Jiang Yucheng took Jiang Zhao and the old man to Wei Zhi's bedroom, and Dr. Ge was pricking Wei Zhi with needles. Jiang Zhao's brows furrowed when he saw his movements, and he rushed forward and yelled at Doctor Ge: "Who asked you to give him a needle, do you think he has too long a life?" ”

Dr. Ge was yelled at by him, and the hand that pierced the needle shook, "Who are you and why are you making a noise here?" ”

Jiang Zhao ignored him, but said loudly: "Hurry up and pull out the needle for me, this leg must be bled immediately, otherwise it will be really useless." ”

"This..."Doctor Ge looked at Jiang Yucheng, and Jiang Yucheng immediately introduced: "This is Doctor Jiang who came in response." ”

Thinking of the doctors who boasted about Haikou before, Wei Shan questioned: "Don't be those liars who think they have excellent medical skills after reading a few medical books, right?" ”

Jiang Zhao was extremely annoyed when he heard this, and was about to reason with him, when the old man said loudly: "Please also believe in him once, the old man is willing to guarantee with his trust." ”

Doctor Ge still wanted to say something, so he listened to Jiang Yucheng and said: "Don't be suspicious of employing people, don't use suspicious people, believe him for the time being." ”

Jiang Zhao heard the words and said to Jiang Yucheng: "You still have the eyesight to see." After speaking, he looked at Dr. Ge, "I don't need to say what you need to clean up the bruises." ”

Doctor Ge was still a little hesitant, and Wei Zhi, who had not spoken, spoke up, "Doctor Ge, just arrange it according to this Doctor Jiang's words." ”

Wei Tong's attitude is very tough, and no one can persuade him. Fortunately, Dr. Jiang really has some ability, and after cleaning up the bruises, Wei Zhi's legs look less terrifying than before.

"This cleaning of bruises must be divided into several pieces, otherwise too much blood will become a dry corpse." Jiang Zhao confessed: "I will prescribe a few pairs of medicines to replenish qi and blood, and you will send someone to the pharmacy to grab the medicine in a while." ”

Jiang Yucheng nodded, "Okay." ”

Jiang Zhao yawned, "I've been tired for a long time, I want to rest for a while, I wonder if Master Jiang can arrange it for me?" ”

Jiang Yucheng bowed his head, "Yes." ”

Just as he was about to ask people to find a place to live, Wei Shan suddenly proposed: "The house on Front Street is still empty, so it's better to let them live there." ”

Jiang Yucheng understood what he meant, and asked the two of them to go to the house where Wei Zhi lived before, where there were guards who stayed behind to watch and could monitor their every move.

For a few days, Jiang Zhao would choose to come to the door at the third quarter of the first day of the Chen Dynasty to clean up the blood for Wei Tong. According to him, the time of the day when people's yang energy is most vigorous is Chenshi, and at this time, bloodletting will cause slightly less damage to Wei Zhi's body.

Five days later, the bruises in Wei Zhi's legs were finally cleared, and the swelling of his calves and soles of his feet had also subsided. But because of the wound on the leg, it looks a little scary. Luckily, the wounds on his legs were slowly healing, and there were no signs of infection and fever.

Since Wei Zhi's leg injury worsened, Jin Yi wanted to send letters to King Gong several times, but Wei Zhi strictly forbade him. He didn't want his grandfather to worry about him, and he didn't want his grandfather to implicate others because of his anger. Now that his condition has stabilized, he asked Kim Yi to send a letter to his grandfather.

Jiang Zhao's superb medical skills were seen by Dr. Ge, and he sighed in his heart, he has been practicing medicine for decades, and his medical skills are not as good as a doctor younger than himself, so he really took the title of a doctor for nothing. So when Jiang Zhao was busy, the elderly Dr. Ge ran up and down to help him, just to ask him for some medical problems.

Jiang Zhao didn't hide his secrets, and asked him: "Do you know how I practiced this bloodletting?" ”

Dr. Ge said: "I would like to hear about it." Jiang Zhao glanced at Dr. Ge, "There are countless injuries among the military doctors, and I have treated more serious falls than your son-in-law, but that person was unlucky, he didn't survive the fever, and finally went." ”

Doctor Ge was very surprised, "Doctor Jiang is actually a military doctor. ”

Jiang Zhao shook his head, "I'm not a military doctor, but I just spent some time in the barracks." ”

Doctor Ge nodded, and asked him who he was studying with, but Jiang Zhao kept silent.

Wei Zhi's injuries gradually improved, and after all the wounds healed, Jiang Zhao used silver needles to dredge the meridians for him, and added a medicinal bath, which can not only relieve the pain but also strengthen the body.

One day, Wei Tong asked him with expectations whether his legs could be completely healed.

Jiang Zhao replied: "You were too seriously injured when you were injured, unless you are an immortal, there is really no way." So accept the reality and stop being pushy. ”

Wei Tong's eyes darkened when he heard this, "Doctor Jiang, can't I really stand up in my life?" ”

Jiang Zhao nodded, he knew that Wei Zhi wanted to stand up, but it was impossible, although his medical skills were high, no matter how mortal he was, of course he couldn't do what only immortals could do.

In an instant, Wei Zhi's face turned pale, and his heart sank as if it was filled with cold lead. Jiang Zhao's words were even more straightforward than what the imperial doctor said when he first woke up from his injury, he couldn't stand up in his life, and he was reduced to a complete waste.

He is twelve years old this year, born noble, should have lived a life of friends and companions, chic and wanton, but he did not expect that God played a joke on him, and he could only spend the next few decades in a wheelchair.

At this moment, Wei Zhi's heart died, and there were no more waves in his heart.

After Wei Shan knew this result, he buried himself in the bed and cried all night, how he hoped that it was his brother Wei Chu who fell off the horse at that time, not the innocent Wei Tong. Unfortunately, the mistake has been made, and it is futile to think about it.

After King Gong received the message from Jin Yi, he hurried to Quansui despite his old age. After seeing his emaciated grandson, I couldn't help but hug him and cry bitterly.

After crying, King Gong withdrew from the people who were waiting.

"Tou'er, grandfather is the only one in this world who has your bloodline, if you don't cheer up, our Gongwang Mansion will be over." He wiped his eyes and said, "Even if you don't think about Prince Gong's Mansion, you should also think about your mother." When your father went, she was sad and premature, and died of blood after giving birth to you, and when she was dying, she asked me to take good care of you, if you have three long and two short, how should I explain to your mother? ”

Wei Zhi was still like a wooden man, King Gong sighed, and said with tears: "For so many years, our ancestors and grandchildren have depended on each other, do you really want to abandon your grandfather and let your grandfather become a lonely old man who has nothing to worry about?" ”

After hearing the words "no worries", Wei Tong finally felt a little moved. He raised his eyes and glanced at King Gong, only to see that his grandfather, who was in good spirits three months ago, seemed to be much older again. As if something was about to rush out, he couldn't help but cover his chest.

After a low and suppressed whimper, he looked at King Gong with a cry, "Grandfather, I'm a waste. ”

King Gong only felt unbearable, he endured his grief and comforted his grandson, "Gong'er, you are not a waste, in the eyes of your grandfather, you have always been a smart and kind good child, what if you don't have legs, you can still do great things with your intelligence." ”

"But I..."

"My Wei Yao's grandson is not a bad seed." King Gong's expression became serious, "I know what you want to say, but I don't want to hear it, you have to cheer me up, otherwise don't recognize me as a grandfather." ”

Wei Tong looked at him in astonishment, "Grandfather, I..."

King Gong didn't give him a chance to speak, and got up straight out of the room. About an hour later, Kim came in with a tray. "Shisun, this is the chicken soup that has been boiling in the kitchen for several hours, and the prince specially instructed his subordinates to let you finish it."

Wei Tong didn't have much appetite, so he asked Jin Yi to withdraw the chicken soup, but Jin Yi said: "The prince said that if you don't drink chicken soup today, he will start to eat without meals, and if you are hungry for a day, he will accompany you to be hungry for a day." ”

Wei Zhi frowned when he heard this, he knew his grandfather's temper, and he would definitely do it if he said it. He is so old, if he starves with him, how can his body stand it?

"Bring the chicken soup." He beckoned to Kim.

Jin Yi immediately sent the chicken soup to him, Wei Zhi took a few sips with a spoon, a nausea rushed to his throat, he quickly pushed the bowl away, and vomited on the head of the bed.

Seeing this, Jin Yi hurriedly called Dr. Ge and Jiang Zhao over, and was about to inform King Gong when he was stopped by Wei Tong.

Jiang Zhao checked his pulse for him and said, "The body is fine." After speaking, he glanced at the chicken soup on the table, smelled it, and reprimanded: "The patient has not eaten for a long time and has a weak stomach, how can he use such a great tonic and not withdraw it." ”