In the Shengjing Palace, Nurhachi was lying on the bed, and a physician behind him was examining the wound on his back. The wound, which was the size of a fingernail, had expanded to the size of an egg, and black water was faintly coming out.

A foul smell emanated from the wound, and Lang Zhong, who had given Nurhachi to the veteran, looked a little helpless when he saw this.

He had never seen such a sore before, let alone treated it. He just carefully punctured the scab on the top of the wound with a silver needle, and black water gushed out.

The Imperial Physician hurriedly wiped off the black water with a linen cloth, and then tried to gently squeeze it near the sore with his hand. Suddenly, more and more black water gushed out, and Nurhachi, who had been lying on his stomach, also frowned again and again.

It wasn't until Lang Zhong used a large ball of linen that black and red blood flowed out of the wound. Lang Zhong carefully took out the gold sore medicine and applied it to Nurhachi, and then carefully bandaged it with a clean linen.

After doing all this, the imperial doctor's forehead was already full of sweat, and he got up and knelt down and kowtowed before packing up the medicine box and walking out of Nurhachi's bedroom.

Nurhachi had put too much pressure on him, and he had been feeling like he was being targeted by a beast just now. If something happens in the process of diagnosis and treatment, I am afraid that the grass on his grave will be three feet high next year.

As soon as the imperial doctor walked out of the bedroom, he was stopped by a woman wearing a cheongsam, this woman was in her thirties, although she was a little old, but she still had charm.

Lang Zhong didn't dare to look at this woman at all, so he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying "Great Fortune Jin!" ”

The woman's aura was very full, and she said to the imperial doctor without changing her face: "How is the King Khan?" Don't try to lie to me, or ...... Hum! ……”

The imperial doctor swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, kowtowed and said: "If you go back to Dafujin, King Khan is just a recurrence of an old injury, as long as you pay more attention to cultivation, you will definitely heal!" ”

Da Fu Jin was happy for a while, ignored the imperial doctor, and walked straight into Nurhachi's bedroom.

The imperial doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in his heart: Shengjing can't stay anymore, go home and pack up your things immediately or run away immediately!

Although the wounds on Nurhachi's body were recurring from old wounds, it was the first time he had seen such a sore for the first time. When the black water was squeezed out just now, a finger-thick hole appeared in the center of the wound.

Although the Imperial Physician did not dare to check the depth of the hollow, with his years of experience in practicing medicine, such an injury was simply terminally ill and incurable.

Now Nurhachi can still move around casually, completely supported by his strong physique, and it is not impossible to die immediately as long as there is a wind and grass.

He was a physician, and he was the one who specialized in treating Nurhachi's injuries. If Nurhachi had three long and two short, their whole family would be unlucky.

It has become a common practice for the emperor to kill the imperial doctor after death, although Nurhachi is not the emperor, but it is almost the same. Do you dare to tell the truth? If you say it, I'm afraid that your life will be lost immediately.

When Dafujin Abahai walked into the bedroom, Nurhachi was already dressed. The injuries on his back began to deteriorate immediately after he returned to Shengjing, and he had recently developed a trance.

He knew that he couldn't put it off any longer, so he immediately called in the Imperial Doctor for treatment. Having just been treated by the Imperial Doctor, Nurhachi felt much better.

Although the wound would be painful from time to time, it was much better than the usual itching and occasional loss of consciousness.

Seeing Abahai walk in, Nurhachi's brow furrowed. It was rumored that it was this woman who had a green head on her head, and that she was still having an affair with her own son.

It is impossible for Nurhachi not to investigate such a thing, although it is true, but Nurhachi is still silent for the time being because his family ugliness cannot be publicized.

The Jurchens have the custom of taking in and marrying, that is, after the death of the father, the son can marry the father's woman as his wife (it's really messy!). ）。

But that will have to wait until Nurhachi is dead! Now that Nurhachi is still walking around, Abahai is talking to his son Abatai about what is going on.

Although this woman is paving the way for her three sons, it is too early to pave the way. For the sake of this woman giving birth to three sons for Nurhachi, Nurhachi was able to endure until now.

"King Khan! The imperial doctor said that you need to cultivate, Qinghe Hot Spring is a good place to recuperate, why don't you go there to recuperate? Abatai stepped forward and said softly.

Nurhachi wanted to refuse, but he nodded and agreed when he thought that this woman was Dorgon's biological mother.

Early the next morning, Nurhachi took the big and small Fujin in Shengjing towards Qinghe Hot Springs, and the people on both sides of the road knelt on the ground when they traveled.

A figure in the crowd lowered his head deeply, but two cold lights shot out of his eyes. It wasn't until Nurhachi was gone that the man stood up.

When he stood up straight, the people around him immediately let out an exclamation and quickly flashed to the side. One child also said, "Wow! Crying, the man smiled helplessly and turned away.

Wherever he passed, people unconsciously made way for him. Even those Jurchens who have always been above the top and disdainful of the Han people also subconsciously flashed aside.

In fact, there are more than a dozen scars on this person's face, and these scars have just faded and scabbed at a glance. The pink wound is like a dozen pink flesh worms lying on this person's face, who is not afraid of such dignity?

But the man was unconscious, and disappeared into the alley with a low sigh.

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When Huang Taiji heard that Nurhachi had returned to Shengjing, he immediately rushed back non-stop. The plan to use the Han people to fight the Han people must be approved by Nurhachi in order to work.

Otherwise, if he does not carry out it privately, he will provoke Nurhachi's anger, and then his status in Nurhachi's heart will drop a lot.

But he hurried to catch up or was still a step late, and when he arrived in Shengjing, Nurhachi had already gone to Qinghe Hot Springs.

Hearing that there was Abahai, the great blessing of Jin, who was accompanying him, Huang Taiji stopped thinking of going to Qinghe Hot Spring to find Nurhachi. This woman had seduced herself at the beginning, and she had clearly rejected Abahai, and this woman still holds a grudge against her.

The two have taken on a grudge since then, and as long as Abahai is present, Huang Taiji will definitely be targeted. If he went to Qinghe Hot Springs, his plan would definitely be ruined by this woman, so it was better to wait for Nurhachi to come back in Shengjing.

The military situation in Fuzhou also gave Huang Taiji a headache, and he had been fighting with the Changxing army in that small place for a long time, so he was not consumed a lot.

If he hadn't used a large number of Han Chinese, the Zhengbai Flag would have been consumed long ago. However, even the situation of the Han people is not optimistic, and the gap in weapons is not something that can be smoothed out by the number of people.

Unless the Changxing Army gets the skill of building firearms, Fuzhou will be passively defended in the next period of time.

Just when Huang Taiji was worried, a middle-aged official hurriedly ran in from the outside, and tripped over the threshold when he entered the door.

Despite the bruising on his forehead, the middle-aged official still knelt down happily and kowtowed: "Congratulations to Lord Baylor!" Congratulations to Lord Belle! ”