After attacking the tyrant, I held the wrong thigh

Chapter 88 Handling
Jing Yu raised his head and waved to her: "Come here."

Jing Xu rattled up.

"Father, it's too hot, please don't be angry." Jing Xu looked at Jing Yu with a small face.

Jing Yu hugged him on his lap: "Is it better?"

Jing Xu nodded humbly: "It's all over now, Father is worried."

Only then did Jing Yu look at the minister kneeling on the ground: "For the sake of the princess, go down."

If the minister was granted an amnesty, he would not dare to wipe the sweat off his face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Highness, Princess."

Then quietly stooped and retreated.

Jing Xu shook Jing Yu's arm: "Father, can I go and see Jiang Xingye?"

Jing Yu's eyes did not move away from the memorial: "Doctor Cui has already been there, and you don't need to make another trip."

"Father, just let me go." Jing Xu looked at him pleadingly.

Jing Mo spoke in a timely manner: "Uncle Huang, I can accompany the princess all the time."

Jing Yu raised his head to look at Jing Mo in the audience, and then nodded: "Go early and come back early."

Jing Xu's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Father! Thank you, Father!"

Then he ran down the steps, and as soon as he went down, he was hugged by Jing Mo and walked out of the hall.

Jing Xu followed Jing Mo all the way out of the palace. Naturally, he was riding in the most luxurious and comfortable carriage of the royal family. Sitting in it, he didn't feel the bumps at all, and the horse ran very fast.

It didn't take long to run to the general's mansion.

When the gatekeeper saw the royal carriage, he quickly knelt and stepped forward to greet it. ,

It was the princess and Jing Mo who got out of the car.

Hastily shouted: "Caomin has seen the princess, seen Beizi."

"Get up, and lead the way to see General Jiang." Jing Mo got out of the car first, stood in front of the car, and hugged Jing Xu naturally.

Jiang Xingye's condition is indeed not good, the high fever has not subsided, it is a recurrence of an old injury, and this time he hurried back and suffered from the wind and cold again.

It was only the addition of two and two that the always strong Jiang Xing was also knocked down.

She looked at the slightly exposed black blood, which was brown and yellow, it was the thick water from the scabbed wound.

Jing Xu frowned slightly, and she thought of a prescription that her master taught her with a very strong dosage.

It is also an area that Cui Taiyi has not dabbled in.

It's no wonder that Mrs. Cui can't heal well, Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, if her master didn't lead the way, she would have avoided the path of others for decades, perhaps her medical skills at that age would be half of that of Dr. Cui's.

Jing Xu thought of those herbs, which should be available in the street market.

It's just that the most important step is to scrape the scabs and remove the thickening, which she can't do.

She turned to look at Jing Mo: "Brother, I can save him, but I need your help."

Jing Mo nodded: "Well, tell me."

After Jing Xu told Jing Mo his thoughts, Jing Mo raised his brows slightly: "Doctor Cui taught you these?"

"Then why doesn't he use it himself?"

"These are what I saw when I was looking through medical books. Doctor Cui doesn't use them, probably because he's afraid it's too dangerous."

"Brother, now is not the time to discuss this. If Jiang Xing is allowed to burn, his liver will not be able to take it, his body will not be able to take it, and he may even lose his life." Even if he is alive, he will be burned into a fool. Jing Xu Did not say it directly.

She was afraid of scaring Jing Mo, and she was also afraid that when he moved the knife later, he would not be able to do so.

"Housekeeper, prepare hot water. I'll write a prescription later. You guys hurry to buy medicine." Jing Xu stepped on his feet, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote the prescription again.

The princess followed Cui Tai to do medicine, and the fact of her extraordinary talent has long been passed down into a picture book among the people.

Now Jing Xu's reputation is in full swing, from an unlucky girl to being a favorite now, that's what people in the teahouse talk about every day.

"Caomin will do it now." The housekeeper didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly sent someone to fetch the medicine.

Jing Xu was not idle either, looking at Jing Mo: "Brother, take off his shirt and tear off all these cloths."

Jing Mo nodded, and took off his shirt, the cotton cloth was also torn off, his not so broad chest was covered with large and small scars, old and new, and the festering place is the deepest wound , is also left over from the last battle.

Jing Mo frowned slightly, and Jing Xu sighed inwardly.

How long can such a body last?It's no wonder that in the book, he died before the country was destroyed. I'm afraid his body had already collapsed in the last expedition.

The boy is stubborn and wants to be strong, so how can he speak to others.

If it hadn't been for the accidental long-distance travel that caused him to open his wound, catch the wind and cold, and completely fall into a coma with a high fever, no one would have known about his injuries.

"Brother, these scabs and pus must be cleaned off, and the knives must be boiled in boiling water, and then smeared with Mabosan, or he will go into shock from the pain." Jing Xu looked at the hot water brought by the servants, and the small stove.

She cooked the knife with her own hands, let Jing Mo wash her hands, and washed them again with strong alcohol before letting him hold the knife.

Jing Mo's scalp was a little numb, but Jiang Xing was also his friend, so he could only bite the bullet.

Gently clean up the blood scab and pus.

"Brother, throw it in hot water, then boil the knife and continue." The concept of disinfection in medical conditions is also present. Compared with alcohol iodine and a sterile environment, boiling hot water is indeed less efficient.

This was repeated seven or eight times before the pus and blood scabs were removed.

Jing Xu didn't stop, and sucked away the dirty blood.

At this time, the medicine caught by the servant also came back.

Jing Xu picked out a part and told the servants: "Keep rolling until the water comes out, find a boiled bowl and pass it over."

"This part of the decoction is taken internally, three times a day, once in the morning, noon and evening, one bowl each time."

Everyone got busy, Jiang Xing was the only one in the General's Mansion now, if he fell down, they would have nowhere to go.

What's more, Jiang Xing also treats them like family members on weekdays, and their hearts are full of flesh. Who can really not be moved.

Some maids even couldn't help crying when they were doing things.

The crushed herb was carefully applied by Jing Xu, like the stimulation of the medicinal juice, the brows of the sleeping person kept frowning.

Jing Xu re-bandaged him.

Then he ordered: "Wet a towel with ice water, put it under his forehead continuously, wipe his underarms, and find two people to rub his palms and feet, and finally there is this acupuncture point."

"Knead constantly here." Jing Xu pointed to the acupuncture points near the forearm, which are the acupuncture points for massaging to reduce fever.

Everyone got busy.

After another half an hour, the medicine was ready, and Jing Xu asked the housekeeper to feed him the medicine.

But Jiang Xing also has a high fever and convulsions, and he can't drink at all.

Just when everyone was about to force pour, another person entered the room.

"No wonder there's no one in the yard, they're all here." Su Li brought Su Cheng into the house together.

Look at Jing Xu and Jing Mo.

Hastily saluted: "I pay my respects to Your Highness the Princess, and to your Highness Beizi."

"General Su please hurry up." Jing Mo said hastily.

"This is?" Su Li looked at the mess in the room and asked in confusion.


(End of this chapter)