After Qi Fei said this, he quickly restrained the sadness he had just shown, bowed deeply to Yan Heming and said: "Doctor Yan, please give it a try anyway, Qi Fei is very grateful."
Yan Heming couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Mr. Qi, it's not that I refuse to treat him. I came all the way from Huguang just to treat him so that you can let my third brother go.
"But I really can't do anything about this injury. Unless Divine Doctor Jiang is still alive, otherwise..."
Yan Heming suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Qi Fei noticed something was wrong and quickly asked: "What's wrong? Have you figured out a way?"
Yan Heming's expression was dark and unclear, and he was tangled in his heart, but he said: "No, unless Divine Doctor Jiang is still alive, it is estimated that no one will be able to recover from the injured leg."
But Qi Fei keenly heard his unfinished thoughts.
"You said it's not necessarily true, that means there might be someone who can do something about it?"
Yan Heming had a fierce struggle in his heart. He had heard of Lady Tong's name, and he also knew that Lady Tong was at the palace for a follow-up visit for the prince. She had not yet left.
He once heard Song Changlin talk about the process of Lady Tong performing acupuncture on the prince.
This kind of thing can only be understood by an expert if a layman listens to the excitement.
He has studied medicine for many years and knows that if she dares to perform acupuncture like this, Mrs. Tong must not only have superb medical skills, but also be very confident in her own medical skills.
If anything is missing, success will be impossible.
So just now when he was about to say that no one in the world could cure this leg, the words "Mrs. Tong" suddenly appeared in his mind, which made his tone unsteady for a moment. Fortunately, by coincidence
Caught by Qi Fei.
However, Lady Tong was currently treating the prince and was a guest of the Crown Prince. He didn't know if Yan Laosan had the weight to allow the Crown Prince to send Lady Tong to treat the patient.
Thinking of this, Yan Heming could only say vaguely: "As far as I know, there is another doctor with very good medical skills, but I don't know if she is good at trauma, and this doctor is very difficult to find..."
Qi Fei felt a little hope in his heart and said with a trembling voice: "Please help us hire this doctor. No matter what the other party's request is, we will try our best to satisfy it."
"I have to go back and discuss it with my family to see if we can think of a solution." Yan Heming didn't dare to make the decision on such a big matter. He had to go back and report to Master Fan before making a decision.
Qi Fei took the initiative and sent people to release Yan Heming from Juzhou City.
Yan Heming returned to the camp only to find that Qi Zihao had come back at some point and was listening to Fan Bingrong's lesson.
Seeing Yan Heming coming back, Qi Zihao immediately jumped up from his chair, rushed over and asked, "Why are you back so soon and your illness is cured? Where is Brother Yan?"
Fan Bingrong also stopped nagging and looked up at Yan Heming, waiting for him to speak.
Yan Heming shook his head and said: "The patient's injury is very serious. His right leg cannot be saved, and he is about to die. If the right leg can be amputated as soon as possible, there may be a glimmer of hope, but Qi Fei disagrees..."
He told the situation in detail, and then said to Fan Bingrong: "Master Fan, I wonder if you can ask Mrs. Tong to come over and take a look?"
"How can that be done!" Fan Bingrong knew Madam Tong's true identity and immediately shook his head in rejection after hearing this.
Even though Lady Tong was not the daughter of the prefect of Yongzhou, but just an ordinary private doctor, she still shouldered the important responsibility of treating the prince.
Especially now that the prince's situation has improved greatly. At this time, let alone the prince, even he will not agree to let Lady Tong take risks in Juzhou.
Maybe it can be cured, but if it can't be cured, who knows what crazy things the Wuman people will do.
If Mrs. Tong is good or bad, what will happen to the prince's illness?
Qi Zihao asked: "Mrs. Tong, who is this? Is she a famous doctor in Huguang? Why can't she be invited to treat patients? If you don't want to invite her, then I will invite her. I will kneel and kowtow to invite her."
Come and save Brother Yan!"
In Qi Zihao's heart, as long as he can save Mr. Yan, let alone Lady Tong, whom he has never heard of, he should even invite Liu Xukun over.
But after all, Liu Xukun has the status of an imperial physician and was specially sent by the emperor to take care of Princess Fengrong's body. He has no right to order her.
Fan Bingrong said: "Zihao, don't mess around. Madam Tong is treating the prince at the palace, and it has been quite effective. I will never agree to let her take risks in Juzhou City. There must be other ways!
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"Didn't you listen to Dr. Yan? The patient is already dying. By the time you think of a solution, it will be too late!" Qi Zihao said anxiously, "A doctor who can make the prince's condition improve must have superb medical skills. She came and said
Maybe the medicine will cure the disease!
"It really doesn't work. I, Qi Zihao, swear to God that I will protect Lady Tong even if I risk my life. How about that?"
"Stop making trouble, this is not a matter of whether you swear or not."
Qi Zihao suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly: "I know that Brother Yan's life is not as valuable as the prince's life, but don't forget, if Brother Yan and the others hadn't done things so desperately, the prince would have died again.
No matter how talented you are, it is impossible to pacify Huguang in a short time, let alone develop to the current level!
"The reason why Brother Yan came to Juzhou City this time is also for official business. You clearly have the means but refuse to do it. How is it different from killing the donkey? Aren't you afraid of hurting the hearts of the people below?"
"Nonsense!" Fan Bingrong was so angry that his beard stood up. He slapped the table and said, "I haven't held you responsible for leaving your post without permission. Are you still excited? Get out of here!"
"Get out, get out!" Upon hearing this, Qi Zihao turned around, opened the door curtain and went out.
Fan Bingrong was so angry that his chest hurt. He drank several cups of tea before suppressing the anger. Then he continued to ask Yan Heming about the situation in Xie's house in detail, hoping to find other breakthroughs.
Although a strong attack would certainly be possible, it would not work.
According to Daqi's rules, even if there is an invasion by a foreign enemy, Prince Rui's Palace has no right to mobilize border troops.
The scope of authority of the Imperial Guards is only to protect the Royal Palace and the people in the Palace, and cannot use troops externally.
Otherwise, they will be punished as treason.
The two discussed for a long time and decided that Yan Heming would go back and try to treat the patient. Fan Bingrong organized people to seize the opportunity to rob the prison, rescue Yan Laosan and immediately withdraw to Huguang.
Fan Bingrong was discussing the details of the prison robbery with Yan Heming when suddenly someone ran into the camp anxiously and said: "Sir, something bad has happened. General Qi left a letter and he disappeared!"
"Bring it to me quickly!" The pain in Fan Bingrong's chest that had just been relieved intensified again, and Qi Zihao was about to be pissed to death.
When he took the envelope and opened it, his vision went dark and he almost lost his breath.
I saw a line of words scrawled on the letter paper——
Brother Yan's portion is not enough, so what if I add more!