Setting up camp takes time, but Yinzuo couldn't wait at all. Kangxi directly asked someone to move a bed from the car at the back, and then had someone stretch cloth around them. Suddenly, this open space became a temporary barracks.
Doctor Wang didn't want to let the whole family down, so he naturally tried his best to treat the patient. He and several other imperial doctors who were accompanying the army first removed the arrows from Yinzuo's back and shoulders. After that, they tried their best and spent a lot of effort to stop the bleeding from the wounds.
The weather on the grassland in March was not very warm, but even in such a semi-open air environment, the imperial physicians were so busy that almost all of them were sweating profusely. Looking at Yinzuo, who was lying on the bed with a pale face but a relatively steady breathing, Imperial Physician Wang and the others looked at each other and all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, we have already removed the arrow from the Sixth Prince's body, and the bleeding has stopped. As long as he doesn't have a high fever in the next two days, he will be through this. However, it is bitterly cold here, so if he wants to recuperate properly, he must return to the capital as soon as possible."
Kangxi's frown relaxed for only a moment after hearing this. He himself had been on the battlefield and had seen too many soldiers in the wounded camp who died from high fever after being injured. So he naturally knew that high fever after injury was far more troublesome than bleeding from the wound.
"Doctor Wang, please stay in the imperial tent for the next two days. Wait until Sixth Prince's condition stabilizes before returning. I still say the same thing: I want my son to live well. Do you understand?"
"I understand. Isn't it just that if he lives, I live, and if he dies, I die?" Even though Doctor Wang felt extremely miserable, he still bowed respectfully to Kangxi.
"I understand. I will do my best to treat Sixth Prince."
Kangxi's imperial tent was set up not far from the temporary camp. After the tent was set up, Liang Jiugong personally took people to check and arrange it before coming to report to Kangxi. Yinzuo was injured and still unconscious. Kangxi was naturally not at ease leaving him alone, so he simply asked someone to carry him and his couch into the imperial tent.
The purpose of Kangxi's trip to Baita was to send off the army that was about to go on an expedition. Now Yinzuo was assassinated and seriously injured on the way, so it was inconvenient for him to move. Kangxi was reluctant to leave him here alone, so he decided to stay with Yinzuo and let Yinzhen go to Baita on his behalf.
Yinzhen was still leading his men to search the mountains. Naturally, he was unaware of his Khan's arrangements. Worried about Yinzuo's injury, he had been somewhat absent-minded the entire afternoon. After finally meeting up with Changtai, he hurriedly dragged him to Kangxi's side.
"Hey, I don't know how the Sixth Prince is doing right now. Eternal Heaven, please bless the Sixth Prince and make sure he's safe and sound..."
Changtai had a good relationship with Yinzuo before, so he was naturally very worried about Yinzuo's injury. When Yinzhen heard his words, he paused and looked up at the sky which was gradually darkening. For the first time, he hoped so earnestly that Changshengtian could really hear their prayers.
"Khan Ama, how is Sixth Brother doing now?"
When Yinzhen and Changtai were invited in by Liang Jiugong, Kangxi was sitting on a chair beside Yinzuo's bed checking the military report sent from the front line today. Yinzhen was anxious and did not bother to greet Kangxi when he came in. He took the initiative to ask about Yinzuo's injury.
Since the Queen's death in the 28th year, Kangxi had not seen Yinzhen so impatient for many years. When he saw him like this, he was stunned for a moment, but he knew very well why Yinzhen was like this, and naturally would not argue with him about the rudeness at this time.
"The arrow has been removed, and the bleeding has stopped. The imperial physician said that as long as he survives the next two days without a high fever, he will be saved. I'm worried about leaving him here alone in this situation, so tomorrow you will go to the White Pagoda to see the army off. Return as soon as you're done. We'll wait until Yinzuo's condition stabilizes, then we'll set off for the capital."
Under normal circumstances, Yinzhen would have been very happy to hear that he could go to the front line to see off the army on behalf of Kangxi. But now he was worried about Yinzuo, whose life or death was still uncertain, so he accepted the task reluctantly. But as the saying goes, a higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official, and he didn't have the courage to disobey the order.
Even though Kangxi, Yinzhen, and even the imperial physician were praying in their hearts that Yinzuo would not have a fever, Yinzuo still had a fever in the middle of the night. Kangxi touched the scorching heat on Yinzuo's forehead, stood up, and looked at the imperial physician Wang beside him.
"Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. I just drank the medicine and the effect hasn't taken effect yet."
As soon as Doctor Wang saw the look in Kangxi's eyes, he knew what he meant. He also wanted to cure the disease with medicine, but he was just a doctor with relatively good medical skills, not an omnipotent god. How could he have such great ability?
Although Kangxi was pacing back and forth at this moment, his eyes never left Yinzuo's face on the bed, which was red due to fever. Yinzhen was standing by and was also very anxious, but there was nothing he could do. They waited in agony for half an hour, and Yinzuo's fever not only did not go down, but it was getting higher and higher.
"Doctor Wang, it's not a good idea to keep waiting like this. Do you have any way to quickly cool down the Sixth Prince's fever?"
Doctor Wang was almost worried to death at this moment. He stepped forward and took Yinzuo's pulse and checked it carefully, then stood up and replied to Kangxi.
"Your Majesty, I do have a method, but I don't recommend using it unless it's absolutely necessary. Using silver needles to stimulate several major acupuncture points on the body can indeed quickly reduce a person's fever, but this method can damage a person's foundation if used improperly. Therefore, I suggest that we give Sixth Prince a few more doses of fever-reducing medicine and wait and see."
Kangxi naturally would not be willing to gamble with his son's body on this probability issue. Hearing this, he could only ask Liang Jiugong to bring the warm medicine over. He personally went over to help Yinzuo, who was lying on the bed, and pinched his chin, and asked Yinzhen to pour the medicine into him.
Although Yinzuo was unconscious, he still started coughing unconsciously due to the rough way his father and brother fed him medicine. Frightened, Yinzhen quickly put down the medicine bowl in his hand and wanted to pat his back, but halfway through he suddenly remembered that his back was injured. The usually calm man was actually a little at a loss at this moment.
"Khan Ama..."
Kangxi carefully avoided the wound on Yinzuo's back and half-held him in his arms, then raised his hand to stroke his chest to help him breathe. After Yinzuo's coughing subsided, he put him back on the couch.
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