"I ask you to pull it out, you can pull it out quickly, as the imperial doctor, you only need to take care of your own affairs, if you dare to say in the barracks that I can't go to the battlefield again, I will hang your head on the city gate!"

Now that the king of Huainan has fallen, Shen Qing is also seriously injured.

As the leader of the army and the emperor, if he can't go to the battlefield, his morale will be much weaker than that of the Southern Plains.

Therefore, he must fight to the end in this battle!

The imperial doctor's eyes were full of murderous eyes at the God King, and he immediately replied in a trembling voice: "Okay, good, the minister will pull it out for you." ”

So, Ying Zhan closed her eyes again.

However, he waited for a few breaths, and before the imperial doctor could pull out the arrow, he couldn't help frowning impatiently.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the imperial physician staring at his chest, standing there trembling and fearful in his eyes.

Ying Zhan looked down at his chest, his eyes indifferent.

It was as if what was stuck in his chest was not an arrow, but just two thorns.

Ying Zhan puffed up her chest, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Pull it out! ”

The imperial doctor was under tremendous pressure, so he had to disinfect the emperor's wound first.

He is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid that if the emperor has a good person, then his family's life will not be guaranteed, and he will become a sinner through the ages.

Immediately afterwards, the imperial physician first pulled out the first arrow for the emperor.

As soon as he finished pulling out an arrow, blood sprayed out of the wound like a fountain.

And, the other arrow was a little loose and swayed slightly in the chest.

Such shaking will definitely involve the pain of the wound.

However, Emperor Beilin always closed his eyes, and did not cry out in pain, let alone say a word.

The man just bit his cheeks, beads of sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, his hands were clenched into fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hands jumped suddenly.

Fortunately, his silence allowed the imperial doctor to deal with the wound calmly and calmly, and pulled out the other arrow.

The arrow pierced two inches into the skin, and there were some flesh and blood clots on it.

After the two arrows were drawn, the imperial doctor cleaned the wound and began to dig out the necrotic flesh around the wound with a knife.

And breathed a deep sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, fortunately, these two arrows did not pierce your heart, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." ”

Ying Zhan closed her eyes and let out a deep "um".

At this moment, Li Zhong saw that Emperor Beilin's face had turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

He frowned and tilted his head, unable to bear to look at it more.

A while ago, the emperor's right arm was slashed with a heavy axe, and his bones were exposed, and he endured to go to the battlefield.

I can't write when I write letters and review folds, so I still find Prince Mu to write on my behalf.

However, the letter back to the concubine was written by the emperor at his own insistence.

After the imperial doctor took care of the wound and stitches, it was already an hour later.

The imperial doctor saw that the emperor's body was covered with sweat, and now that the first moon was cold, this sweat must be the cold sweat that flowed from the treatment of wounds.

The imperial doctor pulled his lips and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, does it hurt, or... The minister gave you some paralyzing medicine, so that it can stop some pain? ”

Ying Zhan: "It's okay, it's only more than 30 stitches, and I can still bear it." ”

Hearing this, the imperial doctor was slightly surprised, "How do you know that the minister has more than 30 stitches?" ”

Ying Zhan's thin lips opened lightly: "I count." ”

"......" The imperial doctor pursed his lips in fear, "Your Majesty, you are the most heroic and tolerant person you have ever seen in your decades of medical practice!" ”

The emperor doesn't use anesthetics.

Before stitching the needle, he drew arrows and cut the dead flesh.

The emperor didn't say a word during the whole process, he thought that the emperor was numb from pain, and his brain was blank.

Who knew that the emperor actually counted the number of stitches so clearly!

Just then, a soldier came in, "Your Majesty, the King of Huainan is clamoring to see you." ”

When Ying Zhan heard this, his brows furrowed, and he glanced at Li Zhong.

Li Zhong understood and waited for the emperor to change into clean clothes.

A moment later, Ying Zhan went to the camp of the king of Huainan.

The army was temporarily camped in a wilderness.

Also as an important figure in the army, Ying Zhan's camp is not far from the camp of King Huainan.

About a time to touch a cup of tea, Ying Zhan walked to the tent of the king of Huainan.

As soon as he entered the camp, the tip of Ying Zhan's nose smelled a strong smell of blood.

The smell was worse than the smell of his tent.

I saw King Huainan lying on the bed in the tent, Prince Rui tied a few gauze on his body, and was kneeling on one knee beside the bed.

Ying Zhan raised his feet to the side of the bed, and saw that King Huainan was covered with gauze everywhere.

The gauze was snow-white, but it was stained red with bright blood.

There was even blood dripping on the ground along the fingers of King Huainan hanging on the edge of the bed.

Drop after drop, dripping red earth-colored ground.

On the handsome face of King Huainan, the skin of the chin was open, the skin was bursting, and the bloody wounds were rolling, which looked shocking.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zhan said angrily: "What about the imperial doctor? He was lying in a pool of blood, no one stopped the bleeding for him, no one changed his gauze? ”

As soon as the voice fell, the frightened imperial doctor on the side immediately knelt down, "Your Majesty, there are dozens of large and small wounds on King Huainan's body, and the minister just wants to stop the bleeding, but he is also more than enough and not enough." ”

"And he was shot in the heart by an arrow in the chest, which ...... It directly endangers your life, so I suggest that you prepare for the aftermath for King Huainan......"

After telling the truth, the imperial doctor knelt on the ground and made a swing.

At this moment, King Huainan's right hand, which was still bleeding, was raised slightly, "Emperor, Emperor......"

Ying Zhan didn't have time to talk to the imperial doctor much, so he squatted directly beside the bed.

The conditions in this camp tent are simple, and the bed is very low, and Ying Zhan squats down and is taller than the bed.

King Huainan's face was as yellow as wax, his lips were dead, he opened his mouth and said to the emperor, "You, you have to remember... Promised me what I said... Spare my family, the evil things I did, I used military merits on the battlefield to resist, don't implicate them......"

Ying Zhan: "What I have said will never be reversed."

"That's good......" King Huainan took a big breath and said in a weak voice: "I... I probably won't survive, you will send my bones back to the capital for burial, let me return to my roots......"

Ying Zhan originally wanted to comfort King Huainan for a few words.

He pursed his lips and was silent for a few breaths, but finally didn't say anything, only said "yes".

Hearing that the emperor agreed to these two requests, King Huainan pursed his lips and closed his eyes.

The moment I closed my eyes, a shadow appeared in my mind.

It's just that the shadow is facing away from him.

When the shadow smiled back at him, he thought it would be his deceased wife.

I never thought that it was Shangguan Xixi's face that had not been bullied, and it was innocent and harmless written on that face.

When a pair of pure phoenix eyes looked over, he could always show the darkness in his heart.

This made him recall the amazement when he first met her, and the years they had walked together......

When those beautiful images flashed through his mind, the corners of the man's pale lips hooked a gentle smile.

At first, he did see her as a shadow of his deceased wife.

But now, it doesn't seem to be the case.

When King Huainan felt his body fluttering, he pointed at Prince Rui with a hanging finger.

So, Prince Rui immediately leaned over to his mouth, "Uncle Ten, I'm here." ”

King Huainan moved his lips and whispered weakly in Prince Rui's ear, "You, you help me talk to your tenth aunt......"