Chapter 155: Different Paths, Different Plans
"Where is the antidote for this deadly poison that could kill with just one gesture?"
Song Yanxi frowned, looking at Zhuang Shihan with inquiry in her eyes, "Unless the person who developed the poison had already prepared the antidote in advance."
Doctor Liu and the others were confused and asked, "If you want to kill people, why are you still researching the antidote? Are you waiting for someone to be poisoned so you can use it as a threat?"
But with so many eyes in the army right now, even if that person wanted to show sympathy to General Cheng, he probably couldn't."
This is exactly what Song Yanxi wanted to ask.
After all, in this world, apart from her uncle who has been obsessed with studying various poisons since childhood, there are few people who would go to great lengths to develop an antidote while developing such a strong poison.
The poison was extremely toxic. Without the Ghost Hand's Eighteen Needles technique to expel the poison, even taking the antidote immediately might not save the patient's life.
Isn't this contradictory?
Zhuang Shihan sneered, her eyes a little evasive as she said, "I didn't poison you, so how could I possibly know what the person who poisoned you was thinking? I'm just guessing."
As she spoke, she changed the subject and said sharply, "Since Princess Yong'an has such a brilliant method of detoxification, why didn't she tell us before? Could it be that she was afraid that we would learn it secretly while watching?"
Song Yanxi pulled the corners of her lips, it seemed that she had recovered and started to bite back.
Without waiting for her to explain, Doctor Liu asked with a dark face, "Since Princess Shihan said so, then I would also like to ask, why don't you let us watch you treat the soldiers on weekdays?"
"What do you know? Surgery requires a sterile environment!"
"I don't understand the meaning of bacteria or not. I'm not well-educated. Just tell me whether you didn't allow other people to enter the tent or not."
Doctor Liu was the oldest and most experienced of the three. Even some old generals in the capital were polite to him when they saw him.
After all, when fighting with real swords and guns on the battlefield, the so-called rewards and honors are nothing compared to life.
Whether or not one can survive depends half on one's luck and the other half on the skills of the doctor accompanying the army.
So even though he always disliked Zhuang Shihan and never treated her well, Lin Tingfeng still treated him with courtesy, fearing that something unpleasant would be spread.
On the battlefield, swords and knives are merciless, and no one can guarantee that one day he will not fall into their hands.
Zhuang Shihan gritted her teeth and threatened in a low voice, "Mr. Xu, if you have anything to say, let's talk in private."
Doctor Xu stroked his beard and spoke for her, "It's human nature to want to keep secrets. There's nothing wrong with that."
Zhuang Shihan narrowed her eyes. Her intuition told her that this old man definitely had nothing good to say and might be hiding something.
She said first: "No matter what method it is, as long as it can cure the disease and save lives, it is a good method."
As he spoke, he did not forget to ask Song Yanxi, "Princess Yong'an, do you think what I said is right?"
Song Yanxi's expression was indifferent, "Of course."
That cold attitude clearly showed that he didn't want to talk to her any more.
Those who have different ideas cannot work together.
What's more, given the grudge between the two of them, there is no such thing as a handshake and peace. The only choice is life and death.
Zhuang Shihan's eyes suddenly turned colder. She cursed in her heart, "Why are you pretending?" and swallowed back the apology she was about to say.
Good job, Song Yanxi. Since she refuses to give up the way she is given, don’t blame her for being cruel and ruthless.
The army doesn’t need two female doctors, and the same goes for Da’an.
If there was only one choice, even if they resented her for not saving him today, they still had to think about their own lives.
The glory that belongs to her will not be reduced at all!
Thinking of this, Zhuang Shihan regained his former composure and snorted softly, "We're not needed here anyway, Brother Feng, let's go."
Lin Tingfeng hesitated for a moment, and before he could say anything, he was pulled away by her.
Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, the three military doctors shook their heads and then took their leave.
Before leaving, Doctor Liu said, "General Cheng's arm is fine now. However, it's best not to ride a horse for the next two days to prevent sweating and causing the wound to fester and ooze pus."
Cheng Duan originally wanted to be stubborn and say that it was okay and he couldn't delay his journey, but he shut up decisively after hearing the last few words.
Thinking that the army's march could not be delayed, Mo Jinchuan ordered: "Leave a military doctor and two soldiers to take care of General Cheng. The others will have breakfast and get ready to set off."
Cheng Duan was horrified, "Your Majesty, do you not want me anymore?"
Mo Jinchuan: "Let General Cheng rest for two days and recover before coming to the border town to join the army."
"Absolutely not!"
"This is a military order."
"Then Your Majesty, please execute me."
Looking at Cheng Duan, who looked ready to die, Mo Jinchuan's eyes were filled with anger. "How dare you disobey military orders?"
Cheng Duan: "I dare not."
"So, Your Majesty, please execute me."
It would be more satisfying to kill him than to leave him alone.
Seeing that Mo Jinchuan was already at the edge of his patience, Song Yanxi hurriedly said, "Your Highness, please calm down. General Cheng's injuries are not serious. Although he can't ride a horse, he can still ride in a carriage."
Cheng Duan's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "My princess, that's a good idea!"
He had already said it in advance, and if Mo Jinchuan refused again, it would seem particularly cold-blooded and heartless.
Well, let him and Lin Tingfeng ride in one carriage, and they will reach the border town in about two days.
Cheng Duan seemed to understand something and spoke first, "If Your Majesty wants me to ride with that vicious woman, you might as well just kill me."
Mo Jinchuan's face darkened, "Then you go with the grain cart."
There was silence in the tent for a few seconds.
Cheng Duan looked at Song Yanxi, then at him, and said in a somewhat frustrated tone, "If Your Majesty wants to chop me off, just say so directly. There's no need to do this."
An Yi reminded, "Master, most of the grain carts were burned, and only a few carts carrying rice and flour were salvaged."
Naturally, people cannot sit in a car loaded with rice and flour.
Hearing this, Mo Jinchuan's face darkened even more. "Are there any other carriages available in the army?"
Without waiting for An Yi's reply, Cheng Duan said hurriedly, "Your Highness, don't worry. I can sit on the chariot with Commander An."
Mo Jinchuan's eyes were cold and gloomy. "It's up to you."
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"How is this possible? Who is she?" Zhuang Shihan rummaged through the antidote that she had stuffed at the bottom of the box, her face looking extremely ugly.
If there is no antidote for this poison, even she would not be able to cure it so easily.
How did she do it?
Lin Tingfeng took off his soaked coat and said without raising his head, "Maybe it's just a coincidence."
"Coincidence?" Zhuang Shihan sneered and said firmly, "It's definitely not a coincidence. Her medical skills are not just talk. It's not as simple as just reading a few medical books."
Although she was unwilling to believe it, she had to admit that Song Yanxi did have some real skills.
But she was a young lady from a noble family, and the number of times she had left the mansion before getting married could probably be counted on two fingers. How did she get the opportunity to study medicine?
Lin Tingfeng paused, frowned, looked at her, and asked, "Did Shihan see anything?"
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