Chen Yu took a deep breath, and took a few steps over to take Emperor Jiajing's wrist to check his pulse. His pulse was hanging by a thread of life, and people would not die so quickly!
Turning around: "Fengge, carry Silang out."
It is necessary to save the emperor, but I must not save a person who cannot die first, and let Su Silang continue to suffer the pain of flesh and blood. The human heart is made of flesh, not to mention that this is his own son! All the children and grandchildren of the Su family regard her as alive.
Ancestor, she must protect these people and treat them as her own relatives!
The sun was shining brightly, and Chen Yu had a strong mentality as a doctor, but when his own child suffered like this, it was heartbreaking.
A large wooden board was placed on the open ground. Su Silang, who was lying on the wooden board, did not dare to look at his mother. He turned his head and said, "It's worth it for Silang to meet my mother once. Mother, don't let the emperor die. Let the emperor know that he is."
Whoever saved him, this kindness is the last thing Shiro can do for his family."
"You can't die." Chen Yu held Su Silang's hand: "Mom can't save your legs." At this point, tears rolled down uncontrollably. Chen Yu didn't care and said softly: "But mother can definitely stay."
Your life!"
A drop of tear fell on Su Silang's hand, as if it had burned him. He pulled his hand back. Chen Yu used all his strength to hold on. His struggle without any strength was useless. He closed his eyes and said, "Mother
, give Shiro a good time."
"How can it be done? You are my child." Chen Yu took the handkerchief and wiped Su Silang's tears: "Why did you come here after all the hard work? It's you."
Su Silang opened his mouth and cried silently, and Chen Yu said softly: "Silang, your second brother is the best carpenter, your mother has great medical skills, you have a pair of children who are already toddlers, and there is another who is following you wholeheartedly.
My wife, can you let her go?"
Next is Su Silang's life and death. A person's will to survive greatly affects the final result. There are no advanced instruments to assist Su Silang. Chen Yu can only use this method to let Su Silang help him. His survival
Will is the elixir!
The elixir! Chen Yu took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, which contained the last two Peiyuan Pills. He poured one out and brought it to Su Silang's mouth: "This is the elixir that Han Tianxiao gave to my mother. If Silang takes it, his life will be left to his mother."
Stay here, otherwise my mother won’t be able to go home.”
Su Silang shut up instantly: "Mother, save the emperor."
"Mom still has one, you can eat this." Chen Yu leaned over Su Silang's ear and said, "Son, if you live, the emperor will live. If you risk your life here, mother won't even live. He will
who is it?"
Su Silang pursed his lips and looked at Chen Yu with tears in his eyes: "Mom, I live, I live!"
"Good boy, I have everything to save my life. Just look at what will happen to our Su family in the future. You are good at strategizing, why do you need to take the lead? Since ancient times, military advisors have been sitting in the tent, but they can destroy the enemy's capital thousands of miles away. I, Shiro, can do it too.
." Chen Yu gave Su Silang the Peiyuan Pill to eat.
Then he brought the basket with the herbal medicine over and said to Su Silang as if he were gossiping: "Mother is very good at preparing the medicine. You won't feel any pain. You just need to take a nap and you'll be fine. When mother tells you to wake up, open your eyes."
Open your eyes, okay?"
Su Silang turned his head and looked at his mother. The sunlight shone on her hair, and the silver threads were very bright. The clothes on her body were piled with patches to hide her from others. He didn't dare to ask how many hardships she had suffered along the way.
Chen Yu looked over and smiled: "Silang, why don't you accept your mother?"
"Well, mother, Shiro, wait until mother wakes me up." Su Silang said.
Chen Yu nodded, took a stone and minced the herbs, squeezed out the concoction, and added enough anesthetic taken from the displacement space into the concoction.
After feeding Su Silang himself, seeing his eyelids getting darker and darker, Chen Yu said again: "My son, the emperor and I have three lives. My son will keep them in mind."
Su Silang wanted to open his eyes, but Chen Yu's hand covered his eyes: "Just know it in your heart, and go to sleep."
After the anesthetic took effect, Chen Yu asked Pan Fengge to guard the entrance of the cave and not allow anyone to pry into his place. He used grass as tall as one person to block other people's sight. Chen Yu flipped his wrist, held the sharp saw in his hand, and applied the anesthetic.
When his teeth clenched, Su Silang's leg was broken two inches above the knee. It had rotted to the point where the white bones were exposed, and the rotting flesh and blood were hanging off. The bones were black and necrotic, and there was no chance of saving him.
Two lower legs were amputated and sutured to stop the bleeding. Chen Yu used all the top-notch medicines. After bandaging the wounds, Chen Yu's eyes turned black. He forced himself to put away all the tools, fell to the ground, and said in a weak voice: "Fengge,
Send Shiro into the cave."
Pan Fengge came over and saw Su Silang's legs. He staggered and almost fell down, and even swallowed: "Silang was hit by an arrow in the back. It's poisonous. I used an antidote."
Chen Yu slowly raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked doubtfully: "An arrow in the back?"
"Auntie, Shiro's soft hedgehog armor was given to the emperor." Pan Fengge said.
A soft hedgehog? Chen Yu looked back at Su Silang, with mixed feelings in his heart, and murmured: "My son is really loyal to the emperor."
She thought of what Su Silang said when he left home for the last time. He said, "Mom, wait until your son earns a life for you and comes back."
Silly boy, why do you need to risk your life?
As the sun set and it got dark, Chen Yu drank several sips of Tianlaiquan to cheer her up. After checking that Su Silang's pulse was stable, she walked to the emperor's side.
Chen Yu looked at Emperor Jiajing who was lying on the grass nest. He had sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, a straight nose and a square mouth, a face with sharp edges and a tall forehead. Even when he was sleeping, he had a natural nobility.
Raising her hand, Chen Yu said: "Deerskin gloves."
Pan Fengge had already put on deerskin gloves: "Aunt, Fengge is here."
Chen Yu nodded and watched Pan Fengge take off the soft hedgehog armor on Emperor Jiajing, his eyes shrank, it was the life-saving charm she gave to Shiro.
Emperor Jiajing, wearing only his middle coat, was lying on the grass nest. Chen Yu sat down to diagnose his pulse and asked Pan Fengge: "Fengge, tell me about the situation at that time."
Pan Fengge sat next to him: "We were fighting in the front. We drove straight into the capital of Changyi Kingdom. During the battle at Luanshi Mountain, the camp was suddenly in chaos. Shiro forced the emperor to wear soft hedgehog armor. Two hundred of us protected the emperor and retreated."
Chen Yu nodded and changed his hand to diagnose Emperor Jiajing's pulse: "At that time, the emperor no longer had the strength to fight because he was poisoned."
"Yes, the emperor told us to survive. The goal of the two hundred of us was too big. Even if we looked like one of our own people, they might stab us at any time. Shiro made a quick decision and left only ten of his confidants to flee to Taicang Mountain. The remaining two hundred
Many people divided into nine groups to break out." Pan Fengge had a bulging blue vein on his forehead.
"Just when we arrived at the foot of Taicang Mountain, we encountered another ambush. Shiro was hit by an arrow and fell from his horse. There were only six of our people left. Four of them died trying to save Shiro. Shiro said at that time that Yingzui Cliff could survive.
It was at that time that I wrote Fei Ge Zhuan Shu, Fight Once." Pan Fengge said.
Chen Yu nodded: "I'm afraid only Shiro still has a carrier pigeon."
"Silang carries his carrier pigeon with him. He said... he said." Pan Fengge gritted his teeth and held back tears: "He said that even if he dies, the carrier pigeon can carry his news and tell his aunt that he knows he was wrong."
Chen Yu closed his eyes and sighed, Su Silang, you are the one who has never forgiven you!
Qingyi said: These chapters were too difficult to write and a bit too deep into the drama. I will continue writing. Dear readers, you can read it tomorrow.