After resting in the deserted village for a night, Tian An and his companions set out for the capital.
But this time they were carrying so many wounded people that they couldn't travel as fast as they did when they came here.
Fortunately, with Tian An around, Tian Mingwu received the best care and his health was much better than before. Although he was still thin, his complexion was much rosier.
On the way back, the killers continued to come one after another, which was very annoying.
Listening to the ping-pong sounds outside the carriage, Tian An felt a headache. "Who did my father offend? They are so determined to kill him."
Zhao Yiming looked at the book in his hand without even looking up and said, "Although these people came for my father-in-law, it doesn't necessarily mean he offended them."
Tian An frowned, "What do you mean?"
"The various factions in the capital are complex and intertwined, with far-reaching ties. The Tian family is the only family in the capital without any roots, unconnected to any of the city's aristocratic families. The only person my father-in-law is loyal to is His Majesty.
It can be said that there is no one in the entire court who is as capable, simple and loyal as my father-in-law. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the right-hand man of the emperor.
Tian An fell into deep thought at Zhao Yiming's words, and analyzed: "So, the purpose of the person behind the scenes is not just my father, but the emperor behind him."
Tian An immediately gasped, "Who is so bold? Isn't this blatantly opposing the emperor? He wants to usurp the throne."
The corners of Zhao Yiming's mouth twitched. Only this girl would dare to say the word "usurp the throne" so bluntly.
Seeing Zhao Yiming silent, Tian An glanced at the direction of the carriage door, suddenly stepped forward and pulled him, whispering in his ear: "Do you know who is behind this?"
It's a certainty, not a question.
Sure enough, Zhao Yiming glanced at her, smiled slightly, and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the Eighth Prince."
Tian An frowned and sat back, quickly searching his mind for information about this Eighth King.
"Eighth Prince, isn't this the current Queen Mother's biological son?"
When she mentioned the empress dowager, she thought of Jiang Wanmeng from the Yongsheng Earl's Mansion who had attended Gu Jinyan's coming-of-age ceremony.
He seems humble and reasonable, but in fact he is just doing bad things behind people's backs. He relies on the fact that his aunt is the queen mother and he looks down on others. He is obviously arrogant and looks down on others, but he has to act approachable.
Tian An didn't like her the first time he saw her because she looked too fake.
For this reason alone, Tian An looked down upon the legendary Eighth King even more. It is said that people from the same family are alike. How could an uncle be good with a niece like this?
Not only the Eighth Prince, but the Queen Mother is probably not in good condition either.
Tian An spoke frankly and expressed his thoughts. After listening, Zhao Yiming said, "Empress Dowager Jiang used to be very nice. But I haven't seen her for many years. I wonder if she has changed."
Tian An curled his lips, "Eight princes are thinking of usurping the throne, how can she be any better.
Don't say she didn't know. A mother knows her son better than anyone else. Even if she wasn't involved, she couldn't be completely unaware."
Besides, did she really not participate? Tian An said no.
No matter how well the emperor treated her, he was not his biological son. How could a son be as good as a biological child? Perhaps it was the ambitions of both mother and son that caused all these troubles.
Seeing Tian An becoming more and more absorbed in her thoughts, Zhao Yiming couldn't help but interrupt her, "If you have the energy to worry about these things, you might as well think about your father-in-law's treatment plan while you're on the road."
When talking about Tian Mingwu's injury, Tian An couldn't help showing some worry.
“My father was injured in the same place this time as before.
The last time he was injured, the blood clot in his brain had not been cleared, which caused the nerves to be compressed and led to amnesia.
This time I got injured again in the same place, and I’m afraid that even if I recover, it will cause other sequelae...”
"What will be the sequelae?" Zhao Yiming asked.
Tian An sighed and said, "The human brain is extremely complex, and the aftereffects are difficult to explain. Losing memory, going blind, or becoming deaf again are all possible."
Seeing her frown, Zhao Yiming took her hand and comforted her, "You also said it's just a possibility, maybe there won't be any sequelae."
Zhao Yiming said this as he hugged Tian An in his arms, while at the same time he had already made another plan in his mind.
If Tian Mingwu really became blind and deaf due to the sequelae, then his career as a general would be over.
By then, he would have to find a way to keep the Tian family going. If necessary, he might have to restore his status in advance.
......
After the team had walked for two days, the people sent by the prince to pick them up met up with them.
With the help of the prince's men, the assassins stopped. It took another five days to finally return to the capital safely.
It was already afternoon when they arrived in the capital, and the sky was still snowing. In addition to the general's family, half of the imperial hospital's doctors were also present. As long as the imperial doctors were skilled in this field, they should have come.
In order to facilitate subsequent treatment, Tian An directly had Tian Mingwu carried to the operating room to avoid moving him back and forth, which would affect the wound.
In the operating room, Tian An asked a group of doctors to put on special white coats before they were allowed to enter.
Regardless of the time of day, as soon as Tian Mingwu was settled, the imperial doctors began to take his pulse one by one, and then endless discussions began.
Tian An didn't say anything either. He found a corner and sat down, listening to their discussion and looking at the imperial doctors.
Soon, two hours passed, and they still insisted on their own opinions and no one could convince the other.
Tian An had been sitting in the carriage for so many days and was already tired. After listening to them talk for so long, his eyelids could hardly stay open.
Seeing that they were endless, Tian An could only ask: "Excuse me, my father's injury, are you sure?"
Suddenly, the room fell silent. The doctors who had been arguing fiercely just now immediately looked down at their toes, and no one took the initiative to speak.
When they didn't speak, Tian An called out their names directly, "Doctor Wang, I heard that you are a master of surgery. What are your thoughts?"
"General Tian's injury, I am really not sure how to treat it!" The imperial physician surnamed Wang was called and could only bite the bullet and say.
"What about Doctor Li? You've been practicing medicine for thirty years. You can definitely say something about my father's injury!"
Doctor Li looked ashamed. "Well, I do have a way to clear the blood clot in General Tian's head, but I'm not completely sure I can make him wake up safely!"
Tian An called a few more people, and the results were all very different. Each one spoke with great confidence, but in the end, they all said something half-hearted and half-hearted, trying to shift the blame.
More than a dozen people talked for a long time, but all they said was nonsense, not a single word was useful.
She was so angry that she threw a tantrum and kicked everyone out of the operating room.
There were a few imperial doctors in the crowd who Tian An had not appointed. They opened their mouths to say something, but finally sighed and followed the crowd out.
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