Chapter 41: Response



The next morning, the pain of the Third Prince was relieved. When he took the decoction again, he found that Ximen Daguanren had escaped. He was also surprised and quickly called the three doctors to come and check his pulse. At this time, the three doctors looked at each other, how could they not know the reason? They said frankly that the Third Prince's pulse was urgent and his abdomen was hard, and he was afraid that the intestinal abscess had festered.

It is recommended to use a knife needle.

The Jurchens were stunned, but they could not help but believe that Master Ximen had escaped, so they called on the three men to use knives, but the three men said they did not know how to use them.

How could the Jurchens trust them? They came to ask several times, but they said they didn’t know, so they just chopped off their heads.

As a result, in the afternoon, the intestinal abscess of the Third Prince became as hard as iron and the pain became unbearable. In a hurry, he could not find a doctor and could only take rhubarb and peony soup. However, it did not relieve the pain at all. Instead, even going to the toilet became painful.

When he asked the increasing number of local officials and surrounding military commanders who had gathered there, those with experience all said that it was time to give him acupuncture... So he went to look for a doctor again, but he found out that the news had already spread, and all the doctors had fled... Finally, he had no choice but to find a Khitan doctor in the army to give him acupuncture.

The Khitan doctor was also innocent. He could only perform shaman dances and use herbal medicine, but he was forced to use needles, otherwise he would die. What else could he do? He just shouted "Blue Ox and White Horse" and then inserted the needle directly into the hard spot on the right abdomen of the Third Prince.

As a result, foul-smelling pus and blood began to flow out through his flesh and blood, and the Third Prince's complexion improved slightly.

Everyone thought that the Third Prince had been saved, but unexpectedly, that night, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin first had a high fever, and then in the second half of the night he actually started to shiver... It looked bad from top to bottom, but apart from preparing a rhubarb and peony soup, there was nothing they could do.

At dawn, which was the third day after the Third Prince's carbuncle, Gao Jingshan personally arrived with the good doctors from Daming Prefecture, only to find that the Third Prince's face was flushed due to fever, he was no longer conscious, and even talking nonsense, while pus was still oozing out of his abdomen intermittently, making the surrounding wounds black and red, and swollen like a meat pancake.

After finally waking up for a moment, I just felt cold. I reached out to touch my forehead and found it was burning hot.

Gao Jingshan privately questioned several good doctors from Daming Prefecture and was silent for a while. After all, the old Wanhu, the current head of the Bohai clan and the commander-in-chief of the Daming Prefecture’s military division, was a man who had seen a lot of storms. He remained calm, and while thinking about the storm that was about to come, he went directly to Yanjing to write a letter of apology.

In the evening, just after finishing writing the memorial, the Third Prince had another attack. His teeth were chattering, his whole body was burning hot, and he smelled terrible. He tossed and turned all night long, but he died in Qinghe County before the full moon of September 15th set.

He died at the age of forty.

Poor Third Prince, he actually lived a few months longer than in history. If he really had a spirit in heaven, he would probably wish he had died with Wuqimai half a year earlier.

"Who died? Tell me again, who died?"

On September 18, in the Wushan camp of the imperial army on the south bank of the Yellow River, opposite Liaocheng, Zhao Jiu was stunned by the son of the Liaocheng county magistrate of the Jin Kingdom who had escaped overnight. He was like being struck by lightning, and then he suddenly realized. "Do you think I'm Cao Mengde?! You want to be Kan Ze?! You are a traitor. What good did the Jurchens give you and your son?!"

PS: Happy New Year to everyone!

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