After many twists and turns, Shen Tianshu and his party finally arrived in Juzhou and met up with Fan Bingrong's people.
Because of Li Zian's deliberate concealment, Fan Bingrong always thought that his son was leading the team, so he did not go out to greet him.
The men crawled on the ground and entered the account and reported: "Sir, sir..."
"Speak after you have calmed down your breath! What are you doing in such a hurry?" Fan Bingrong said this, but he had already stood up anxiously.
He originally thought that his son had an accident on the way, but he never expected that his subordinates said quickly: "Sir, the prince personally led the team here. On the way, he encountered a rockfall and was injured!"
Fan Bingrong felt his head buzzing and he sat back down. He didn't recover for a long time.
First it was Qi Zihao, and then it was Li Zian. What evil had he done in his previous life to make him meet these demon kings!
Especially the prince, who has always followed the rules and never made any mistakes, was now led astray by Qi Zihao.
The servant quickly took out the Qingxin Pill and stuffed it into Fan Bingrong's mouth.
Qi Zihao found it last time when he left without saying goodbye. Who would have expected that he would use it again so quickly.
After finally regaining his composure, Fan Bingrong hurriedly stood up and strode out of the tent.
Li Zian was seen standing in the middle of the camp, explaining something to Mo Ze.
Next to him was Lady Tong, who was wearing a mask.
"Your Majesty." After Fan Bingrong stepped forward and saluted, he was about to express his disapproval of Li Zian's risk.
Suddenly someone came to report: "Your Majesty, Lord Fan, please come together and ask for an audience."
Hearing this, Fan Bingrong hurriedly scolded: "Keep your voice down! If anyone comes, send an order immediately. The news that the prince is here must not be spread."
Li Zian asked: "Why does Qi Fei want to see him?"
"Master Hui Shi." His subordinate lowered his voice and said, "Qi Fei knows that Lady Tong will arrive in Juzhou tonight, so he wants to take Lady Tong into the city to treat Jia Lin."
"It's almost getting dark now." Li Zian said with some displeasure, "Let him have an early morning tomorrow!"
Shen Tianshu said: "It's not surprising that Qi Fei is impatient. According to the news that was sent back before, it is said that the patient's condition is very serious. We have spent so many days on the road and it is estimated that it has become worse. Since we are here, If you are treating him, why should you worry about whether it is tonight or tomorrow morning?"
Fan Bingrong thought to himself, Mrs. Tong was not very young from the sound of her voice, but she was quite courageous. She actually dared to directly refute the prince's words in public.
Although this is indeed true, the situation should be distinguished.
Fan Bingrong looked at Li Zian with some worry, thinking that if he got angry, he would have to say some fair words to Madam Tong.
Unexpectedly, Li Zian was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he asked: "After traveling so many days, can your body bear it?"
"I'm going to check on the situation today, and I should be back soon." Shen Tianshu said, carrying his medicine box.
"I'll go with you." Li Zian reached for the medicine box.
Shen Tianshu turned around and said, "The injury on your back is not healed yet. Let Mo Ze clean it up for you, reapply the wound medicine, and change the straps."
Fan Bingrong looked dumbfounded on the sidelines. He remembered that when he saw the two of them in the palace before, they still had a very polite and distant relationship. When did it become so good?
But at this time, he didn't care to think too much and hurriedly echoed Shen Tianshu's words: "Master, Madam Tong is right. You are injured. It is important to treat the wound first."
Fan Bingrong spoke tactfully, but his eyes were fixed on Li Zian, determined to guard him every step of the way, lest he follow Qi Zihao's example and sneak away accidentally.
Seeing Fan Bingrong's expression, "If you want to leave, you will have to step on my body." Li Zian had no choice but to compromise, but arranged all his personal guards to follow Shen Tianshu and said: "Mrs. Tong's safety must be guaranteed. Protect it like me! If anything goes wrong, I will ask for you!"
"Yes!" The four guards agreed in unison.
Qi Fei was stopped outside the camp and paced back and forth anxiously.
Suddenly I heard footsteps and quickly looked up, I saw Doctor Yan walking out of the camp accompanied by a woman whose face was mostly covered by a mask, and accompanied by several strong guards.
"Doctor Yan!" Qi Fei hurriedly greeted him.
Yan Heming seemed to be afraid that Qi Fei would look down on Shen Tianshu because of his young age, so he specifically said: "Qi Fei, this is Mrs. Tong. Although she is young, she has excellent medical skills."
Qi Fei said, "Doctor Yan is overly worried. Qi does not judge people based on their age. Please rest assured that the Wuman people never judge people based on their age. They believe in ability more."
"That's good." Shen Tianshu said, "Without further delay, let's go check on the patient's condition first."
When the patient's condition was mentioned, Qi Fei's eyes, which had originally flashed a bit of excitement, suddenly darkened.
"But the patient's condition is serious again?" Doctor Yan asked.
Qi Fei sighed and said, "You will know after you go and take a look."
The group of people followed Qi Fei into Juzhou City and came to Xie's house.
Because the ghost master had spoken, their journey was smooth.
But when he arrived at Jialin's room, Qi Fei discovered that several elders were actually waiting for him in the room!
Seeing Shen Tianshu wearing a mask, several elders looked at each other, but they didn't say anything and just watched quietly.
As soon as Shen Tianshu walked to the door, he smelled the smell of rotten meat. After entering the room, he took a closer look at the patient's legs. It was really terrible.
Even Yan Heming, whom he had met once before, had an expression that he couldn't bear to look at.
Jialin's leg was more swollen and bruised than the last time he came to see it, and there were more ulcers.
Qi Fei said: "These days we have been following the method taught by Dr. Yan, boiling the water, covering it and letting it cool, and then washing the pus, blood and maggots from the wound. It has had some effect, and the maggots have been reduced a lot."
Yan Heming didn't know what to say when he heard this, because after repeated washing, as long as he got closer, he could still see maggots wriggling deep in the skin.
Shen Tianshu stepped forward to check Jialin's condition. The process was almost the same as Yan Heming's last time. After diagnosing the pulse, he checked the sick limb and pressed on the instep, popliteal fossa, and popliteal fossa to look for the pulsation of blood vessels.
It has to be said that the patient is in his current state not only because the environment in the mountains is unclean and full of mosquitoes and flies, but also because he has been delayed for too long.
If I could have found a reliable doctor for treatment earlier, I wouldn't be in this miserable situation now.
Qi Fei looked at Shen Tianshu helplessly, fearing that she would be like Yan Heming and say that he could not save his leg.
However, Shen Tianshu suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Mr. Qi, I wonder if you can find dried ginger in the city? If so, could you please bring me some?"
"Dried ginger?" Qi Fei was confused by the question, "Mrs. Tong, are you hungry?"