Chapter 589 The Ninth Young Master is in danger (1)

Author: Mo Xifan

"Those are bandits, can she really surrender?"

When she returned to Mushan, Souhe was still uneasy and couldn't help but mutter to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan looked at the chessboard and sighed: "You are afraid that those bandits will only seek her food and money for the time being, and you are afraid that they will repent and cheat her in the last battle."

Souhe shook her sleeves, "It's not impossible. At that time, she will suffer a small loss. If those people don't pay attention to it, they might have to take their lives and be with the wolf. This is."

The more the old man thinks, the more he feels it is inappropriate.

"Indeed, those people seem to be loyal, but once they get mad, they don't tell any rules. After all, they are bandits, but don't worry too much, my old friend, our snow girl is not a good guy,

If you talk about bandits, you're a little more tough than them. The old guy should be able to tell that she is not as delicate as she looks on the face. If she becomes cruel, those bandits will not be considered in front of her.

What, don't worry, she will never let herself suffer a loss. She knows the things you are worried about. That girl has already made arrangements. When she comes back, she reads military books and is thinking about them all the time, waiting to read them.

Bar."

Fang Yuan was quite relieved about what the sou and the others were worried about. He had seen Chuxue's methods with his own eyes that those bandits were not her opponent.

Souhe felt relieved when he listened, but said, "She is a little smart and clever, but two fists are hard to beat four hands. There are so many people, if something really happens, she can really deal with it.

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"I'm safe, I'm not worried at all. I'm worried about Shi Jiu's child..." Fang Yuan raised his hand and pointed to the chessboard, meaning that it's time for him to make a move.

Speaking of Mei Shijiu, Souhe sighed and fell silent, "Old guy, can you tell him a divination?"

Souhe doesn’t speak easily, this is really worried, and there is no other way to rely on the so-called fate.

Fang Yuan shook his head slowly, "When he went to the northwest with Xue Yatou, he had a divination for him, hey..."

With this heavy sigh, Souhe instantly felt that the chess piece in his hand weighed a thousand pounds, but he finally didn't hold it firmly and fell on the chessboard.

In the Dayuan military camp, Mei Shijiu's head flew again. Seeing that the war was about to come, it was very abnormal.

"Don't you really tell the Lord?"

Looking at Mei Shijiu lying in the coma in front of the car, she asked Aqing and Lu Wenyu nervously.

The battle is imminent, and the Ninth Young Master fainted at this time.

"The young master has already explained that if he suddenly fainted, he would never tell the emperor and the others. He said he had told Mr. Lu..." Ah Qing was also afraid, but he dared not forget the master's explanation. He knew that since the master was like this, he did.

There must be his reason for the explanation, especially at this time.

Lu Wenyu used the needle seriously. Aqing was right. The Ninth Prince planned ahead and had already explained something to him. If he was sleepy, he would ask him to do his job according to the instructions. But this is the battlefield, and the situation of the war changes rapidly.

The Ninth Young Master must wake up as soon as possible.

"Mr. Lu, how is my son in the future? When will he wake up?"

It was painful before, and it was so painful that it could not bear it, so it was possible to faint. This time, I watched the young master faint without much attack. Ah Qing was extremely nervous.

He knew that his son's condition was getting worse and worse, and it might be that he could not be cured.

Pulling out the last needle, Lu Wenyu took the time to reply to Aqing, "I will find a way to wake up the ninth young master as soon as possible. In front of the car, go and call your grandfather, and then go and see if the medicine is boiled, Ah

Qing, go and ask about the movements of various troops. Doro reinforcements have already fought with us. How far is the main force of Poro to reach Cangchuan."

Aqing glanced at Mei Shijiu and knew that the young master was telling Mr. Lu that he was asking Mr. Lu to do something. He nodded and bowed to Lv Wenyu, "My young master, please Mr. Lu, Aqing will go now."

Xie Bingzhong hurriedly ran into the tent, looked at Mei Shijiu and went forward to take his pulse without saying a word, frowned and looked quite ugly.

"Wen Yu, how long has the Ninth Young Master been in a coma?"

"It's been half an hour!"

"Why didn't you call me here earlier? Haven't you told the priest and the others yet? If the Ninth Master had a good time, how could we explain to the priest and the old tutor and the others?" Xie Bingzhong thought about it and fell to the ground more, mainly for himself.

grandson considers.

"The Ninth Master told the emperor not to tell the emperor and the others, saying that it would affect the war and not let them be distracted. Wen Yu had already applied an injection just now. In theory, the Ninth Master should be about to wake up, but there was a little movement at this moment.

None, grandfather, please see if there is any other way. This is the critical time for the two armies to fight. This battle is a battle of life and death for Dayuan. The Ninth Prince had said long ago, if so

If he has something to do, he must try his best to keep him awake."

Xie Bingzhong looked helpless, knowing that his grandson had been entrusted by the Ninth Prince to do this, otherwise he would not have given needles to the Ninth Prince under the condition of waiting. Then he looked at the person on the bed. The old man sighed, "This is really a waste of life."

Ah, this forced awakening will only aggravate the headache. He doesn't know, don't you? Nothing!" As he said nonsense, more helpless.

He knew that his grandson must have explained all the possibilities to the Ninth Prince.

"Grandfather, think of a solution." Lu Wenyu didn't explain much because he understood what the Ninth Prince was thinking.

"You have used acupuncture to stimulate it. If he is not awake, what can I do? Your medical skills are no longer under me. Wait. Now, I can only wait. Recently, I have been thinking about it.

, In this case, there may be another way to try it out.”

Since I could only wait, the old man simply found a place to sit down.

Lu Wenyu moved his body and looked at the old man and asked anxiously, "Grandfather, you should tell me what kind of method you should do." It's time, no matter what method you want to try.

Xie Bingzhong looked up at his grandson, and thought for a moment and sighed: "This method can be said to be a moment of life and death, so I have never said it. If I have a little confidence, I have already said it. We all know that the Ninth Young Master is so ill.

The lesion is inside the head, and the blood stasis is blocked in the brain and cannot be dissipated after collision. This is why we are trying every means to remove blood stasis and disperse blood. At present, it is useless.

There is only one way left to try. Isn’t there a saying that we can use poison to fight poison? I thought, let the Ninth Master be injured again..."

Lu Wenyu's eyes were circling when he heard this, and he quickly understood what the old man meant.

"My grandfather's meaning is to find the location of the Nine Young Master Head's disease culprit, and hit it violently again, causing a secondary mulberry. Perhaps the blockage can be opened up and the blood stasis will be dispersed. As long as the stasis is dispersed, we will use the two of us.

Human medical skills can definitely cure diseases... But this collision is likely to be fatal, so my grandfather said that life and death are a moment."

Xie Bingzhong nodded slowly, "It's just that, it's too risky. It can be said that there is no guarantee. It's just a possibility of slim hope, so I haven't said it for a long time." This method basically means not saying it.

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If you hit that head, the Ninth Young Master might have died.

Lu Wenyu was also silent. This was indeed no way to do it. It was a gambling life. On the bed, Mei Shijiu's eyes were closed, but his eyes turned slightly.
Chapter completed!