Zhao Yun's physical fitness is definitely among the top three among the people He Yan has seen!
And as the last person to die among the Five Tiger Generals, it means that Zhao Yun did not have many hidden diseases. Why did he suddenly become seriously ill?
Seeing that He Kui didn't tell him the reason, He Yan knew that He Kui probably didn't know about it either.
Without any hesitation, He Yan directly picked up the cloak on the chair and shouted loudly: "Get ready! I'm going to Zhao Yun's place right away. He Kui, you go to Hewu and let Guan Yu come to me directly."
"wrong……"
He Yan then told He Kui: "Go to Xinglin Courtyard to invite Hua Tuo first, and then bring Guan Yu."
"Here!"
Xun Yu looked at the eager He Yan, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.
"Ha! Sure enough, he has the same virtue as Sikong! He says he doesn't want it, but in fact he is more anxious than anyone else when something happens to him!"
Just when the waiter in the mansion went to guide the express boat, He Yan glanced at Xun Yu and Lu Xun behind him from the corner of his eye.
"Bo Yan, send Mr. Xun Ling off for me."
Then He Yan added extremely vigilantly: "Just bring it to the door, don't run too far!"
Lu Xun: "..."
Xun Yu: "..."
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Since Zhao Yun returned to Xuchang, he followed Guan Yu and moved into the house that Cao Cao gave to Guan Yu.
He Yan was quite familiar with this place, so he rushed straight into it without waiting for the waiter to summon him.
"who?"
Not only Zhao Yun and Guan Yu lived here, but also Zhang Fei and Chen Dao.
Zhang Fei had met He Yan in Runan. Later, due to the incident in Xinye, he was naturally jealous when he met He Yan.
"What are you doing here, you idiot? Do you think that my fist is not strong enough?"
He Yan glanced at Zhang Fei's casserole-sized fist with contempt: "I came here for Zilong, do you think I really want to see you?"
Ignoring Zhang Fei who was frozen in embarrassment, He Yan turned to the honest man Chen Dao and asked: "Where is Zilong?"
Chen Dao originally wanted to pretend to be mute, but at this time He Yan was even more irritable than Zhang Fei. He stepped forward and grabbed Chen Dao's collar: "I'll say it again! I'm here to save people! I can make Guan Yu look down on him."
If you come to me, Zilong's situation must be in critical condition! If he is really dead, will you feel better?"
Chen Dao, who was spat on by He Yan, then led He Yan the way: "It's in the house to the east."
He Yan loosened Chen Dao's collar in disgust, and trotted all the way to the east house again.
After opening the door and turning around the main hall, Zhao Yun was suddenly lying on the low bed. His chest was rising and falling extremely slowly, almost to the point where he was breathing out more and taking in less air.
He Yan looked closer and saw that Zhao Yun's lips were purple, his face was pale, and he looked quite haggard.
"Zi Long!"
no response.
"Xiao Zhao!"
Still no response.
He Yan reached out and opened Zhao Yun's eyelids and looked into his pupils.
It wasn't until he found that Zhao Yun's pupils had not dilated that He Yan breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to ask Chen Dao: "What's going on?"
Zhang Fei saw that He Yan really cared about Zhao Yun. He was about to tell what happened, but he swallowed the words as he spoke.
Chen Dao is a steady person, and he is very detailed when he talks about his experiences——
"When I saw Zilong before, there were several holes in Zilong's body that had been shot by crossbow arrows."
"After being treated by doctors, Zilong was no longer seriously ill. Who knew that just five days ago, Zilong suddenly fell to the ground and had a high fever. We thought that Zilong would be fine if he covered himself in sweat. But what happened today?
Earlier, General Guan found Zilong unconscious..."
Before Chen Dao finished speaking, He Yan glared at him: "Five days ago?"
"Five whole days! Are you just going to watch like this? Let Zilong live there by himself?"
"Damn it! You are committing a crime! A bunch of stinky Qiuba! Bastards! Bastards!"
Zhang Fei listened to He Yan's scolding and retorted unconvinced: "Who doesn't suffer from illness by himself? Besides, Zilong Ji has his own destiny, he..."
"Shut up! Zhang Heizi, if you keep acting like this, I'll have your mouth torn into pieces right now!"
After He Yan finished scolding, he immediately went up to lift the quilt covering Zhao Yun and tore off Zhao Yun's clothes.
Because he had been employed flexibly in Yecheng for several years, Zhao Yun did not fight on the battlefield as many times as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, and his body was relatively clean without too many scars.
Only the two large bloody holes on Zhao Yun's left abdomen and right shoulder looked particularly oozing.
He Yan gently pushed aside the outermost blood scab and immediately understood what was going on after seeing the situation inside.
"Where does this quack doctor come from!"
Instead of healing under the bloody scab, the wound was filled with a large amount of yellow-green pus and smelly rotten flesh.
This shows that when the military Chinese medicine doctor treated Zhao Yun, he probably did not pay attention to the problem of disinfection at all, and directly used his dirty hands to perform surgery on Zhao Yun, causing a secondary infection.
Once the wound becomes infected, it can cause sepsis in severe cases!
And Zhao Yun is now suffering from septic shock, which is actually one of the symptoms of sepsis!
At this moment, Hua Tuo also arrived with Guan Yu.
He Yan and Guan Yu looked at each other, knowing that now was not the time to quarrel, so they temporarily turned their hostility into friendship and made room for Hua Tuo to treat Zhao Yun.
Hua Tuo observed Zhao Yun's complexion and then reached out to touch Zhao Yun's body. After a while, his expression became serious.
"Marquis Shen."
"Hua Shanggong, please speak out."
Hua Tuo pointed at Zhao Yun and said: "General Zhao's disease is caused by the invasion of warm toxins from the outside, and the deficiency of righteousness from the inside.
Zang-fu organs are trapped, and both the external and internal three burners are diseased. Nowadays, when evil enters the nutrient blood, symptoms such as strong heat, coma, occlusion, bleeding, and heat and poison infusion occur in abscesses."
"Is there any cure?"
Hua Tuo possessed him again: "General Zhao is now in a state of raging heat and poison. His yin is exhausted and his yang is depleted. He is weak and has evil desires. If he wants to be cured, he must clear the heat and poison, clear the camp and cool the blood..."
The translation of these words is that the inflammation in Zhao Yun's body is very serious at this time, and the inflammation must be eliminated immediately.
He Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Since there is a way to cure it, it's good. As for the medicinal materials... Hua Shanggong can ask for it, even if it's rare treasures, I can find them."
But Hua Tuo shook his head.
"It's not like you need any exotic treasures. You just need to decoct heat-clearing and detoxifying medicinal materials such as fenugreek, ground bark, lobelia, silver flower, and raw licorice in water."
"But it stands to reason that with General Zhao's vitality and blood, he shouldn't suffer from this disease..."
While Hua Tuo was talking, he touched Zhao Yun's wound.
As a doctor, Hua Tuo did not dislike the disgusting pus and rotten flesh at Zhao Yun's wound, but directly pushed it away with his hands to observe the situation inside.
"Marquis Shen! Come here!"
Hua Tuo called He Yan to the bedside and asked He Yan to see Zhao Yun's injury.
"Although General Zhao was injured by a crossbow arrow, the wound was deeper than other wounds... but after so many days, there is no sign of flesh and blood regenerating inside, which is really strange."
He Yan understood what Hua Tuo said: "What Hua Shanggong means is that there may be some foreign matter in General Zhao's body, which caused his wound to be re-infected?"
"Infection? This is a new word, but as Marquis Shen said, there may really be something else inside General Zhao's wound."
Throughout the Three Kingdoms in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, there were not many famous generals who had such experience.
Sun Ce, Zhou Yu, Zhang Liao...
These people all fell ill after being injured by arrows, and then died suddenly.
It’s not that the arrows that shot them were poisonous, it’s just that people didn’t pay much attention to hygiene at this time.
Some old archers may just snap the bow with their hands after going out, and then run to the battlefield to shoot arrows.
The arrows shot like this are simply the most terrifying biological weapons. Anyone who receives an arrow will have to kneel down!
Not to mention, after the arrow hits the person to the ground, other dirty things may enter the wound. After a long period of immune rejection, even the strongest man cannot bear it and can only wait for death.
He Yan stood up: "Now that we understand the cause of the disease, please ask Hua Shanggong to help."
At this time, surgery is necessary.
Only by finding out what is hidden in Zhao Yun's body can Zhao Yun fully resist the germs and toxins that have invaded the blood.
Otherwise, due to the presence of foreign matter in the body, Zhao Yun's immune system will continue to release inflammatory mesons. It is equivalent to installing a "virus manufacturing machine" in Zhao Yun's body. If Zhao Yun can survive, it will really be a ghost.
"Well, I also ask Marquis Shen to transport General Zhao to Xinglin Courtyard as soon as possible. The environment there is better than here."
Hua Tuo didn't know how to write. After giving some instructions to He Yan, he rushed to Xinglin Hospital to prepare for the operation.
"Guan Yu! Find a carriage! Remember to dismantle one side of the carriage at the back."
"Zhang Fei, Chen Dao, you go find a flat wooden board, the size must be big enough to put Zilong on."
After He Yan finished shouting, several people woke up from their deep sleep and hurriedly prepared the tools.
After a while, Zhang Fei and Chen Dao carried a one-foot-thick wooden board to He Yan.
"He...Marquis Shen, is this okay?"
Seeing the wooden board that could crush a person to death, the veins in He Yan's forehead jumped.
Are you sure this is used to make a "stretcher" and not a "coffin"?
"never mind……"
He Yan couldn't complain. Anyway, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were very strong. Since they were willing to move such a heavy wooden board, let them move it.
After a while, Guan Yu also prepared the carriage He Yan requested.
Zhao Yun was placed on a wooden board and carried to a carriage carriage with one side removed. At this point, the first "ambulance" in history appeared.
Zhao Yun just walked in the middle, Zhang Fei and Chen Dao drove in front, while He Yan and Guan Yu were on both sides of Zhao Yun, staring with big eyes and small eyes, maintaining an awkward atmosphere.
"Marquis Shen."
"Ah."
"..."
Guan Yu, who wanted to break the atmosphere, was choked back by He Yan, and his face became even redder.
"If something happens to Zilong, one of you... you are all the murderer!"
It wasn't until he was approaching Xinglin Courtyard that He Yan glared at Guan Yu and said this.
Guan Yu wanted to refute, but in the end he lowered his head helplessly and sighed.