"Emperor, Zhang and Zhang Taiyi are here."

At the time when Mo Chuan is hard to make a decision, ye Tingxuan pulls the panting Zhang Taiyi and rushes in.

At the sight of Zhang Taiyi, Mo Chuan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he grasped Zhang Taiyi's hand like a lifesaver.

"Help Shaobai, help him!"

Zhang Taiyi still holds a volume of medical books in his hand. Before he can put it down, he is pulled by Ye Tingxuan.

When he saw the wound on Chu Shaobai's chest, he was also surprised.

"The emperor can rest assured that as long as king Jing'an still has one breath, the old minister will certainly be able to save him."

He opened the medical box, took out the knife, scissors, pliers, needle and wire. First, he cleaned Chu Shaobai's sword wound, and then applied Jinchuang ointment.

The ointment prepared by Zhang Taiyi was of course excellent. Soon after it was applied, the gurgling blood stopped. His hands kept putting a piece of fish gut thread through the needle hole and began to sew up Chu Shaobai's wound.

Although he was old, his hands were very stable, and his skills were very skillful. In a short time, he had stitched up the deep visible bone wound.

"Zhang Taiyi, king of Jing'an Will he survive? "

Ye Tingxuan has never seen such a fantastic treatment method. His eyes are protruding. He swallows his mouth water, and then he can speak.

Zhang Taiyi also did not lift the way: "take out the triangular medicine bottle with green spots in the medicine box."

Ye Tingxuan did not dare to neglect. He found a triangular medicine bottle in the medicine box and handed it to Zhang Taiyi.

"Bring me a bowl of water."

Ye Tingxuan poured another bowl of water.

Zhang Taiyi directly broke Chu Shaobai's mouth, poured all the red pills in the bottle into his mouth, and then filled him with a large bowl of water.

Chu Shaobai was unconscious, and most of the bowl of water spilled out.

"Another bowl."

Zhang Taiyi poured three bowls of water, and then let Chu Shaobai swallow all the pills in his mouth.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "now he is OK, but he has lost too much blood. The wound has just been sutured and can't move, so as not to break the wound."

Ye Tingxuan couldn't help asking, "Doctor Zhang, do you mean the king of Jing'an Is he all right? "

Zhang Taiyi rolled his eyes and didn't have a good airway: "how, does Ye's son-in-law despise my husband's medical skills?"

"Tingxuan dare not, dare not."

Although ye Tingxuan's temper is too high, he dare not offend him.

Just now I saw the sword wound on Chu Shaobai's chest, and saw that he had shed so much blood. Ye Tingxuan intuitively thought that there was no rescue.

But I didn't expect that Zhang Taiyi's medical skills were as magical as in the legend. He couldn't help but exclaim.

"Thank you for your hard work. You saved your life."

Mo Chuan took a deep look at Zhang Taiyi. His eyes were full of gratitude, but he didn't say anything.

"His highness King Jing'an is just a trauma. He only needs to stop bleeding and suture and then take good care of him. It's no skill. The old minister is ashamed of his incompetence, and his medical skills are shallow, so he can't save the empress..."

But Zhang Taiyi sighed with shame.

Just now, the king of Xuanxue has already sent you a piece of "Xi'an", which is called "the king of peace and tranquility"

"Really? Where is the Millennium ginseng soup

Zhang Taiyi's eyes widened in disbelief, his white eyebrows and beard leaped and fell.

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