After Zhu Di heard this, he glanced sideways at Zhang Fu.
A miracle happened again. Zhang Fu was like a chicken whose neck was suddenly strangled, and his head drooped with a snap.
Even a calm person like Zhang Fu was so angry that his face turned slightly green.
The Zhang family can be regarded as a family full of heroes. Not to mention Zhang Yu, let's talk about Zhang Fu. He started to rise to prominence at a young age. Who would have expected that such a fool as Zhang Fu would appear in the family, which is really a disgrace to the family.
Zhu Di only felt angry and funny. He checked Zhang Fu's condition, but had nothing to say, so he returned to the palace that day.
But Zhu Di was still concerned about Zhang Fu's condition.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, the situation became worse.
It was originally just a flesh wound, but the weather has been hot in recent days. Zhu Di summoned the imperial physician to inquire about the condition, but the imperial physician began to hesitate.
Zhu Di noticed something was wrong, so he said sternly: "It's okay to speak up if you have anything to say."
The imperial doctor knelt down even lower and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang's condition seems to be worsening. When I see the affected area... a swelling has developed... I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
The so-called swelling is actually an inflammation of the wound, and because the trauma is relatively serious and the weather is hot, if the inflammation of the wound is not cured for a long time, if the inflammation cannot be eliminated immediately, in this era, it may be life-threatening.
Upon hearing the word "swelling", Zhu Di's expression changed slightly.
He obviously knew the importance of the word "swelling". After all, he was an emperor who was born in the military. During the Jingnan War, countless soldiers often died of swellings caused by knife wounds.
The person who remains most vivid in Zhu Di's mind is Zhu Di's father-in-law Xu Da.
The famous general Xu Da died of sores on his body, and the so-called sores and back gangrene were actually swellings.
Rumors in the market say that Xu Da suffered from malignant sores and back ulcers, and Zhu Yuanzhang ordered people to give him a roasted goose. Roasted geese are considered to be hairy things, so Xu Da was killed.
Of course... this is nonsense, not to mention that the birth of this thing has nothing to do with the worsening of the condition caused by eating roast goose. The most important thing is... back ulcers, malignant sores, or swellings, the mortality rate in this era is basically
Not low.
Moreover, Xu Da was stationed in Peking at that time, but Zhu Yuanzhang was in Nanjing, sending roast geese from Nanjing to Peking...
Zhu Di looked at the imperial doctor coldly: "Does the Imperial Hospital have any good medicine?"
This imperial doctor is not stupid. A disease like this depends entirely on luck. To put it bluntly, it depends on whether Zhang Fu can survive it. If he takes a guarantee at this time and an accident occurs, isn't he courting death?
The imperial doctor said: "I...I am afraid that the poisonous sores will enter my body...then even gods will be unable to save me."
Zhu Di was furious: "What use do I have for you?"
The imperial doctor was frightened out of his wits.
In fact, it is not that there are no truly good doctors in this world.
However, the quality of the imperial doctors in the Ming Dynasty varied greatly.
This is no wonder to others, it is entirely because there is something wrong with the system put in place by Emperor Taizu Gao. For example, the doctors at the Imperial Hospital...most of them are hereditary.
That's right...he is hereditary.
The reason why the imperial physician in front of me became an imperial physician and entered the palace as an imperial physician was because his father was an imperial physician.
He can deal with ordinary diseases, but when it comes to more complicated ones, he may have no choice but to scratch his head.
However, imperial doctors are imperial doctors after all. Imperial doctors have family backgrounds. They may not be very good at treating diseases, but they are familiar with how to avoid risks.
Some imperial doctors may have some skills in treating diseases, but such imperial doctors may not last long in the palace.
And the skills of imperial doctors who can really live a long life often focus on how to clear up relationships.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang was tortured and his wounds were too great. Besides, he is still young and his body is weak. Now the sores are erupting. I dare not say it is an incurable disease, but his life or death depends on the fate of the day."
The first half of the sentence tells Zhu Di that those who executed him were too harsh, and it was all his fault that these people were so cruel.
The second half of the sentence directly says that this is God's business. Whether you live or die depends on God's mood.
Zhu Di took a deep breath and remained silent. After a long time, he said: "Treat him with all our strength."
"Here." The imperial doctor hurriedly left as if he had been granted amnesty.
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Zhang Anshi hid outside Zhang's house until the middle door of Zhang's house opened, and then Zhang Fu, the commander of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, left the house on horseback with a few soldiers, and then he rushed out like an arrow.
, swooped into Zhang's house.
During the process of entering the house, Zhang Anshi discovered that his observation ability was amazing. Among the Zhang family's courtyard walls, which part was high and which part was short, which part was suitable for climbing, and which part was close to an uninhabited street.
, it was only a glance, and it became clear to the mind.
We all heard that generals who have fought hundreds of battles can easily arrange their troops in familiar formations just by looking at the terrain. I didn't expect that he also has this talent. No matter where he goes, he can find ways to climb over the wall.
With favorable terrain and such talent, it would be a pity not to become a thief.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Zhang Fu's condition obviously became more serious, far beyond Zhang Anshi's expectation.
Zhang Fu was still chirping and humming this time, but he was weak.
"Third brother, third brother..."
"Big...brother..."
Zhang Fu heard the familiar voice, raised his head slightly, and then forced out a smile.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Anshi became anxious, frowned and said: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"
Zhang Fu said intermittently: "I have a severe headache and I can't feel the wound. They said I'm very ill. Brother, am I going to die? I don't want to die."
Zhang Anshi touched his forehead and found that he had a fever.
When he opened the quilt again, he found Zhang Fu lying on the bed with his butt sticking out. However, the wound was unsightly and it was obvious that the wound was suppurating.
If it were an ordinary wound, it would be fine. The main reason was that the wound was so large that it looked shocking.
This was obviously caused by infection and inflammation, and also caused a high fever.
Zhang Anshi said: "Has my medicine been used?"
"It's no use. The imperial doctor prescribed the medicine."
Zhang Anshi raised his eyebrows and said, "You should use my medicine."
Zhang Fu raised his head and glanced at Zhang Anshi.
Zhang Anshi said: "You still can't trust me?"
"Of course I can trust my eldest brother...I'm talking about my eldest brother's character."
Looking at the half-dead Zhang Fu, Zhang Anshi gritted his teeth and said: "My medical skills are better than my conduct."
Although Zhang Fu is young, he is not so stupid that he cannot understand this: "It would be great if my brother had this intention. My head is very dizzy and I feel very uncomfortable. Brother... I'm going to die. I didn't sleep all night last night."
While sleeping... I listened to the doctors whispering, saying that the situation was very bad, and I... I felt extremely uncomfortable."
Seeing that he was depressed, Zhang Anshi did not urge him to take medicine, but tried to make him feel better first: "Did you know that when the second child, Zhu Yong, came home, he was hung up and beaten by his father."
When Zhang Fu heard this, he seemed to be interested and regained some strength. He opened his eyes wide and said, "Yeah."
"I'm not going to lie to you, everyone in the Zhu family has seen it."
"I didn't expect my second brother to be so miserable."
"Yeah, it's so miserable for us three brothers."
"But brother..."
"It's miserable for me too. Even though they were all hit on you, it still hurts in my heart." Zhang Anshi said.
Zhang Fu looked extremely tired at this time. His face was pale and he said vaguely: "Brother, my life is really hard. I have lost my father, and it seems that I can't survive now. My brother scolds me all the time, saying that I and
The eldest brother hangs around and does nothing, which is why this disaster happens. I also know that the eldest brother sometimes fools me into doing some stupid things, but... somehow, I always feel comfortable hanging around with the eldest brother, and I am not happy in the house. See you
The eldest brother was happy.
He spoke intermittently, and his speed became slower and slower.
Zhang Anshi couldn't help but sniffed and said, "Just rest, I'll give you medicine."
Then he went to search for the medicine bottle he sent last time. After finding it, he poured out the medicine and wiped it on Zhang Fu's affected area bit by bit.
This posture and behavior are obviously indecent, but I can't care less about it now.
After taking the medicine, Zhang Anshi said: "You should have a good rest, I will climb over the wall and leave."
"Climb...over the wall..."
"Hey, isn't this a practice exercise? I'll need it when I visit you later."
Zhang Fu's consciousness was blurred and his eyelids seemed heavy, so he did not try to hold him back.