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Chapter 638 It's Burning (Last Part)

This series of things are superimposed. In fact, Feng Zhenwu will have a fever. Feng Honglin is mentally prepared, otherwise he would not have kidnapped the imperial physician, especially the imperial physician who is good at treating wounds in the Wu Palace.

The only thing beyond Feng Honglin's expectations was that he did not expect Feng Zhenwu to get burned so quickly, and he did not expect Feng Zhenwu's body temperature to rise so quickly. Especially when he heard that Feng Zhenwu had been burned so much that he started to talk nonsense in this short period of time, he was even more shocked.

"Young Master, it's not that we want to go against the young master's wishes, but that we have tried our best to suppress the burn. We are afraid that something will happen..." Speaking of this, Youhe couldn't help but shiver. He didn't forget that his neighbor Aunt Fu's eldest grandson, who liked to follow him as a small tail, was burned out just like this. If King Wu had...

No, no, I can't think about it anymore. God blesses Prince Wu, Wu Yun is prosperous, I will definitely not...

After trying hard to calm down, Yuhe swallowed his saliva before continuing to say, "Young Master, you have never returned. We are afraid that something will happen, so Youhe discussed with Sister Shuhui and asked me to come out and hire a doctor... Later, I met you, Master."

"Well, I understand." Feng Honglin nodded and looked at the frown Doctor Zou, wanting to hear what he said.

"I haven't seen the wounded at this time, so I can't say anything. I've seen the specific situation and then talk about it after the diagnosis~" Facing Feng Honglin's expectant little look, Doctor Zou just shook his head and refused to say more, but his serious expression made people unable to help but sink in his heart. You must know that Doctor Zou's face is not very beautiful at this moment, and I'm afraid it's difficult to pass this level...

"Then, there will be a hard work on Doctor Zou later~" Feng Honglin said.

"It's easy to say~ I should do my best." Dr. Zou said.

Although he didn't know where Feng Honglin came from, it seemed that the children of famous nobles in this capital had never appeared, but if he could stand next to the dignified Princess Wu, Princess Wu even called intimately, and asked Guard Li to arrange for him to accompany him to protect this person... This person's identity is probably not simple.

Looking at this person, the wounded must be this very important person. As he went along the way, Feng Honglin also described the situation of the injured person. Now, with what this servant named Youjiang said, I am afraid, it is serious... it is more serious than he thought...

If there is a situation here, if someone cannot save him, according to the degree of importance that Mr. Feng attaches to the injured, this time he will be unable to get it. He is very popular and will take his anger on himself when he cannot say that he will complain to Princess Wu! According to Princess Wu's previous respect for Feng Honglin, if Mr. Feng wants to complain, he will definitely be accurate. With the power of Princess Wu's mansion, how can he resist his old arms and legs...

Therefore, at this time, Doctor Zou not only had to make a preliminary judgment on the injury of the injured person from the descriptions of Feng Honglin and Youhe, but also worried about his future. It would be strange that this face looks good!

Everyone had their own thoughts, and no one spoke anymore, and the whole car suddenly fell silent until he returned home...

"This, is this Prince Wu?!" After seeing the person lying on the bed clearly, Doctor Zou was shocked! As a military doctor who had been with Prince Wu and had been staying in the border for many years, how could Doctor Zou have never seen Feng Zhenwu? He was like a Lixian arrow and rushed to the front of the bed.

"What's going on?! How could the prince be so seriously injured?! Who is so bold that he dares to hurt the prince?!" Doctor Zou suddenly raised his head, his eyes like a knife. He looked like a half-old and thin old man, but it instantly made people feel that his anus tightened and he didn't dare to look at him.

"This imperial physician, let's talk about it again. Let's see what happened to Prince Wu. This burn, this burn has never been done..." You Jiang said anxiously while carefully changing the wet towel on Feng Zhenwu's forehead that had become warm.

Really, do you know the priority? Didn’t you see that Prince Wu is already in a state of fever? Why didn’t you hurry up and take your pulse and prescribe medicine? Why did you ask questions?

"Yes, yes..." Doctor Zou slapped his forehead. Now is not the time to pursue this, so he hurriedly helped Feng Zhenwu to examine and diagnose it.

And this check result has good news and bad news.

The good news is that Feng Zhenwu is lucky. Although I don’t know who helped him deal with the wound, the wound is indeed very well-banded. Some of the techniques are even the old doctor who is good at treating Jin Chuang, who has been to the battlefield and has seen countless wounded people. Doctor Zou even has a feeling that even if the injury is handled by himself, he may not be better than now. If the situation is not right, Doctor Zou might have to ask the person who helped Feng Zhenwu’s wounds for a while.

The bad news is that the large amount of blood loss made Feng Zhenwu's body extremely weak, and coupled with the current high fever... If he could endure it, it would be okay, but he was afraid...

Alas, on the battlefield, in this war, there were no fewer soldiers who died after the war than those who died under the sword on the battlefield. The reason was that lack of medical treatment and medicine was one aspect, and on the other hand, it was the "toxicity" of swords and weapons. The injury was so severe that if Prince Wu could not suppress the high fever, the consequences...

The cold sweat fell down Doctor Zou's forehead. Compared to the group of people who have been staying in the Imperial Hospital, he understood the significance of Prince Wu's existence better. If Prince Wu's side, it would be difficult to calm down for a few years. I am afraid that the border will be in peace again...

"Get paper and pen!" Doctor Zou ordered without mentioning his head.

"Yes, paper and pen are coming~" Shuhui was moving very quickly. In fact, when she saw Doctor Zhou, she had already made paper and pen with a wink. She was afraid that this was too basic to prescribe a prescription for a while, but found that there was no paper and pen to delay the problem!

After picking up the brush and dipped it in a little ink, Doctor Zou began to write straight on the paper. In just a moment, Doctor Zou had already drafted the order. He recited it silently, thought it slightly, adjusted the dosage slightly, put down the pen in his hand, and handed the prescription to Feng Honglin.
Chapter completed!
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