Chapter 371 Injury (2)

According to Nangong Wan'er's words, Ji He is a hero.

With serious injuries, five healthy bandits were killed in a group of robbers, which scared the bandits so much that they didn't dare to get close. Ji He was already exhausted at that time.

If the three brothers and sisters hadn't passed by there and scared the gang of robbers away, Ji He would have died long ago under the sword of the bandits.

The heroes who respect the most are heroes, and Ji He is undoubtedly one, especially when they were checking Ji He for the injuries, they found that Ji He had several old injuries on his body.

"Brother Ji's injuries are critical. We hired several doctors, but we were helpless. After hearing Junior Sister Wan'er's words, Junior Sister Di's family is a bit powerful in Fengjie. I think there should be a famous doctor in the mansion, so I took the liberty to come and disturb him. Please forgive Mrs. Di and Junior Sister Di if you disturb me!" Qin Bai raised his arms and bowed to Dilu and Di Zhizhi. From what he had seen just now, Dilu didn't seem to like their arrival.

Before coming, the three brothers and sisters had predicted this. The children of the official family have never liked to make friends with the Rangers, and the Rangers are not very interested in the official family. The different concepts of status and status mean that the relationship between the two is destined to be inconsistent.

However, in this area, if you want to save Ji He's life, you must have to come and ask the Di Mansion, which has something to do with their teachers. After all, with the title of the Chief of the Prefecture of Di Zhixun Kui, there is even more hope to invite more famous doctors to come.

"Senior Brother Qin Bai is out of here. Not to mention that his senior brother and sister are here, even a stranger comes to Di's house for help, Di's house will not sit idly by and do such a ruthless act." After hearing the narration of Nangong Wan'er and Qin Bai, Di Zhizhi's eyes were filled with light, sword light, and sword shadows, and avenge revenge. This is the life of the knight she yearned for.

However, the little girl was so excited that she was so excited that she didn't notice how rude it was to speak before the elders. Her mother's face had become ugly now.

"Thank you for your kind help from junior sister. But I don't know what Mrs. Di wants to do?" Qin Bo smiled at Di Zhizhi, then turned his head to ask Di Lu. He was also a veteran in the world, so he would not have any experience in observing the color and relying on power. Qin Bo attacked Di Lu and said, "If Mrs. Di doesn't want to do it, we won't force it. I will immediately move Brother Ji to another place for medical treatment."

After hearing Qin Bai's words, Nangong Wan'er and Li Liancheng's faces were both gloomy. Ji He's injuries were the ones who knew best. If the Di family refused to help, they would not be able to save them by relying on their or the power of the master. However, as a ranger, although he acted unrestrainedly, he was unwilling to do such a difficult task. If the Dilu really refused, they had nothing to say.

"How can that be! Mom~!" Di Zhizhi became a little anxious when she heard this, hurriedly grabbed Dilu's arm and begged softly.

Dilu glared at his daughter helplessly, then glanced at the injured person lying on the ground. Seeing that the man was cut by the sword, he was pale and swollen, he was finally unable to make up his mind. He then told Di Liang: "Di Liang, go out of the mansion and invite Mr. Zhang to see."

"Yes, madam!" After responding, Di Liang looked at the three outsiders in the hall again, then turned around and walked out.

"Thank you, Mrs. Di!" Qin Bai, Li Liancheng, and Nangong Wan'er all clasped their fists to Dilu and thanked him, with a hint of joy on his face. Dilu's arms were also happily getting tired of Dilu's arms.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although I don't like to kill, I can't do that." Dilu glanced at the three of them and said, "Mr. Zhang was an imperial physician in the previous dynasty. Now he is a senior at home and has excellent medical skills. He can be said to be the best gentleman in Fengjie. Several of them have lived in Fengjie for a long time, and I think they all know that if even he is unable to do anything, then Di's mansion will be powerless."

"Zhang Lizheng?" Nangong Wan'er and his sister looked at each other at the same time, and infinite joy surged in their hearts. It was indeed the official party. Mr. Zhang, who came to the door to make a desperate attempt, could be invited by the Di Mansion easily. It seemed that they were really coming to the right place.

"Mrs. Di, please rest assured. If even Mr. Zhang is helpless, then I can only blame Brother Ji for being blessed. At that time, I will carry Brother Ji away immediately and will never disturb the quietness of the Di Mansion." Qin Bai raised his hands at Dilu with gratitude.

"Well," Dilu nodded lightly, glanced at Ji He who was lying on the wooden stand, and gently instructed the servants to move a few more stoves over, and the whole hall immediately became warm.

Zhang Lizheng is over 70 years old and is in his seventies. He has white hair and white beards. Half of his eyebrows have turned white and very old, but his body is very strong and his teeth are all there, and his two small eyes look very energetic. This old man knows how to maintain health.

"Is it him?" After entering the hall, Zhang Lizheng nodded slightly to Dilu, then squatted lightly beside Ji He, lifted the cotton robe covering Ji He, frowned and looked for a while, then stood up and said to Dilu, "I need a warm quiet room, some warm water and towels. Before treating him, I must wash his body and wounds first."

"Di Liang, go and prepare for Mr. Zhang!" Dilu gave Di Liang an order, then looked at Zhang Lizheng with a smile, and asked softly: "In the opinion of Mr., is this hero's wounded man still saved?"

"It's very serious. At least three wounds are in fatal places. As for whether they can be saved, it's better to wait until I clean it up for him." Zhang Lizheng reached out and strode Ji He's right hand for a while, and stood up and said to Dilu: "The breath is disordered, the pulse is weak, the heart, energy, liver and spleen are damaged. Two ribs are broken, and there seems to be traces of breaking the left arm. It's rare that this kid can persist until now. If an ordinary weak person is like this, he will probably have lost his breath long ago."

The old man's behavior and tone were very decisive and firm. Although he seemed a little arrogant, he also gave everyone present a strong confidence. It is no exaggeration to say that this old man is a miracle doctor in Fengjie.

"Then Mr. Lao must worry." Dilu nodded to Zhang Lizheng lightly, and Qin Bai and the other two bowed to Zhang Lizheng one after another.

"Madam Di, please rest assured. I will do my best to treat you," Zhang Lizheng glanced at Ji He, who was full of injuries, and said, "As for whether he can save his life in the end, it depends on what he said."

Even though Zhang Lizheng was very confident in his medical skills, he did not dare to make a promise easily.

The quiet room was ready, Qin Bai and Li Liancheng carried Ji He into the house, and then they were driven out by Zhang Lizheng, leaving only Zhang Lizheng and his medicine boy in the house.

"Senior sister, I heard from Master that you have gone to the bitter and cold land in the northwest. How about it? Is there fun?" Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Di Zhizhi pulled Nangong Wan'er and asked in a low voice.

"Blood, spicy, sweet and sour, are all in it. If you want to know, after the New Year's Eve, your senior sister will take you there, how about it?" Seeing Di Zhizhi so interested, Nangong Wan'er chuckled and said to her: "Didn't your master agree? After this year, you can go with your senior sisters and experience it."

"My mother doesn't allow me to go out again. I'm afraid that even the master will not let me go back after the New Year." Di Zhizhi pouted her little mouth in distress, as if she was very reluctant.

"How is that?" Nangong Wan'er glanced at Dilu, and suddenly realized that Di Zhizhi was from a family of officials and her identity was different from those of them. It was normal for Mrs. Di to let her travel around the world. Nangong Wan'er was not easy to interfere in these family affairs that belonged to the Di family.

"Hmm? Why did that ghastless guy come here?" Looking up, he glanced at a figure walking towards him, Di Zhizhi couldn't help but mutter.

When Nangong Wan'er heard this, she followed Di Zhizhi's gaze, but saw a scholar Wenxiu wearing a coarse cotton robe walking towards here. The servant who led him seemed to respect him very much, so she spoke to Di Zhizhi and asked, "Junior sister, who is that person?"

"A teacher who wants talent, looks, and is brave, is hypocritical, and is timid, and the senior sister doesn't have to pay attention to him." Di Zhizhi slandered a few words in front of Nangong Wan'er, which made Nangong Wan'er become a little interested. There are not many people who can be found by their masters in this way.

"Madam Di!" After entering the room, Liu Yi bent over and gave Dilu a gift, and then looked up and down the room. Seeing that there were all strangers and Zhang Chuchu was not the figure, he turned around and asked Di Zhizhi, "Miss, I wonder where my wife is now?"

"Hmph, I don't know!" Di Zhizhi turned her head away, looking ignoring others.

"Zhizhi! Don't be rude to Mr. Liu! Didn't Mrs. Liu always accompany you to embroider? When you are here, where is she now?" Dilu frowned slightly and scolded Dizhi.

"Sister Zhang is still in my room," Di Zhizhi muttered in a low voice: "I ran out to find my wife during class, and it looks like a gentleman, hum!"

"Thank you, Miss, for your advice." Liu Yiwen smiled and bowed to Di Zhizhi, looked at Di Zhizhi, and said, "However, if the lady pays a little attention, she will find that it is noon now, and it is time to rest, and there is no mistake in what Liu did."

After accusing Dilu, Liu Yiuan slowly walked out of the hall and ran to the backyard. He ignored the young lady Di Zhizhi, who was behind him, was so angry.

It turned out to be a very interesting teacher. Nangong Wan'er watched Liu Yi gradually fade away, and then looked at her junior sister's extremely angry look and couldn't help but chuckled. She kept making her junior sister funny to this. It was not simple.

"Senior Brother Qin," Li Liancheng also stared at Liu Yi's departure back and said softly to Qin Bai beside him: "Mr. Liu gave me a very strange feeling. The moment I saw him, an impulse to want to be half of it."

"Oh? What junior brother means is that the teacher is actually a master?" Qin Bai felt a little funny. When Liu Yi came in just now, he looked at Liu Yiyi up and down, with his steps floating, thin figure, and short breath during his breathing. He didn't look like a martial arts practitioner. He patted Li Liancheng's shoulder and said, "My junior brother must be a little nervous. The teacher is obviously a weak scholar, but the junior brother misreads it."

"Is that true?" Li Liancheng began to be confused by Qin Bai's words. The feeling was very blurry at that moment. Could it be that he was wrong? Is it an illusion?

Seeing that Qin Bai and Nangong Wan'er had no strange appearances on their faces, Li Liancheng shook his head slightly and stopped thinking about it. Anyway, this matter was irrelevant to them.

"squeak!"

With a light sound, the door of the quiet room opened, and Zhang Li was walking through the inside, his face was solemn, and there was no sign of joy or sorrow.

"Mr. Zhang, what's the result? Is that hero still saved?" Dilu stood up and asked first.

"The injuries are very serious. In addition to the new injuries, he has some old diseases that have not been cured, which will be very troublesome to treat," Zhang Lizheng stroked his beard and said softly to Dilu, "If you want to recover completely, you won't have a year or two of treatment."

"So, Ji He is saved?!" After hearing Zhang Lizheng's implication, Nangong Wan'er asked Zhang Lizheng in surprise.

"I can't die for the time being, but if his injuries are infected in the future, it will be a little hard to say." Zhang Lizheng reached out to give the medicine boy some pen and ink, wrote a prescription on the table and handed it to Dilu, saying: "Patients should not move more, just let him rest in a quiet room, be careful to keep warm, and don't let him cause cold. Well, let someone follow this prescription to grab some medicine to nourish the qi and blood, nourish the spleen and lungs. I will ask the medicine boy to send some gold-inducing medicine to apply it to the wound. From now on, I come to the clinic every three days. If there is any condition, I can ask me to come over again."

After saying that, Zhang Lizheng bowed to Dilu, and then he left the hall door and left.
Chapter completed!