278 A Trip to the Gates of Hell
Sun Sicheng opened the door and went out.
There were many people standing outside the door, including Guan Ping, "Sicheng, how is Mr. Zhang?"
Sun Sicheng sighed, "The arrow in the shoulder was not serious, but the arrow in the abdomen was not very good. It injured the spleen and stomach and pierced the small intestine. The operation was just completed. The specific situation will depend on tonight. In the evening, I want to carry him to the small courtyard where I live so that Ping An and I can take care of him at night."
Guan Ping frowned, "I didn't expect that Lord Zhang was the most seriously injured. Sicheng, I'll trouble you and Ping An to take care of Lord Zhang. You should concentrate on taking care of him these days. No one will call you unless there is a special situation. Just take any medicine you need. I heard that you used your own ginseng slices. I'll make up for it for you later."
Sun Sicheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Director Guan. It doesn't matter whether he gets supplements or not. We need to find a doctor to look after him. We still had breakfast in the morning. Ping An's stomach is growling with hunger."
Mr. Wu at the side said hurriedly, "Isn't it? It's already the afternoon, go back and eat, or I'll ask the canteen cook to make it."
"No, the Chinese food is ready. You can just go back and eat. We'll be here soon."
Guan Ping walked into the room and looked at Zhang Jinping. This young man from Beijing was lying there quietly, his face pale, as if he would die at any time. This made his heart beat faster and he felt a little panicked.
If something happens to Zhang Jinping here, the consequences are hard to predict. In any case, it is the responsibility of Border Town, and it is not okay to shirk responsibility by saying that we are unable to prevent it.
"I have already informed the general. He should be here in the next two days. This is the third time that someone has been attacked by a hidden arrow. I didn't expect that the other party would change this method to harm people. We must think of a way immediately, otherwise if we let it go on, people will panic."
Wu Jin sighed, "This little Master Zhang is Master Zhang's eldest son. If something happens to him here, oh, I'd better go find some tonic for the eldest master. I have to save him anyway."
Guan Ping smiled bitterly, "The eldest master has a grudge against me. Earlier, I saw blood all over Lord Wang's neck and thought he was shot in the throat. Now that I think about it, if he was really shot in the throat, he would have died long ago. I never thought that Lord Zhang was the one who was most seriously injured."
"It's not your fault. There are people watching here. Let's go back and eat a few more. We haven't had lunch yet."
Guan Ping then remembered that he had not eaten his lunch yet, and he had just picked up the bowl when he heard this.
Fortunately, no one has lost their life so far.
Ping An was thinking while eating, whether he should set up a formation in his own courtyard. A trapping formation would be the most suitable one, but the formation he set up could only last for three days at most and had to be set up again. It was not a permanent solution.
"What are you thinking about? You don't even have the appetite to eat?"
"Master, I'm wondering if we should set up a trap for our courtyard. In this situation, we can't guarantee that no one will sneak in."
Sun Sicheng shook his head: "No, those are all outside. This is the military medical department, there is a guard every ten steps, and besides, people often come to our courtyard, it's not good."
He still didn't want Ping An's abilities to be known to everyone, so it was better to keep a low profile.
Ping An took the last bite and said, "Master, you must not let Uncle Ming and the others leave your side from now on. At least you must have at least two people by your side."
"Got it. Let's go to the emergency room. Jinping's face looks terrible. I'm still worried. His health is not as good as ours."
Ping'an stood up and said, it was true. It was said that only his stomach was slightly injured and his small intestine was ruptured. However, people with poor resistance are still prone to accidents, not to mention that so much blood had been lost.
For the first time in his life, he really felt tired. His steps were so heavy that he could hardly drag them forward.
Suddenly he felt dizzy and fell forward.
"Safe." Sun Sicheng was shocked, and Wanli beside him hugged him.
"Master, Master Ping An has a fever. We didn't notice it just now."
Sun Sicheng touched his forehead and found it was burning hot.
"Hurry up and carry him to the bed. I'll get the medicine."
After a busy time, Ping An lay quietly on the kang, his breathing having calmed down.
"Wanli, I already regret it. I shouldn't have forced the child to come along. We've been so busy these past few days that even adults can't stand it any more."
What can Wanli say?
This is what a military camp is like during a war. How can there be comfort? Ordinarily, Master Ping An should have gone to the academy as his teacher had said. Practicing medicine is still a bit hard.
"Qingshi, you and Wu Jun should take good care of Ping An this afternoon. He will have to take medicine again in two hours. Erqiang, you and Lin Feng will not go out this afternoon. Clear a room and clean it up. I will bring people over in the evening."
"Understood, young master."
When Sun Sicheng arrived at the emergency room, Zhang Jinping already had a low fever, but was generally fine.
Sun Hongyu came over and said, "Sicheng, this little Zhang should be safe. Is he safe?"
Sun Sicheng sighed, "I fainted as soon as I stood up after dinner. I think I had a fever this morning. And now I'm rushing to have a major operation. Uncle, I'm wondering if I should let Ping An go back first? It's too busy here, and he's still a child."
"Sicheng, you don't have to come, but it's not easy to leave once you come. Ping An is really on the doctor's list, and he is a good doctor. How can the general be willing to let him go? It's not easy for him to leave, so try to let him take it easy in the future."
Sun Hongyu also understood that as long as Ping An was here and the war remained so fierce, he would have a hard time resting.
This kid is really good at healing. Many seriously injured people would not be able to survive without him.
Zhang Jinping woke up in pain an hour later.
"Jinping, are you feeling better?"
Zhang Jinping looked at Sicheng and said, "It hurts."
Still hungry.
"Bear with me for a moment. I'll give you a few injections. It should last for two hours, but it will still be a little painful."
"Sicheng, I'm hungry."
Sun Sicheng barely heard what Zhang Jinping said and smiled, "No, you can't even drink water now. When you have breathing problems, ask someone for water. I'll have someone cook some porridge for you for dinner. Jinping, it's not convenient to live here. I'll carry you to my small courtyard in the evening so it's easier to take care of you."
His small courtyard is always staffed with people. Even Yuan Qing knows some medical knowledge. The only ones who don't understand anything are probably Wang Quan and Xiao Ming.
"Okay, how about Ping An?"
"Don't talk anymore. It's hard for me to listen. Ping An has a fever. I helped you with the surgery this afternoon, and then I fainted when I got home. Now I'm lying down. I won't say any more. Close your eyes and take a rest. I'm here."
Zhang Jinping said no more. It was almost noon and they were happy that they would soon reach their destination. But suddenly there was a rain of arrows and those on horseback were the first to be hit.
At that moment he thought he was going to die in this wilderness. Before he fell into a coma, what he was most worried about was his father, wife and children.
Unexpectedly, Sicheng and Ping'an saved him. If Sicheng and the others were not here, the military doctors here might not be able to save his life, after all, he was hit by an arrow in the abdomen.
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