The more he talked, the more Grandpa Tai nodded. Grandpa Tai had just been thinking about these things. It was simple to say "take refuge in the mountains," but there were actually so many things to take care of!
Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang.
It's great that someone is taking the trouble to help him!
That night, the two old men spent most of their time discussing the details. The villagers listened at first, but then fell asleep leaning against the cliff or watching the fire.
The night wind howls, unrestrained, flying freely between heaven and earth, omnipresent and omnipotent.
At this moment he was still traveling through the mountains and forests of Tai'an, and the next moment he had arrived at the royal court on the vast grassland.
Because the Khan was ill, the entire royal court remained the same as before, but even the cattle and sheep drinking water could feel the tension in the air and everyone's caution.
The grassland guards, holding torches and with sabers hanging from their waists, walked past in groups, surrounding the entire palace tightly.
As to whether they were protecting the Khan or placing him under house arrest under the guise of guarding him, no one knew for sure.
The third prince, Chen Zhao and the doctor groped their way in the darkness, with the third prince's guards leading the way. When the patrol team was handing over, a guard threw a stone and hit a nearby tent.
The patrolmen immediately rushed over and shouted in agreement.
“Who is it?”
"The eldest prince has ordered that anyone who sneaks into the palace will be killed!"
"This place is under the jurisdiction of the Second Prince. Come out and die."
Unfortunately, dozens of people wasted their energy and searched for a long time. The tent was turned upside down, but no one was found.
Everyone could only admit that it was a false alarm. Perhaps the tent had been pitched for too long, and one of the purlins supporting the roof had snapped, causing the loud noise...
No one knew that several people had already successfully sneaked into the palace just now.
The guards in the palace were all tribal warriors loyal to the Khan. When they saw the third prince and others, they were about to draw their swords, but after seeing them clearly, they stopped being vigilant.
During the time that the Khan was ill, the eldest prince and the second prince said they wanted to find a doctor, but they did not send anyone in and even sealed off the palace.
Only the Third Prince was constantly on the go, having countless arguments with the First and Second Princes. Without them, the palace's food and drink would have been a problem. Even a fool could tell who was loyal and who harbored evil intentions.
Therefore, after the Khan fell into a coma, everyone tacitly followed the arrangements of the third prince.
The leader of the guards stepped forward and saluted, whispering, "Your Highness, you are back! The Living Buddha said he would uphold justice..."
The third prince waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we've already found the best doctor to treat Father Khan. He will definitely get better!"
The leader of the guards looked at Doctor Chen Zhaohe, recognized that they were from the Wei Dynasty, and looked a little hesitant.
Although the two countries have signed a truce agreement, the past few years have been peaceful, and Wei merchant caravans have frequently entered and exited the grasslands. However, those who are not of our race must have different hearts. Isn’t it too risky to hand over the life of our Khan to the Wei people?
The Third Prince saw through his thoughts and said, "Don't worry, Brother Chen is my savior. He lived in the royal court for several months. The doctor next to you is the one he found. The royal court's witch doctors are now controlled by the First and Second Princes and cannot be sent in. Even if they were sent in, their medical skills are not as good as the doctors of the Great Wei. Father's illness can't be delayed any longer!"
The commander of the guards looked carefully and finally recognized Chen Zhao. You know, Chen Zhao had risked his life to save the third prince, and the Khan had also received him. Everyone had met him once.
You don’t know until you tell me, but once you tell me, I can remember it!
The commander of the guards made way without hesitation and watched the third prince and others enter the Khan's tent. Then he told everyone to be alert and patrol and guard.
This time they are not worried about outsiders not letting them out, but they do not allow outsiders to come in and disturb the Khan's treatment!
The Khan's bedroom was naturally decorated magnificently, but now there were only a few candles lit. Apart from two slaves kneeling at the door, it was deserted and lifeless.
The third prince felt very sad when he recalled the grand occasion in the past. He led Doctor Chen Zhaohe to the bed curtain and bowed deeply.
"Father Khan, please!"
Doctor Chen Zhaohe quickly returned the greeting and then gently pulled open the bed curtains.
It can be seen that the Khan was a burly and strong man of the grassland when he was young, but time is merciless and coupled with the torture of illness, lying in bed like this, he is no different from an ordinary old man in his twilight years.
Even his mouth was crooked, drooling constantly, soaking the cotton towel underneath, making him look even more miserable...
Chen Zhao looked at the doctor and nodded slightly.
The doctor took a deep breath, calmed himself, sat down beside the bed and began to take the patient's pulse.
He switched from left hand to right, flipped over the patient's eyelids, and looked at the tongue. Finally, the doctor came to a conclusion.
"The Khan did suffer a stroke. If I had been there at the time, I could have immediately recovered 70% to 80% of his condition. But now that it's been delayed for so long, it's become a bit tricky. I really don't have much confidence."
The third prince was in the grassland and didn't have a very clear understanding of the Wei Dynasty, especially the doctor who liked to leave room for maneuver when speaking.
He immediately grabbed the doctor's sleeve and begged him, "Doctor, you must save my father!"
The doctor was in a dilemma and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Your Highness, I will do my best. But if I cannot cure you, or if the results are not as good as Your Highness expected, please forgive me!"
"No, no! As long as you treat it well, I will bear any consequences." The third prince promised.
The doctor then picked through the medicine box and selected a set of herbs. "First, boil the medicine. Then I will give the Khan acupuncture to dredge the blood vessels. Just after the needles are removed, you can drink the medicine."
Chen Zhao was afraid that the grassland people didn't know how to make medicine, and was even more afraid that someone would tamper with it, so he personally took the herbs and went outside to work.
Although it was said that they came to save the Khan, now almost all the lives and deaths were entrusted to the Khan.
Once the Khan recovers, everything will be solved and everything will go as planned.
If you are the Khan... then think about saving your life first!
The doctor took out a needle bag, and rows of golden needles as thin as cow hair shone in the candlelight.
The third prince shuddered at what he saw and turned to get the oil lamp. When he turned back, he saw that the doctor had already inserted more than ten penises.
The third prince was impressed and couldn't help asking, "Doctor, don't you need to light it up?"
The doctor's tone was filled with a hint of pride as he replied, "Your Highness, you may not know this, but I've been memorizing recipes since I was three years old. I've been practicing medicine for decades now, and I can pinpoint acupuncture points with my eyes closed without error. Don't worry!"
三王子心头一跳，试探问道，“大夫医术如此了得，在大魏定然也是大有名气吧？”
大夫好似没有听懂，随口应道，“我平日在一位贵人府上供职，这次也是陈掌柜出面，我才跟着走一趟草原。”
三王子不好再问，只能把疑惑放到了心里。
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