"Little junior brother, little junior brother...... Duan Shaojun was giving acupuncture to a patient, but he heard a hurried call from outside the door of the treatment room, he first quietly pierced the last silver needle into the patient's acupoint, then whispered two words to the patient's family, and stepped out of the treatment room.

"Senior Brother Jianwen, is there something wrong with you calling me?" When Duan Shaojun came out of the treatment room, he saw Senior Brother Jianwen looking around in the courtyard, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"Little junior brother, come with me, someone has come to see the doctor." Senior Brother Jianwen let out a sigh of relief after seeing Duan Shaojun, grabbed Duan Shaojun's hand and rushed towards the lobby in the front yard.

"Senior brother, don't be in such a hurry, aren't they all there, senior brother?" Duan Shaojun had no choice but to keep up with Senior Brother Jianwen's footsteps, and said helplessly.

"They can't see it, that patient is very sick, senior brother asked me to come over and ask you to come and have a look." Senior Brother Jianwen kept talking.

Duan Shaojun couldn't help but mention it in his heart, since it was the senior brother who couldn't handle it, it seemed that it was very likely to be a serious external injury, otherwise, with the mutual learning these days, whether it was the senior brother or the senior brother who was aware of the news, it was no longer a problem to deal with the general trauma.

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It had only been a few steps before Ximen Dongliang rushed into the backyard with a stranger, and couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Duan Shaojun. "Brother Xian, don't hurry up, if it drags on any longer, Uncle Zhao's life will be gone."

"Brother Zhao, why are you here?" Only then did Duan Shaojun notice that the people around Ximen Dongliang were not strangers, but one of the fox friends of Ximen Dongliang who had dealt with him when he had just come down the mountain. Zhao Hengmei, the son of Jinghai general Zhao Gang.

Now. Haggard complexion. Zhao Hengmei, whose eyes were blue, wept with a sad face and bowed to Duan Shaojun. "Brother Xian, my father's life has to be entrusted to you."

"Your father is hurt?" Duan Shaojun stretched out his hand to support Zhao Hengmei, and couldn't help but be surprised, this guy's father is a dignified General Jinghai, and he is considered a famous general in the Tang Dynasty, but he would be injured so badly, could it be. In this era, there are already Japanese pirates?

"Exactly, my father was ordered to arrest pirates a few days ago, and led more than a dozen warships to the West Sea, I didn't want to, I encountered pirates halfway, and I fought a big battle, although I won a big victory, but my father also suffered several wounds, and he was hit by an arrow in his arm, but he didn't want to. When he drew the arrow, it got stuck in it. ”

At first, my father didn't care. But after only two days of returning to the house, he began to look groggy and his arms were swollen and frightening......

It's not that you can't do anything about it, but the arrow is in your body, even after taking the medicine, after a few days, it will start to recur again, and it will become heavier and heavier. Seeing this situation, the entire Zhao family finally panicked.

In the end, Zhao Hengmei suddenly remembered the rumors that had been circulating in Yangzhou during this time from Lanting, as well as the letter written by Ximen Dongliang a few days ago, boasting that his father's foot disease for more than ten years had been cured by his future sister-in-law Duan Shaojun's kid.

Zhao Hengmei naturally thought of Duan Shaojun, so the Zhao family simply asked Zhao Hengmei to take his unconscious father to take a boat from Yangzhou all the way to Lanting.

Seeing the left arm of Zhao Gang, who was unconscious and powerful, with swollen sleeves that seemed to be about to burst at any time, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but gasp. "How can it be so serious in such a place?"

"Senior brother, can General Zhao be cured?" Seeing Duan Shaojun's shocked look, Senior Brother Jianyin couldn't help but sink in his heart, and leaned into Duan Shaojun's ear and whispered.

"It's hard to say...... Duan Shaojun shook his head, opened Zhao Gang's eyelids with a heavy face, took out a stethoscope and listened to the heart sound, and then began to take the pulse, whether it was Zhao Hengmei and the others, or the senior brother of Jianyin, they all quieted down, waiting for Duan Shaojun to look and hear.

Letting go of the hand holding the pulse, Duan Shaojun's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and after reaching out and stroking the swollen arm that was as thick as a thigh, Duan Shaojun took a deep breath and glanced at the people in the room. "General Zhao is afraid that he is suffering from sepsis......

Seeing that these people all had confused expressions, Duan Shaojun took a deep breath and explained. "This means that it is very likely that this is due to the subsequent infection caused by the arrow entering the body, but it has not been completely treated, causing severe sepsis."

"You mean to say that although General Zhao's superficial wound has disappeared, the inside has suppurated?" Senior Brother Jianyin quickly understood what Duan Shaojun meant, and pointed to the excessively thick left arm and asked Duan Shaojun.

"That's what it means, because General Zhao is in a state of mind, pale, short of breath, has a high fever, and has already developed a coma and drowsiness, which is enough to prove that his condition is very serious." After receiving Duan Shaojun's affirmative reply, Senior Brother Jianyin couldn't help but gasp.

Zhao Hengmei gritted his teeth, and Porphym fell directly to the ground at once. "Please also ask the virtuous brother to save my father, no matter what is needed, my Zhao family can go bankrupt......"

"Brother Zhao, please hurry up, this doesn't mean that you can bring your father back to life after spending money." Duan Shaojun helped half of the help, but he didn't help the goods up, so he could only sigh helplessly. "The younger brother will definitely do his best, but at most, there is a certainty that it will be cured."

"So low? Aren't you even cured of my father's old illness? Uncle Zhao has only been working hard for a month, how can he not be saved? The Ximen pillar next to him couldn't help but shout.

"This situation is not the same at all, although they are all residual foreign bodies in the body, but your father does not have the symptoms of Uncle Zhao, otherwise, how can he still be alive for more than ten years?" Duan Shaojun glared angrily at this uneducated and brainless Ximen brother.

"Ah...... Then you mean Uncle Zhao can't live? Ah...... Brother Xian, you still have to mourn by the way. After Ximen Dongliang was stunned, he suddenly sighed, patted the shoulder of Zhao Hengmei, who was looking at Duan Shaojun, and said with a serious face.

"Evil barrier, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!" An extremely angry voice came from the door, and as soon as everyone turned around in unison, they saw the senior official of Simon walking in with his hands in his hands, glaring at his son with sharp eyes and murderous eyes.

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"Look at it, don't get out yet! The evil obstacle will throw the old man again, and see that I don't break your legs. After walking in, Ximen Zhongxiong directly kicked over, but Ximen Dongliang was too strong, it was like the pillar that was shaken by a dragonfly, but Ximen Zhongxiong was angry, and he glared at him viciously.

Ximen Dongliang rushed out of the door in disgrace, and disappeared out of people's sight with a rolling belt, at this time, except for Zhao Gang, who was still lying unconscious on the hospital bed, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Without the existence of the-stirring stick of Ximen Dongliang, it seems that even the air in the ward has become much fresher. Even Zhao Hengmei couldn't help but feel very relieved, when Ximen Dongliang said those words just now, Zhao Hengmei really wanted to take the sole of his shoe and slap Ximen Dongliang's hairy beard face hard, whoever let this guy open his mouth is simply playing mockery.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao? ......" The Ximen official, who had just received the news and rushed over, called several times, but after failing to get the slightest response, he could only sigh lightly, turn his head, and pat Zhao Hengmei's shoulder to show comfort.

Then Chong Duan Shaojun asked solemnly. "Shaojun, how sure are you about my brother Zhao's illness?"

"It's only three or four percent, and if it drags on any longer, the lower the chance of a cure." Duan Shaojun also replied with a straight face. (To be continued......)