readx(); 85_85155After Han Ju fell ill, the servants and servants in the house were very anxious, and sought famous doctors to diagnose and treat Han Ju all day long, but they found many medical officials, but they did not get better, and they had to spend a lot of money to find a doctor.

Han Ju is the first of the Eight Emperors, and is a well-known veteran of the three dynasties of the Han Dynasty, and has now been promoted to the ruling doctor and marshal of the Chinese army. Therefore, doctors all over the world want to take this opportunity to enter the Han Mansion, if they are lucky enough to cure Marshal Han's illness, they will definitely be able to have a great future, so there are often people on the streets of Xinzheng who seek medical treatment. But who of them knew that what this Marshal Han was suffering from now was not a disease such as the five internal organs, but a heart disease that was pressing on his heart, so after seeing the condition, this group of people had no idea what to do, and finally they were all invited out of the Han Mansion one by one.

"The villain thought that Marshal Han was weak and had an irregular heartbeat, and he might need to use mild drugs to recuperate for a while before he could see the effect. On this day, another physician who had been invited into the Han Mansion recounted to Han Ju's housekeeper.

"What is Marshal Han's illness?" Butler Han continued to ask.

"This... I'm afraid it's hard to say at the moment. The doctor slurped, his face full of embarrassment.

"Bastards, you quacks, all of you are talking the same way, obviously you want to come to the Han Mansion to defraud an official and a half-job, and you pretend to be very reasonable, get out!" That Han steward has heard vague excuses like this doctor for several days, so he is extremely anxious at the moment, and he can't help but be furious, and he suddenly overturned the doctor's medicine box, intending to drive the doctor out.

The doctor knew that this was futile in his efforts, so he immediately obediently packed up the medicine boxes scattered on the ground, bowed his head again and again to apologize, and then hurriedly retreated.

"Quacks! It's all a group of quacks!" Steward Han looked at the doctor's panic and ran out, and he was also angry for a while, and couldn't help but scold.

"Okay, okay, cough cough..." At this time, Han Jue, who was sitting on the sickbed, saw Steward Han's anger, and shouted to Steward Han in a low voice, but his physique was weak, so he just shouted twice, and then began to cough again.

Steward Han heard Han Ju's shout, and immediately leaned over, listening carefully to Han Ju's instructions, only to hear Han Ju take a deep breath again, and said in a low voice: "Steward Han, don't embarrass those doctors, everything is the old man's own doing, and he is ashamed of his benefactor, so he will suffer this retribution today." ”

When Steward Han heard Han Ju's words, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and comforted Han Ju again and again: "The marshal must not say this, the marshal has worked hard and hard for Korea all his life, how can he suffer such retribution? If so, then it is really unfair to heaven, and heaven is unfair!"

But Han Ju didn't feel unwilling for this, but showed an indifferent look on his face, and shook his head slightly at Steward Han with a slight smile: "You only know one thing, you don't know the other, everything is already determined, it's only because I was timid back then, and I couldn't fight for my life to die, so I ended up in such a disaster today." Han Mou stood up to the sky and the earth in his life, but only this matter has been pressed in his heart, every night in his dreams, he will dream that the ancestor came to scold, so it is better to leave it at this end and die again, go down to the Yellow Spring earlier, and go to the ancestor to ask for guilt. ”

"Marshal!" As soon as Steward Han heard Han Ju's resolute words, he immediately felt heartbroken, knelt down in front of Han Ju, and wept bitterly, "Marshal don't give up, everything will naturally turn around!"

However, Han Ju had already understood his mind at this time, and no longer listened to Steward Han's kind words and persuasions, and closed his eyes slightly, just wanting to die of exhaustion as soon as possible.

And just as the two of them were calmly going to their deaths, and the other was persuading each other, another waiter outside the door hurried in and came forward to report: "Steward Han, there is another doctor outside the door who claims to be able to save Marshal Han's illness and asks me to come and spread the word." ”

"Okay, hurry, let him come in and have a try!" Steward Han listened to the waiter's words, and immediately got a glimmer of life, and hurriedly ordered the waiter to bring the doctor in. Although Steward Han was a little upset before, but now he does not refuse the doctors who come to seek treatment, because of Han Ju's condition, there is no room for delay, as a Steward Han who has received the grace of Han Ju, even if there is a glimmer of life, he has to fight for his master.

But at this time, Han Ju, who was on the sickbed, was indifferent, his face was pale, and he gasped and said to Steward Han in a weak voice: "Steward Han, don't bother anymore, everything will follow the destiny of heaven." ”

When Steward Han heard this, Fang Cai's glimmer of vitality came to naught, and he felt a pain in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

But at this moment, the waiter suddenly remembered something, hurriedly took out a thing from his arms, handed it to Steward Han, and said, "Steward Han, the doctor said that the marshal's illness is a heart disease, and he has a medicine for the heart, so let me transfer this thing to the marshal." ”

When Steward Han heard the waiter's words, he was suddenly a little surprised, because the person who came had not entered the auscultation had already guessed that Han Ju had a heart disease, and he also had something inexplicable. Steward Han only carefully looked at the things handed over by the waiter, it was just an extremely rough and simple coarse cloth, but the word "Wu" was written on it with an ink pen, and Steward Han looked at it for a long time, and he didn't know what it meant, so he gave up, so he had to present it to Han Ju first.

Steward Han gently handed the coarse cloth to Han Ju and whispered to Han Ju: "Marshal, the doctor said that there is a token to be presented to you personally. ”

Han Ju just closed his eyes at first and didn't answer, but suddenly heard the word "token", and felt a little strange, so he opened his eyes and looked at the coarse cloth slightly. After he looked at it for a while, as if he had been pricked by a needle suddenly, he immediately sat up, took the coarse cloth in Steward Han's hand with both hands, and looked at it carefully, and there seemed to be a little surprise between his pupils, and then he immediately looked up and asked Steward Han, "Where is the doctor?"

Seeing that Han Ju suddenly came to strength, Steward Han was confused in his heart, and when he heard Han Ju's question, he immediately replied: "I am waiting outside the door for a long time." ”

"Spread it quickly, pass it quickly!" Before Han Ju could finish his report, he shouted straight out again and again, and he had to struggle to sit up, wanting to change his clothes and meet the doctor.

Steward Han replied to Han Ju's command repeatedly, and only sent a simple and clear word to the waiter, "Pass!", and hurriedly served Han Ju to sit up, seeing that he wanted to get up and greet him, while taking clothes for him, he kindly persuaded: "Marshal, you are seriously ill, it is not appropriate to get up and walk around, it is better to stay in bed first, and wait for the doctor to come in." ”

"No, I am no longer seriously ill, and the person who is visiting today may be the person who wants to report it. While Han Ju started to dress, he repeatedly rejected Steward Han's persuasion.

Steward Han saw that he couldn't resist Han Ju, so he had no choice but to give up and just wait for Han Ju's daily life without saying a word.

Under the guidance of the attendant, the physician walked slowly into Han Ju's inner mansion, but he took two steps to look around, and it didn't look like he had come to heal, but to visit. He was followed by a well-dressed woman and a childish-looking medical boy, and the two followed the doctor and walked to Han Jue's couch step by step.

And the doctor had just stepped into the threshold of Han Ju's couch for half a step, and he ran into Han Ju who was greeting him at the door.

"You little guy, you don't see clearly when you enter the door, if you collide with the marshal, be careful of your head!" Steward Han couldn't help but reprimand him when he saw the doctor's reckless look.

The doctor was not in a hurry to get angry, but showed a look of arrogance, and said straightly: "If there is no need for the little doctor to treat Marshal Han, then the little doctor will leave." As he spoke, he pretended to take a step forward and was about to leave.

"Slow," Han Ju saw the doctor's appearance, and immediately shouted to stop him first, and then turned around and reprimanded Steward Han, "Steward Han must not be rude to guests." After he finished speaking, he looked at the doctor carefully, and after looking at him, he frowned, and said to the doctor, "This gentleman, who are you?"

It turned out that when he looked at the token sent by the visitor, he thought that what he saw would be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, but the one in front of him was a middle-aged man with fluttering sheep's beard, so he had this question for a while.

So who is this doctor? Of course, it is Jing Ke, the great son of the Mo family, and it is also Su Dai of Tibetan Mountain who entrusted him here. Originally, he didn't have the extremely discordant goat's whiskers, but the male Rong knew some disguise techniques, and he wanted to get him a simple disguise technique, so he had this handful of lamb whiskers. That Jing Ke pretended to be a warlock in the rivers and lakes is extremely realistic, and now it is not a problem to be a Jianghu Langzhong.

He listened to Han Ju's question, and he was not in a hurry to answer, but slowly learned the appearance of the old doctor, stroked his long beard slightly, and said to Na Han Ju: "I was entrusted by someone to come to treat Marshal Han." ”

When Han Ju heard Jing Ke's words, he couldn't help but feel a tightening heart, and hurriedly asked, "I don't know who Mr. is entrusted with?"

Jing Ke listened to this question, and pretended to say: "I was entrusted by an old man who took orphans in Tibetan Mountain and two righteous people who went to the disaster. ”

When Han Ju heard this, he seemed to be greatly shocked all of a sudden, and he hugged his fists at Jing Ke and asked: "Han is stupid, and I hope that Mr. will not hesitate to give advice." ”

"I don't dare to give advice, since I was entrusted to come to treat the marshal, then let me see the marshal's illness first. Jing Ke continued to fiddle with his handful of sheep's whiskers, so he made a fool of himself.

"Oh, sir, please take a seat. Han Ju motioned for Jing Ke to sit down, and then found the seat opposite Jing Ke's seat and sat down, and then lifted his long sleeves according to Jing Ke's meaning, stretched out his right arm, and let Jing Ke take the pulse and listen to it.

That Jing Ke was not polite to Han Ju at all, so he sat down, and when he saw Han Ju reaching out and coming over, he took the pulse at will, and then closed his eyes and recuperated, pretending to be an expert.

"The marshal's qi is weak and his pulse is weak, which is obviously caused by poor sleep and food. Jing Ke closed his eyes but didn't open them, and only muttered words in his mouth, "But most of those who don't sleep well are tired of heart disease, and this heart disease has probably entangled the marshal for many years." ”

"Is there a way to save it?" Han Ju listened to Jing Ke's words and said in disbelief.

"Heart disease still needs heart medicine, and the marshal is only afraid of suffering from this disease for fifteen years, so he also needs a strong heart medicine. ”

Fifteen years? When Han Ju heard that Jing Ke actually said this number of years, he was even more shocked, because this number of years was exactly the time when the Zhao family was wiped out.

"Dare to ask where the strong potion is, sir?" Han Ju became even more interested in the doctor in front of him, and deliberately tried again.

"Eh, the marshal doesn't have to be in a hurry, he will present it to the marshal later, but before that, there is still one more thing to ask below. Jing Ke listened to Han Ju's question, but he was not in a hurry, but continued to reply to Han Ju.

"If Mr. has something to say, you might as well say it bluntly, Han Ju should know everything, and he has no end to it. ”

"Okay!" With Han Jue's answer, Jing Ke suddenly became much more steady, so he opened his eyes and asked Han Ju again: "I heard that there is a poisonous snake in the Han Palace, which has bitten countless people in the past, and many heroes have died under its snake letter, and its vicious heart does not even let go of a baby who has just landed, has the marshal heard of it?"

As soon as Han Ju heard Jing Ke's hint, of course he guessed that the doctor was referring to the gluttonous minister Tu Anjia beside King Han Waste, so he replied loudly: "The old man is not only familiar with it, but he has long had the heart to cut off the head of the snake and pull out the snake's faith, but he is worried that he has no sharp weapon to take advantage of. ”

"Hehe, since the marshal has the heart to eradicate the poisonous snake, then he will bring a sharp weapon for the marshal today to help the marshal. Jing Ke was immediately relieved when he heard Han Ju's words, so he also unabashedly said his intentions.

"That's very good!" When Han Ju heard Jing Ke's words, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "But I don't know where the so-called sharp weapon is?"

Jing Ke accepted Han Ju's question, so he looked around, and saw that there were no other outsiders except for Steward Han, so he said, "This is a place to live and speak?"

When Han Ju saw Jing Ke's actions, he knew that he was a little worried, so he smiled and said bluntly: "Sir, please rest assured, Steward Han is a member of my Han family, and he has served me for decades, and he is not an outsider. ”

Jing Ke listened to Han Ju's words, then nodded reassuringly, and looked sideways at the Han housekeeper, only to see that he rolled his eyes when he saw him, as if he was very unhappy with his doubts just now. However, Jing Ke didn't care about him anymore, just walked down from his seat, slowly moved to the medicine boy and the peasant woman, led the medicine boy to Han Ju with one hand, and said to him: "Marshal, do you still remember the orphan of the Zhao family that you asked Gongsun Pestle and Cheng Ying to bring out from the inner palace fifteen years ago?"

Han Ju was very surprised when he heard the names of Gongsun Pestle and Cheng Ying mentioned in Jing Ke's words, because this secret that he had buried for fifteen years, except for the three of them, there would definitely be no third person who knew it, but now this person actually told this secret, and then he panicked, and glanced at Jing Ke a few times before he carefully asked: "Who is Your Excellency?"