Seeking medical treatment is like asking God, and praying in times of trouble.

Li Qinzai led his army to travel hundreds of miles, and worked hard to invite this goddess doctor with a high reputation among the people.

Until Kim Da-yeon entered the handsome tent, Li Qinzai's heart was unsteady again.

Although Li Qinzai grasped her weakness, and although his intuition thought that she would not harm Li Tao's life, he ...... The stakes of this big gamble were too big, and Li Qinzai felt scared from the bottom of his heart.

After Kim Da-yeon entered the handsome tent, Li Qinzai kept pacing back and forth outside the handsome tent, frowning.

People are so contradictory, when they can't find a famous doctor, they go up and down to Huangquan, and they are all over the world.

After finding the famous doctor, all kinds of distrust, all kinds of suspicion and suspicion, always felt that she was hiding evil intentions.

The generals of the Tang Army were also waiting outside the tent, and everyone's expressions were solemn and anxious.

Seeing Li Qinzai pacing back and forth, Qi Bi He Li became more and more nervous.

"Jing Chu, can this miracle doctor you invite be reliable?"

Li Qinzai sighed, "It has been a long time to find her, and as for her medical skills and conduct, I really don't know."

Qi Bi He Li frowned and said: "Looking at the face of the girl, it doesn't look like a villain, but we are enemies with her after all, if she kills Yinggong in secret, no one can see the means."

Li Qinzai became more and more panicked, hesitated for a long time, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Su."

Feng Su stood up in a flash: "Here!"

"Give me a dagger."

Feng Su took it out of his arms and offered a small dagger with both hands.

Li Qinzai stuffed the dagger into his arms, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly opened the curtain of the handsome tent and walked in.

In the tent, the doctors in the army formed a circle in front of the bed, and many candles were lit around the tent to illuminate the tent.

Kim Da-yeon squatted in front of the bed, holding Li Tao's pulse while rolling his eyelids.

After Li Qin came in, the doctors consciously gave up a gap.

Approaching the bed, Li Qinjae couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Kim Da-yeon's appearance.

In the past few days of marching, she has always given him the impression of being cowardly and introverted, like a lady who does not leave home, has never seen the world, and is timid.

But at this moment, after Kim Da-yeon took the pulse, the temperament of the whole person was completely different.

Her face showed an authoritative and holy radiance, and every frown was unquestionable, like a god who decided life and death, looking down on the creatures of the world.

Li Qinzai held his breath and stood quietly on the edge of the bed.

After a long time, Kim Da-yeon withdrew the hand that was on Li Tao's pulse, and said without looking back, "You don't believe me, why do you still invite me?"

He didn't name him, but Li Qinzai knew that it was meant for him.

Li Qinzai was silent for a moment and said, "If I had a choice, I would definitely not invite you."

After a pause, Li Qinzai said again, "He...... Very important to me, very, very important, he was my grandfather."

Kim Da-yeon was stunned, and the movements of her hands stopped.

After a while, Kim Da-yeon moved again and put her hand on the back of Lee's head to explore the injured part of her brain.

Li Qinzai said nervously and anxiously, "How? Is there still salvation?"

Kim Da-yeon said coldly: "It's a bit tricky, if you can treat it in time when the accident happened, the result will be much better, but now I can't say."

"Please heal with all your heart, Kim...... Miracle Doctor."

"You don't need to call me a miracle doctor, I'm just a mortal, and I can only heal the undead." Kim Da-yeon's tone was as cold as ice.

Next, Kim Da-yeon asked the doctor to bring boiling water, candlesticks, and silver needles.

He also asked Li Qinzai to turn Li Tao's body on his side, with the back of his head facing outward.

A half-foot-long silver needle was roasted on the candle flame, then soaked in boiling water, and finally wiped clean with a sanitary towel.

Holding the silver needle in her hand, Kim Da-yeon stared at the back of Li Tao's head for a long time, and after taking a few deep breaths, the silver needle slowly probed into the injured part of the back of Li Tao's head.

Li Qinzai stood behind her, clenched his fists, and his body trembled slightly.

He didn't know Chinese medicine acupuncture, and he only saw more than a dozen needles from Kim Da-yeon

Pierced into the back of Li Tao's head, and I don't know what acupuncture point was pierced, the silver needle remained in Li Tao's skull, and then flicked it slightly with his fingers a few times.

The silver needle trembled, and Li Qinzai and the doctors in the tent stared at the part of the silver needle without blinking, not even daring to breathe, for fear of interfering with Kim Da-yeon's treatment.

Jin Dayon was not in a hurry, ignoring that the silver needle was still in Li Tao's skull, but instead took Li Tao's pulse with one hand, frowned, and waited quietly for something.

About an hour later, a doctor lost his voice and said, "The silver needle has drained the blood!"

Li Qinzai stared at it, but saw that the color of more than a dozen silver needles in the back of Li Tao's head had changed, turning black and red, and Li Qinzai knew that it was the blood in Li Tao's skull, which was discharged through the silver needles.

The blood flowed down the silver needle all the way to the end of the silver needle, condensed into a drop, and finally dripped down.

Lee Chin-jae was overjoyed, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Kim Da-yeon.

Kim Da-yeon's expression remained unchanged, and she didn't look at the blood discharged from the silver needle, but got up and walked to the other end of the tent, wrote down the names and amounts of medicinal herbs on the table, wrote down a total of two prescriptions, and handed them to a doctor.

"Go and boil the medicine, one for internal use, three bowls of water for frying into one bowl, and the other for boiling into ointment and applying it externally."

The doctor was like a treasure, and hurriedly came out of the handsome account.

Li Qinzai's expression was a little excited, and his voice trembled: "Rescued?"

Kim Da-yeon said, "I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

"I only did what I had to do, what I could do, what I could do, whether I could live, depending on his life."

Lee Chin-jae frowned, he knew that Kim Da-yeon was telling the truth, but the truth was very unpleasant.

It is a long process for the silver needle to drain the blood congestion, and watching the drops of blood dripping down the silver needle, Li Qinzai's heart is a little calmer.

In any case, at least the treatment process was relatively smooth, and Li Tao was one step away from the ghost gate.

Everyone in the tent waited for the blood to drain away, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

Jin Dayon squatted in front of the bed, holding Li Tao's pulse with her slender hand, and said without looking back: "He is your grandfather and the commander of the Tang Army, right?"

"How do you know?"

"This camp is different from other camps, it should be a commander's tent, and the person who can live in the tent is not the commander?"

Li Qinzai nodded: "Yes, he is the British Duke of the Tang Dynasty, the general manager of the Liaodong Road March, Li Tao."

Kim Da-yeon's expression was still indifferent, and her eyes were fixed on the back of Li Tao's head.

"Your grandfather's luck is good...... Kim Da-yeon said suddenly.

Li Qinzai's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "Why do you say this?"

"Although the injured part is critical, it avoids the fatal acupuncture points, and it is not so troublesome to heal, and if the blood can be drained cleanly, it is very likely that he will survive."

Li Qinzai was overjoyed: "Really?"

Kim Da-yeon ignored him, just stared at the silver needle in the back of Li Tao's head.

I waited for more than an hour, and it seemed like a lifetime was so long.

Li Qinzai found that the blood on the silver needle was almost no longer dripping, and it was obvious that the blood in the skull was almost drained.

Kim Da-yeon still didn't make any moves, just waited quietly with her eyes closed.

I don't know how long it took, Li Qinjae's legs were almost numb, and finally, Kim Da-yeon suddenly opened his eyes and said, "It's almost there."

As soon as the words fell, Li Tao on the bed suddenly let out a muffled snort, and his eyelids trembled slightly.