Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 1081
Seeking medical treatment is like asking God, and you can only pray when you are in trouble.

Li Qinzai led his army to travel hundreds of miles, and took great pains to invite this well-known female doctor.

Until Jin Dayan entered the tent, Li Qinzai felt uneasy again.

Although Li Qinzai grasped her weakness, even though he instinctively believed that she would not kill Li Ji, but... the gamble was too high, and Li Qinzai felt scared from the bottom of his heart.

After Jin Dayan entered the tent, Li Qinzai kept pacing back and forth outside the tent, frowning.

People are so contradictory. When they can't find a famous doctor, they go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan.

After finding a famous doctor, all kinds of distrust, all kinds of suspicion and suspicion, always feel that she has hidden evil intentions.

The generals of the Tang army were also waiting outside the commander's tent, and everyone's expressions were dignified and anxious.

Seeing Li Qinzai pacing back and forth, Qibi Heli became more and more nervous.

"Jingchu, is the miracle doctor you hired reliable?"

Li Qinzai sighed: "It took a lot of trouble to find her. As for her medical skills and conduct, I really don't know."

Qi Bi He Li frowned and said: "Looking at the girl's face, she doesn't look like a villain, but we and her are enemies after all. If she kills Ying Gong secretly, no one can see the means."

Li Qinzai became more panicked, hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth suddenly, and said, "Feng Su."

Feng Su stepped forward and said, "Yes!"

"Give me the dagger."

Feng Su took it out of his pocket, and offered a small dagger with both hands.

Li Qinzai stuffed the dagger into his bosom, hesitated for a moment, then suddenly opened the curtain of the handsome tent and walked in.

In the handsome tent, the military doctors formed a circle in front of the bed, and many candles were lit around, illuminating the tent brightly.

Jin Dayan squatted in front of the bed, while listening to Li Ji's pulse, opened his eyelids.

After Li Qinzai came in, the doctors consciously gave up a gap.

Approaching the bed, Li Qinzai couldn't help being taken aback when he saw Jin Dayan's appearance.

During the past few days of marching, she has always given him the impression that she is timid and introverted, like a lady who stays at home, has never seen the world, and is timid.

But at this moment, Jin Dayan's demeanor is completely different after he got on the pulse.

There was an authoritative and holy radiance on her face, every frown and frown were unquestionable, like a god who judged life and death, looking down on the creatures in the world indifferently.

Li Qinzai held his breath and stood quietly beside the bed.

After a long time, Jin Dayan withdrew his hand on Li Ji's pulse, and said calmly without looking back: "You don't believe me, why do you still invite me?"

No name was named, but Li Qinzai knew that the words were addressed to him.

Li Qinzai was silent for a moment, and said, "If I had a choice, I would definitely not invite you."

After a pause, Li Qinzai said again: "He... is very important to me, very very important, he is my grandfather."

Jin Dayan was taken aback, and the movements of her hands also stopped.

After a long while, Jin Dayan started to move again, and touched the back of Li Ji's head with his hand to check the injured part of the brain.

Li Qinzai said nervously and anxiously: "How? Can there be help?"

Jin Dayan said coldly: "It's a bit tricky. If the accident can be treated in time, the result will be much better. Now I can't say for sure."

"Please do your best to heal, Jin...a miracle doctor."

"Don't call me a miracle doctor, I'm just a mortal, and I can only cure immortal diseases." Jin Dayan's tone was as cold as ice.

Next, Jin Dayan asked the doctor to bring boiling water, candlesticks, and silver needles.

He then asked Li Qinzai to turn Li Ji's body on his side, with the back of his head facing outward.

A half-foot-long silver needle was roasted over a candle, then soaked in boiling water, and finally wiped clean with a clean towel.

Holding the silver needle in her hand, Jin Dayan stared at the back of Li Ji's head for a long time. After taking a few deep breaths, the silver needle slowly probed towards the injured part of the back of Li Ji's head.

Li Qinzai stood behind her, clenched his fists, and trembled slightly due to nervousness.

He didn't know acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine. He saw Jin Dayan piercing the back of Li Ji's head with more than a dozen needles, and he didn't know what acupuncture point it penetrated. The silver needle stayed in Li Ji's skull, and then flicked a few times with his fingers.

The silver needle trembled, and Li Qinzai and the doctors in the tent stared at the silver needle without blinking, not even daring to breathe, for fear of interfering with Jin Dayan's treatment.

Jin Dayan was not in a hurry, she didn't care that the silver needle was still in Li Ji's skull, instead she caught Li Ji's pulse with one hand, closed her eyes and frowned, quietly waiting for something.

After about a stick of incense, a doctor lost his voice and said, "The silver needle is bleeding out!"

Li Qinzai looked intently, but saw that the color of the dozen or so silver needles on the back of Li Ji's head had changed, turning black and red. Li Qinzai knew that it was the congestion in Li Ji's skull, which was discharged through the silver needles.

The blood stasis flowed out along the silver needle, until it reached the tip of the silver needle, condensed into a drop, and finally dripped down.

Li Qinzai was overjoyed, and looked at Jin Dayan with gratitude.

Jin Dayan's expression remained unchanged, and she didn't look at the blood on the silver needle. Instead, she got up and walked to the other side of the tent, wrote down the names and quantities of the medicinal materials on the table, wrote down two prescriptions in total, and handed them to someone. famous doctor.

"Go to boil the medicine, one part is taken internally, three bowls of water are boiled into one bowl, and the other part is boiled into a paste for external application."

The doctor is like holding a treasure, and hurried out of the handsome account.

Li Qinzai's expression was a little excited, and his voice trembled: "Have you been rescued?"

Jin Dayan said flatly: "I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

"I only did what I should do, what I can do, what I can do, whether I can live or not depends on his fate."

Li Qinzai frowned. He knew that Jin Dayan was telling the truth, but the truth was not pleasant.

It is a long process to drain the blood with the silver needle. Seeing the drops of blood dripping down the silver needle, Li Qinzai felt a little more at ease.

In any case, at least the treatment process was relatively smooth, and Li Ji was one step away from the gate of hell.

Everyone in the tent was waiting for the blood to drain, and the atmosphere was suffocatingly silent.

Jin Dayan was squatting in front of the bed, holding Li Ji's pulse with her slender hand, without turning her head, she said: "He is your grandfather and the coach of Tang Jun, right?"

"how do you know?"

"This camp is different from other camps. It should be the tent of an army commander. Who can live in the commander's tent if it is not the commander?"

Li Qinzai nodded: "That's right, he is Duke Yingying of the Tang Dynasty, chief officer of the Liaodong Road Army, Li Ji."

Jin Dayan's expression remained indifferent, her eyes fixed on the back of Li Ji's head.

"Your grandfather is lucky..." Jin Dayan said suddenly.

Li Qinzai's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "Why did you say that?"

"Although the injured part is vital, it avoids the fatal acupuncture points. It is not that troublesome to treat. If the blood congestion can be drained, it is very likely that you will survive."

Li Qinzai was overjoyed: "Really?"

Jin Dayan ignored him, just staring at the silver needle on the back of Li Ji's head.

Waiting for more than an hour seemed like a lifetime.

Li Qinzai found that the blood on the silver needle was almost no longer dripping down. Obviously, the blood in the brain was almost drained.

Jin Dayan still didn't make any movements, just closed her eyes and waited quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Qinzai's legs were almost numb. Finally, Jin Dayan opened his eyes abruptly, and said calmly, "Hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, Li Ji on the bed suddenly let out a muffled groan, and his eyelids trembled a few times.

(End of this chapter)