nashuaworldcup Chapter 305 Crispy, but hard to kill
Chapter 305 Crispy, but hard to kill
Chapter 305 Crispy skin, but hard to kill
This situation is obviously more dangerous than the last one. Of course, this danger refers not only to the injuries on Yinzhuo's body, but also to the environment he is in this time. Although the situation was urgent when Yinzhuo was injured last time, there was a field hospital there. Now, this place is more beautiful than the northern desert, but the only thing missing is a doctor. Well, who would bring a doctor with them when they go boating on a lake?
But no matter what, the most urgent task at this moment was obviously to take Yinzhuo back to Suzhou for treatment as soon as possible. Although Kangxi was somewhat unsettled because of Yinzhuo's injury, he had experienced countless storms and quickly came up with a plan.
"The situation is urgent. We will split into two groups. Yinreng and Yinzhen, you two should take your men and ride back to the palace at full speed to bring the imperial physicians to the dock. I will take Yinzuo by boat back. We will meet at the dock."
Kangxi and his entourage were not far from Suzhou. Yinreng and Yinzhen were anxious and whipped their horses hard. In less than half an hour, they arrived at the imperial palace. They didn't have time to explain to the imperial physician and others, and they rushed to the dock. Yinzuo, Yinzhi, and Yinqi were still bleeding profusely from their wounds. Kangxi naturally didn't dare to delay for a moment, and the imperial boat quickly arrived at the dock at full speed.
Although Imperial Physician Wang had guessed from the anxious expressions of Yinreng and Yinzhen that something must have happened during the boat trip, he still felt a wave of dizziness when he saw Yinzuo being carried out of the cabin with an arrow stuck in his chest. It is no exaggeration to say that at that moment, Imperial Physician Wang felt as if he could see his great-grandmother waving to him again.
As the saying goes, the capable are often burdened with more work. Having lived most of his life, Physician Wang had never wanted to slap his past self, the one who had worked so hard and diligently, more than now. Although being a physician was a high-risk profession, his position was far too dangerous. This time, His Majesty didn't immediately utter any harsh words, but his silence was even more terrifying. Physician Wang knew perfectly well that if anything happened to this man in his care, His Majesty would send him to see the Empress Dowager without hesitation.
The dock was already heavily guarded, and military tents had been set up on it. Imperial physicians were in place, and the wounded had arrived. Needless to say, the next step was to save lives. As for Yinzhuo, well, all his transmigrator aura was probably focused on his life points. Don't be fooled by his seemingly fragile appearance; he's actually quite difficult to kill. Wounded in such a vital spot as his chest, and with this delay, anyone else would probably be dead by now, but he's managed to hold on until now.
As mentioned before, Physician Wang was indeed quite skilled. When Yinzhuo was handed over to him, he was barely breathing. After the arrow was removed and the bleeding from the wound stopped, he was still barely breathing. At this point, Physician Wang's next words are easy to guess: do your best and leave the rest to fate.
In Kangxi's view, he was the Son of Heaven, and the Son of Heaven governed the people on behalf of Heaven. His orders were the mandate of Heaven. Therefore, the summary of his orders to the imperial physicians could be summarized in one sentence: "I only want my son to live."
Leaving aside how anxious the imperial physicians were, the fact that such a major event as an assassination attempt on the emperor had occurred meant that officials throughout Suzhou and even the Jiangnan region lived in constant fear and trepidation. Although Kangxi had stayed by Yinzhuo's side ever since his injury, it didn't mean he would ignore the matter. Weren't Yinti and Yinreng both there? Weren't they secretly competing with each other, believing themselves to be quite capable? Kangxi simply entrusted the investigation of the assassination attempt to his brothers. In short, he gave them the opportunity to prove themselves; whether they could seize it was entirely up to their abilities.
To be fair, Yinzhuo's brothers were quite capable. In just a few days, they had investigated the matter thoroughly. In a short time, a major reshuffle took place in the Jiangnan region, both in the martial arts world and in the imperial court, with countless people being killed. However, all of this obviously had nothing to do with Yinzhuo, who was lying unconscious in bed.
"Doctor Wang, didn't you say before that as long as the bleeding stopped, the wound was in good condition, and the fever subsided, the person would wake up soon? Now the bleeding has stopped, the fever has subsided, and the wound looks fine, so why hasn't the person woken up yet?"
The imperial physician Wang, whose name was mentioned, felt only one word in his heart—bitter. Yes, he was right about what he said, but Your Majesty, why are you taking my words so literally? What I said was that, generally speaking, as long as the bleeding stops, the fever stops, the wound doesn't fester, and the patient's recovery is good, there's a high probability that they'll wake up soon. And you've turned my question into a statement, haven't you? I'm an imperial physician, do you know what that means? It means I never make guarantees.
But as the saying goes, a higher rank can be incredibly powerful, especially since Emperor Kangxi was more than one rank above Physician Wang. Even if Physician Wang was incredibly cunning, he couldn't answer Emperor Kangxi's questions. Well, it was time to test Physician Wang's rhetoric once again.
"Your Majesty, this old minister took the Prince's pulse this morning, and it is indeed a sign that he is about to wake up. The reason he hasn't woken up yet is probably because he lost too much blood from the injury and his body is still repairing itself. However, Your Majesty need not worry too much. The Prince's condition is developing in a positive direction, and it is only a matter of time before he wakes up. Once his body has fully recovered, he will naturally wake up."
Although Emperor Kangxi was not entirely satisfied with the imperial physician's reply, he knew that the physician was right. Yinzhuo had indeed been delayed on the road for too long after his injury. Not only was his wound bleeding continuously, but he also seemed to be on the verge of losing his breath several times along the way. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Emperor Kangxi would have thought that his son had died.
Since even Imperial Physician Wang couldn't do anything about the unconscious Yinzhuo, Emperor Kangxi was naturally even more helpless. All that remained was to wait. Fortunately, Yinzhuo was quite promising and didn't keep his anxious father waiting too long. After being unconscious for about ten days, he woke up on a fine, sunny day.
"Yinzuo, Yinzuo, can you hear your father? Liang Jiugong, quickly go next door and bring Physician Wang over so he can examine your Sixth Master."
Wang, the imperial physician, and the other imperial physicians had been staying next to Yinzhuo for the past few days. Liang Jiugong went to fetch them, and they arrived very quickly. After an investigation, they could only confirm one thing – the man had indeed woken up. As for other issues, they would have to wait and see. As the saying goes, imperial physicians never make guarantees.