is in the name of a famous doctor, and he is also a miracle doctor recommended by Hong Chengchou, the prime minister of the dynasty. But he doesn't have the slightest appearance of a miracle doctor at all, whether it is from his appearance or his own temperament. Mao Jingwen looked up and down, left and right, but he couldn't find the obscene old man in front of him who looked like a miracle doctor.

Zhang Dake is indeed obscene, and the shelf is not small, and Adou's means of inviting him over seem to be a little inappropriate. This old man arrived in the imperial city, but he did not have the slightest respect. Especially when he saw Hong Chengchou, he rolled his eyes directly, his face full of impatience.

Hong Chengchou, the prime minister of the dynasty, did not dare to slack off, in addition to greeting him with a smile, he also gave him a big salute directly. In this way, it made everyone present look up to this big ke.

After all, Hong Chengchou's prestige is here, and even a person like him who is a polite corporal must have his merits. So far, Mao Jingwen's confidence that has just been lost has increased a lot.

"Hong Chengchou, your big gift, the old man can't afford it." Zhang Dake said that he couldn't afford it, but his expression was completely different.

"Brother Zhang, you are too outward. With your ability, it is not an exaggeration for me Hong Chengchou to make this great gift. Hong Chengchou was not angry at all.

Zhang Dake rolled his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Forget it, this time it should be regarded as repaying your previous favor, let's say it." Who needs to be healed? ”

Hong Chengchou was still smiling, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Dake to the Tai Hospital, pointed at Mao Wenlong and said, "It's him." ”

Zhang Dake just glanced at Mao Wenlong in a hurry, and immediately frowned.

Several people present saw Zhang Dake's expression, and their hearts became nervous. Hong Chengchou even asked directly: "Brother Zhang, do you see what illness the chief soldier is suffering from?" ”

Zhang Dake did not respond, he reached out and took out a set of silver needles in his arms. sat straight to Mao Wenlong's side, and saw Mao Wenlong's wounded arms in front of him. He gently moved Mao Wenlong's arm in front of him, and then looked at it carefully for a while.

After a long time, Zhang Dake quickly took out a silver needle and gently pierced it at the wound on Mao Wenlong's arm. When the silver needle is pulled out, the silver needle, which was originally silver-white, will have completely turned black.

Anyone with a bit of medical common sense understands that this is a symptom of poisoning. But the imperial doctors in the palace have verified it before, and there is no such problem, why did Zhang Dake find out that Mao Wenlong was poisoned as soon as he came?

With such a question, Hong Chengchou once again shamelessly asked: "Brother Zhang, why is this?" ”

Zhang Dake's eyes were still fixed on the silver needle, and he said without looking back: "The poison in the general army is a rare chronic poison. Fortunately, it was only now the time to start the attack, and it was not too late to help. ”

Hearing him say this, everyone in the house immediately felt relieved, as long as there is salvation, they will not care what kind of poison it is.

At this time, Zhang Dake had already begun to get busy, and I saw him take out all the silver needles in order, and prick them on Mao Wenlong's wound after each sterilization.

This is repeated until the wounds no longer turn black after the needle is placed. Half a day has passed, and Zhang Dake is busy with all his attention.

Seeing that he was already sweating profusely, but no one dared to go up and disturb him, Hong Chengchou hoped that he could rest for a while. But because he was worried that Mao Wenlong's condition would have an accident, he still held back.

Time passed quietly, and as evening approached, Zhang Dake finally completed the task of cleaning up the toxins. Looking at the bright red blood that was oozing out slightly on Mao Wenlong's arm, Zhang Dake showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Seeing that Zhang Dake was packing up the silver needle, Hong Chengchou immediately personally delivered fragrant tea, and asked carefully: "Brother Zhang, how is the situation of the general soldier now?" When will I wake up? ”

"You can wake up tomorrow at the latest, you all watch carefully at night, and once your chief soldier has any abnormal reaction, you must inform the old man." Zhang Dake got up after speaking.

Hong Chengchou hurriedly agreed, and personally sent Zhang Dake to the side of the room to rest.

Hong Chengchou, who had just walked into the house after returning from a busy day, heard Mao Jingwen muttering: "Is my father really poisoned?" Why did so many doctors see it before and didn't find it? ”

"Can't the emperor even trust the old ministers?" Hong Chengchou immediately interfaced.

Mao Jingwen immediately realized that he had lost his words, and he smirked awkwardly twice, and then stopped speaking. Hong Chengchou glanced at him, walked straight to Mao Wenlong's side, and looked at him who still hadn't come to his senses, and his heart began to become worried.

In the middle of the night, Mao Wenlong, who had been in a coma for more than a month, finally moved, and there were bursts of dream words in his mouth. The family members who guarded all night came to his side to listen, but they never heard clearly what Mao Wenlong was saying?

At this time, Hong Chengchou remembered Zhang Dake's previous explanation, and he hurriedly ran to pull Zhang Dake over. After Zhang Dake's diagnosis, it was understood that Mao Wenlong was thirsty and wanted to drink water.

A whole bowl of cold water was poured down, and Mao Wenlong really came to his senses. However, due to being in a coma for more than a month, his whole body is still weak at this moment.

Zhang Dake checked Mao Wenlong's body again and finally confirmed that his body was fine. It only takes a few days of quiet rest to fully recover.

Hearing this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. During the period of Mao Wenlong's coma, his family was frightened.

Mao Jingwen didn't dare to doubt Zhang Dake's medical skills anymore, and after praising him repeatedly, he said that he would reward him vigorously. But Zhang Dake didn't seem to appreciate it, rolled his eyes and left.

In this regard, Mao Jingwen was very aggrieved, since he became the emperor, except for Hong Chengchou, an old minister, no one dared to treat him like this.

"Sir, although this Dake has the ability, he has such a bull temper, and he deserves to be so depressed for the rest of his life." As soon as Mao Jingwen turned around, he complained to Hong Chengchou.

"A person with the ability will always have his own unique temper. What's more, Brother Zhang has been persecuted by the imperial court before. is already indifferent to fame and fortune, and does not ask about the world in the mountains and forests. That's why he disdains the emperor's reward, and asks the emperor not to take it to heart. He also said before that this shot was just a previous favor from the minister, and now the minister and him are both clear. ”

While Hong Chengchou spoke, there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. is obviously nostalgic for the love between him and Zhang Dake before.

"A true master has a slight temper, and I can understand that. But as a healer, it is a pity that he has no ability but does not know how to benefit the world. Mao Jingwen let out a sigh.

"Everyone has his own ambitions, let him go!" Hong Chengchou was also a little helpless in his words.

"Sir, isn't there a way to leave him in the palace to serve my Daming?" In the final analysis, Mao Jingwen just didn't want to let go of Zhang Dake.

"It's hard!" Hong Chengchou shook his head and let out a light sigh!