The Surgeon's Guide to Survival in the Royal Palace

Author: Qingzhu Wine

Brief introduction:

A high-ranking and powerful battle damage, the prince attacked & decisively spared his life, slightly teased more than the surgeon

Ning Jiu, who was finally promoted to the director of surgery after seven or eight years, because he drank a bottle of fake Moutai, opened his eyes and dressed as the Tiansha Lone Star of the Hou Mansion, and Ning Jiu, the abandoned son of the elder of the Hou Mansion, opened his eyes and gave him a holy decree to marry Yan Yunzhou, the Flame King.

Yan Yunzhou lived as the king of Hades, the commander of the 120,000 northern army, and guarded the northern border for fifteen years with a sick bone, but in the end, everyone in the government and the opposition was looking forward to his death.

The palace waited for him to die to take back the military power, and the officials and lords in the court waited for him to die before they were willing to allocate food and salary to the north, and his younger brother who had been favored since he was a child teamed up with the one in the palace who took advantage of his serious illness to kill him, it can be said that the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty were looking forward to his death.

This marriage decree is Sima Zhao's heart, and he expects Ning to kill Yan Yunzhou as soon as he passes the door.

Ning Jiu blood pressure was 180 instantly, and as soon as he came up, he would give him a life and death situation, let him marry the dying Hades, it would be better to accept him directly, he is now counting on his more than ten years of hard study to make the Hades live for a while longer, so that he can live a little longer.

But he didn't want him to marry on the night he got married, Yan Yunzhou was drugged and assassinated, and the eyes of the person on the bed were dark:

"Ning Gongzi really lives up to his reputation."

Rather sweaty:

"Lord Wang, you must believe that if there is still someone in this world who wants you to live a long life and die a good life, that person must be me."

That night, the blood in the palace flowed like a river, and the people on the couch even though the sick bones were fragmented, and the fingertips were bloody when they coughed, and the sick only had one breath left, but it was difficult to hide their iron and blood bearing:

"Go live next door, and you will make plans when this king is dead."

Make plans again? You don't want him to be buried with you, do you?

"The prince's bed is wide enough, why don't you divide me in half?"

He'll have to see if he's saved.

Yan Yunzhou found that this prince of the Hou Mansion who married him was very interesting, usually cautious and afraid of death, well-behaved and docile, but after getting drunk, he seemed to be a different person:

"You're so pathetic, you can't show your sadness."

"Come, do it, get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows."

"Good girl, show me the wound, and I'll keep you alive for a few more decades."

Ning Ji used all his resources to renew Yan Yunzhou's life.

No antibiotics? He made his own allicin.

No alcohol? He brought advanced distillation techniques with him.

Don't ask, it's all about staying alive...

ps: The article will write how to make antibiotics (allicin, sulfonamides, aspirin), oxygen, pure alcohol, Baojiao Baohui, collect it, in case a protagonist has the same name, if one day crosses, you will be on the pinnacle of life.

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Small Theatre 1

Yan Yunzhou: "If you want to stay, come and serve." ”

Yan Yunzhou opened his arms gently, rather than being stunned, was this ancient person so wild? This, do you want to hug? This person is the prince, killing people like hemp, and the blood is like flowing water just now, if he doesn't hug it, will he be splashed with blood now?

Nothing is more important than life, Ning Ji hesitated for a moment and stepped forward to hug this person's thin waist, and for a moment the whole room was silent, and then a cold hand grabbed the back of Ning Qi's neck:

"This king forgot that Ning Gongzi is the concubine of the Hou Mansion and doesn't know how to serve people."

Ning bounced up from Yan Yunzhou's body:

"I'm sorry, my lord, it's a little hot in the house, I'm a little upset, wide clothes, yes, wide clothes, this is wide clothes."

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Small Theater 2

The inner door was slammed open, and a man in black broke in, and Ning was shocked, wasn't he? Stabbing again? He rushed to the bed and hid behind Yan Yunzhou, the speed of his movements, and the benefits of his actions were not inferior to those of the shadow guards.

An oolong, after which he slipped down:

"Lord Wang, I really didn't mean to, I just reacted to stress, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the assassin will assassinate you."

A pair of cold eyes stared at him:

"Yes, you were afraid of assassination, so you hid behind this king."

Rather...

"I don't dare anymore, next time I will definitely stand up in front of the prince."

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As soon as Ning Jiu was promoted to deputy chief physician, he crossed over to the Great Liang Dynasty because he drank a bottle of fake wine, and became the young master of the Hou Mansion who was born with a long life, and was married by the emperor to Yan Yunzhou, the prince of Yan who was sick and had only one breath left, hoping that he would be able to kill the commander of the northern border as soon as he passed the door, in order to save his life, he began a journey of ancient medicine, making oxygen, purifying alcohol, making antibiotics, and carrying forward medicine while surviving infinitely in the palace with his superb surgical skills.

This article is fast-paced, following Ning's perspective to fight monsters and upgrade in ancient times, bringing modern surgical medicine to that barren era, and feeling the protection of the soldiers of that era for their home and country in one conflict after another.

Chapter 1 Wear it and go to life and death?

In a remote courtyard of the Hou Mansion in Ning'an, the dry plum trees are half-dead with a few plum blossoms, usually the courtyard that even the little maids who do not want to come to the sweep are not willing to come more, but today it is particularly lively, from the courtyard gate to the house door, the Hou Mansion guards who stood two circles inside and out.

In front of the round table in the room, there was a man with a Chinese face and a dark navy dress, and his eyebrows were tightened at the moment, revealing anger and impatience all over his body:

"How is he?"

The doctor on the side of the blue curtain was checking the injury on the head of the person on the bed, and after using the good medicine to bandage it, he hurriedly turned around and replied:

"Back to the Hou Ye, the second son's injury is not too serious, and the wound should heal in less than a month after using Zijin San."

Ning Wenhong waved his hand and glanced at the house doctor warningly:

"What to say and what not to say, you should know in your heart, go down."

The house doctor hurriedly surrendered his hand, picked up the medicine box and hurried out, not daring to be contaminated with the slightest bit of turmoil.

The people in the house were cleared out, Ning Wenhong stood up and walked to the bedside, and looked at the second son Ning Jiao, whom he had never wanted to see:

"I'm telling you, the holy decree has been issued, this kiss you will be successful, if you don't succeed, you can't help but look for death and life, you'd better think it out yourself, otherwise..."

Before he finished his words, the person on the bed suddenly raised his head, his delicate facial features were like those in the painting, but the phoenix eyes were a little ridiculous, the eyelashes like crow feathers covered the eyes, and the gauze on his forehead could not hide his delicate appearance.

At this moment, Ning Jiu didn't wear it back because of the 'failed operation', and she was already angry and wanted to scold her mother, how could she still have the heart to listen to this cheap father's reprimand:

"What else can you do?"

A day ago, he had just been promoted to deputy chief physician of the First People's Hospital of Jianghai Province, and the 28-year-old deputy chief physician was one of the few doctors in the entire Jianghai Province.

That night, his colleague said that he wanted to bring good wine from home to celebrate him, and he also generously set up a banquet for Sheraton, and the night was a joy for the guests and hosts, but the bottle of Moutai brought by his colleague was a little wrong, not like it was true, and he went home with a terrible headache and fell asleep.

Who would have thought that he drank more of this bottle of fake wine, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he would become the second son of the Hou Mansion of Ning'an, which was simply out of the ordinary.

When he just woke up from here, there was a circle of people in front of his bed, his head hurt even more, and there was a hideous wound on his forehead, which was also bandaged by the doctor who had just gone out, no, it should be said that it was bandaged by the original owner of this body.

It took him two days to barely figure out his current identity, and his current body is the second son of the Hou Mansion of Ning'an, the second son.

But looking at the dilapidated courtyard, he knew that this Ning was not very favored for some reason, and he was not as good as a decent subordinate in this Hou Mansion, and his father didn't love his mother.

The wound on the top of his head was because of the holy decree that came a day ago, it was a holy decree to give marriage to the second son of the Hou Mansion to Yan Yunzhou, the prince of Yan.

I don't know what the emperor thinks, to marry the two men, the original owner refused to be humiliated, hung Bai Aya was about to hang himself, but he might as well break one leg of the stool, and his neck collapsed before he could hang on the white silk, he fell down and hit his head, and when he woke up, the core was replaced by him.

Ning Jiu was not interested in these grievances and grievances, and he wanted to go back, his promotion to director had not been reported yet, how could he waste time here?

He racked his brains to think of those crossing sections, and then two days later, at the same time and in the same place, he found the same stool and white silk, and fell down in the same place, and his head rushed down.

And then... It's time to wake up again, not only did he not go back, but the cheap father came to annoy people again, but he wasn't afraid, since he couldn't go back, then there was that holy purpose, and this cheap Hou Grandpa didn't dare to do anything with him, just to vent his anger for the original owner.

Ning Jiu's choking attitude made Ning Wenhong stunned for a moment, and then immediately burst into flames:

"Is this the way you talk to me?"

Ning Jiu didn't bother to look at him, and listened to the maid Tao Yue in the house say that this Hou Ye is usually too lazy to look at his son, and he is not as good as the housekeeper, and he will be beaten once he meets, so do you expect him to pretend to be filial piety to him now?

If he really can't go back, that Prince Yan is his future boss, and this cheap father doesn't look like the official, so he only promises to sell his son for glory.

"If you don't have anything to do to go out, isn't it just a marriage? I'll get married. ”

Ning Wenhong looked at him suspiciously, looking for death and life twice, why did he suddenly relax now?

But there are still three days left and right, as long as you watch it, you won't be able to help him in the future, if it is really as calculated by the one in the palace, his Ning family may be able to go further.

"You take care of him, if anything goes wrong, everyone in this room will have to be buried with him."

Ning Wenhong threw his sleeves out of the yard, leaving a yard guard, and Taoyue and Shuncai, who were guarding the door with a anxious face, immediately entered the house:

"Young Master, how are you?"

Whichever time the Hou Ye came to the courtyard, the young master would inevitably be beaten, and the two of them were looking up and down at the moment, and they didn't look like they were pretending to be anxious.

No one heard the conversation in the room, they all thought that they were to blame, and the person on the bed changed his previous momentum towards the cheap father at this moment, and instead covered his head:

"Young Master, is the wound painful? Just now, the house doctor left a good gold sore medicine, this purple gold powder is a good thing, and it will not even leave a scar in the future, this time the house doctor can be generous. ”

Shuncai held a small gilt bottle, cherishing it with a face, when had they ever seen such a thing in this yard before?

"I can't seem to remember a lot of things."

Ning Jiu pressed his head and said in a daze, he is not the original owner after all, no matter how he disguises it, there will be flaws, it is better to pretend to have amnesia with the injury on his head, so that it is easy to explain and convenient to inquire about something.

"Can't remember? Young Master..."

The two of them were about to start crying before the bed, and Ning Jiu began to routine:

"Now I can only trust the two of you, you can tell me more about the situation in the house, why do I think my father doesn't like me? And who is that Prince of Flame? ”

He wasn't afraid that the two people in front of him would say it, even if he said it, he also kowtowed twice, who could say that he couldn't forget something?

Ning Jiu had observed the clothes on Taoyue and Shuncai just now, which were much worse than those people from the Fuzhong Courtyard who came in just now, and these two people were not very old.