The people in the imperial capital all know that something happened last night, but few people know what happened, because many people, at most, get up early in the morning and see Xunchenghou carrying water to clean the streets there. Those who are earlier may still I can see a trace of blood that will not be washed away in the future, as well as the trace of blood remaining in the air.
Thousands of people in the entire Blood Pond Gate were culled by the armed forces of the entire God Capital. They were killed before dawn, and the carriage to transport the corpses out of the city was earlier than the one that poured Yexiang.
On the Xinzhong Bridge, Qin Wuzong escorted a black carriage slowly towards Wu Zheng's house.
Wu Zheng in Houfu was busy all night yesterday, and I have to say that Ah San's life was really hard. He suffered dozens of stab wounds and countless arrow wounds on his body. He should have died in a sigh of relief.
After Wu Zheng's work all night, plus the Jinchuangliang medicine Yun's Baiyao to greet him without money, this fate is hanging. When will it be good? After that, it is only God knows whether he can be a man.
After all, this guy lost too much blood, and it was a miracle that he could hang his life without knowing the blood type for blood transfusion.
But even in this way, Wu Zheng’s medical skills have been recognized by everyone in the whole government, including the well-informed Yin E. In her opinion, it’s impossible for Ah San, who has become a blood man, to live. By daybreak, it would be impossible to save it.
However, his own Xianggong rescued him. It seems that Xianggong said that his medical skills were really not a boast.
For the old people in the mansion who came down from the Shenmuzhai, it was the magic of their aunt's medical skills that had been seen a long time ago. For Ah San's horrible injury, it is inevitable to cure it, and it is an accident if it is not cured!
At this time, what Wu Zheng missed most was his father and his younger brother Chaihu, who were far away in Yuzhou. He didn’t know if the blood type test method came out. The last time he wrote to ask about him and the queen, the result was sent. But it was a pack of penicillin with a higher purity. Is he always showing to himself that he has a better test method, or is he telling himself that his relationship with the queen is as pure as this penicillin
Returning to my yard, I was lying on a bamboo chair having a barbecue with Yin E and the others. The bandage that she had hung on her hand was also removed by her. At the moment, I was lying on the bamboo chair and waiting for the fragrance. Er tear her chicken wings.
Wu Zheng walked in and was immediately aroused by the oily fume with various spices. After inhaling the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he still scowled and said, "Is your injury all right?"
Sein Feier was taken aback, and she handed her mouth in front of Xiang'er and asked her to help wipe the oil stains on her mouth. Then she stood up and said to Wu Zheng, "Is it all right? Didn't you tell me everything? It's all skin injuries, right? Xiang Gong, make a fuss, look at me, this is not good?"
After speaking, Seinfeld seemed to want to punch a set of punches in front of Wu Zheng to prove that what she said was true.
In the end, Wu Zheng hurriedly stopped, and said angrily: "Come on! I'm a doctor who doesn't know if it's skin trauma, you just can."
"But you tied me like this, I'm really not used to it!" Seinfeld complained, brightening the bandage on her hand.
"If you don't get used to it, you have to get used to it. This is for your good. If you don't treat your injuries well now, what if you have any sequelae?"
"What sequelae, Xiang Gong will scare people."
Wu Zheng sat down and took a chicken leg from the charcoal fire. He pointed to Yin E and said to Seinfeld: "Your hands and feet are yours. I can't control what you like. Yin E is fine anyway. In the future, I will go to the world with Yin E when we are free, and you will stay here alone to guard the house!"
Seinfeld was taken aback, looked at Yin E with a slight smile on his face, and immediately put on the bandage he had just removed without thinking about it.
"Sang Gong, how long do you think I can get better?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "It depends on you! If you take a good rest in the past few days and don't have half a month, it will be fine, but if you don't take your injury seriously like just now... Then I don't know. Up."
At this time, Xia San came from the outer courtyard, and after meeting Wu Zheng, he said, "Master, master is here."
"Master? Little Master? What is he doing?" Wu Zheng looked at Xia San suspiciously.
Xia Sandao: "This little kid didn't dare to ask, but I heard from Qin Wuzong that it seemed to be about last night."
"That's it! So Bo Xia, can you tell Master I'm resting?... (End of this chapter)