Cao Cao couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and said secretly: "What we lost was the Tun Cavalry Battalion and the Changshui Battalion, the elite of the Han Dynasty cultivated by thousands of selections, and the loss of the Yellow Turban was only 5,000 peasants who laid down their arms and rebelled, how can we compare?" ”

Maybe this is one of the few advantages of Hongji. In the eyes of this group of ancient people, human life is precious and cheap.

But in Hong Ji's eyes, except for himself and the people he cherishes, there is no value in human life, even the emperor and a yellow scarf, in his eyes, it is just one to one.

At night, encamped, Hongji held a post-war summary collective discussion meeting and dining meeting.

After the wine and food were served, Hong Ji, who looked around, found that a few people were not there before he could speak, and asked suspiciously: "What about Second Brother Guan, Yide and Wentai?"

Liu Bei got up and said respectfully: "Return to the general!" My third brother was injured in the eye by a traitor, and Brother Wentai was also seriously injured in his hands and is recuperating in the military tent. ”

Today, Hong Ji's supernatural performance has spread throughout the entire military camp through the fermentation of time, and Liu Bei was surprised and a little in awe.

"What!"

Hong Ji screamed and ran out of the camp without caring for anything.

Whether it was Zhang Heizi, who had a straightforward personality, or Sun Wentai, who crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to save him from fire and water when he was in Guangzong, Hong Ji had a good impression, and when he saw that the two of them were seriously injured, he didn't care about running to see what was going on.

Just a few hundred meters out of the big tent, Hong Ji looked at the vast camp tent and was stunned, "Where are they?" ”

Shaoqing "Who is that, Zhang ......"

"Meet the General!"

"Do you know where General Zhang Fei is?"

The sergeant shook his head with a blank face, his job was only patrolling, where could he manage so much.

Hong Ji was just about to get angry, when there was a rush of footsteps from the side, and he couldn't help but look back.

What caught my eye was a scribe in a green robe and an old man with a white beard and a high forehead.

"Gongyu has seen the general!"

In response to Sun Gan, there was an extremely loud big mouth: "I'm a grass Nima!" You big man, let an old man carry a bamboo basket, you TM is so embarrassed! ”

After speaking, he ignored Sun Qian, who was stunned and aggrieved, and said with a pleasant face: "Grandpa, I'll help you carry it!" ”

Hua Tuo has lived for most of his life, and he can still see it whether he is true or fake, not to mention that he is just a doctor, and the other party is obviously a respected general, all kinds of things make Hua Tuo even more moved: "Thank you for the general's thoughtfulness, it's just that although the little old man is old, he still moves on his back." ”

As he spoke, he shrugged his shoulders with a smile and shook the bamboo basket on his back a few times.

Hong Corn's eyes were full of tears when he watched such a scene.

No one jumped out of the stone, just like the gangster Hong Ye in "The King of Comedy" was touched and speechless when he saw his grandmother's happy appearance when he heard his drama, Hong Ji remembered the appearance of his grandfather when he was a child from Hua Tuo's pretended strong movements, but when he grew up, he was forever separated by yin and yang.

"You're a lot old, so don't be strong, okay!"

As he spoke, he snatched the bamboo basket from his body and carried it on his shoulder.

"Gongyou, where are you going to take the old man?"

Sun Qianqiang endured his emotions and said calmly: "Back to General, the villain was ordered to take Hua Tuo to see General Zhang and General Sun. ”

Only then did Hong Ji remember that the bamboo basket was full of yams and other things: "Then you lead the way!" ”

"Yes!"

As he walked, Hong Ji suddenly remembered a very important question: "Lao Tzu is a poisonous person, so will my body fluids also be poisonous?" ”

At the thought of this, fear came over him like a wave, and he couldn't breathe.

He was really glad that his saliva was not poisonous now, otherwise he really couldn't imagine how devastating he would have been when he held a corpse of He Yi.

"And what about the gold liquid?"

At this moment, Hong Ji felt that even if he really recovered himself, he had to find a young lady to try the gun first, but what if it was poisonous?

In an instant, a strong expectation of curing his poisonous certificate came to his heart, and he secretly vowed that after returning to the capital, he would visit famous doctors to heal him.

After thinking about it, Hong Ji followed Sun Qian to the camp where Zhang Fei was.

When everyone saw Hong Ji enter the tent, they hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks to salute, and Hong Ji pretended to be displeased and hypocritical, and asked Hua Tuo to help see the patient.

I have to say that habits are really terrible things, even Hong Ji, who has always been very arrogant and unable to be rude, has slowly learned to communicate with false courtesy.

Seeing that the food on the table was complete, Hong Ji asked people to serve more wine and food, and forced Hua Tuo to eat some before he began to heal.

Zhang Fei's eyes concocted some secret potions in Hua Tuo and instructed, "Three compresses a day, one compress and half an hour to take off, and it will be fine for a month." ”

After Zhang Fei's eyes, which were easily solved, looked at Sun Jian's hand, Hua Tuo showed a deep groan, and said for a long time: "If the general's palm is not managed, I am afraid it will be abolished!" If you want to cure it, you have to press the general's arm firmly on the table, and then I cut the flesh with a knife until it is seen to the bone, scrape the poison off the bone, apply medicine, and stitch it with thread, and then it will be cured, but I am afraid that the general is afraid. ”

Sun Jian laughed when he heard this, and first stretched out his right hand and the table: "Sir, even if you do it, I will still eat and drink, please don't be surprised!" ”

Hua Tuo didn't say anything anymore, took out a sharp knife, asked someone to put a basin under Sun Jian's table, saw the position, and cut Sun Jian's flesh and skin.

Sun Jian ate and drank as usual under Cheng Pu's feeding, Hua Tuo's skills were skillful, and the knife in his hand had already scraped back and forth on the bones of Sun Jian's arm, and with the sound of Xixi, the blood that flowed out also flowed down the edge of the table and filled the basin.

Except for Guan Yu and the invisible Zhang Fei, the soldiers all hid their faces when they saw this scene, Hong Ji turned his head out of sight, Sun Jian still ate and drank calmly, and his face did not change.

Soon, Hua Tuo scraped the poison off, applied medicine, and stitched up the wound, and changed his left hand to do it again.

After the event, Hua Tuo exclaimed: "The general is really a god!" In my life as a doctor, I have never seen anyone like you. It's just that although the general's poison is gone, there is still some time to recover, don't work hard, and after a hundred days, it will be as good as before. ”

Although Hong Ji was surprised by Sun Jian's determination, he didn't have the idea of letting Hua Tuo see a doctor, and he had to say that habit was really a terrible thing.

In his concept, no, it should be said that in the concept of almost all Chinese people, township doctors are inferior to county doctors, county doctors are not as good as city doctors, and city doctors are not as good as provincial doctors, which is the common sense that everyone agrees.

Therefore, Hong Ji didn't think that Hua Tuo that Jian Yong casually found near Bowang County was so powerful, after all, there was no harm if there was no comparison.

He also went to this world to see a doctor except when he was in a coma, and he really didn't see it when he was awake, so he naturally didn't know that Hua Tuo's level was the highest medical level in the world.

Even in his heart, he maliciously thought: With such rough surgical skills, no wonder he can only mix in the countryside.