran knows clearly. Not to mention Li Feibai, the Li family has never been a doctor for dozens of generations, and has always made a living from farming. Li Feibai can't read a single word, he has been farming since he was a child, how can he treat his injuries?

"The injury that the royal doctor can't cure, you say you can treat it, but the county master can't let you treat it, and you can cure the town master with three long and two short, can the county master spare you? Can Lord Pacify spare you? Can the envoy spare you? Didn't you put your life into it with a word? Zheng Haoran deeply regretted that he was so obsessed with officials, as soon as he heard that he could behave in front of the county master, he forgot everything, and actually asked Li Feibai to follow him here and say such things.

What's the use of regretting now, you can't let Li Feibai give away his life for a word addiction. Thinking of this, he jumped up from the chair, raised his foot and kicked it at Li Feibai's buttocks, shouting: "Don't look at what kind of place this is, dare to talk nonsense?" Get the hell out of here! ”