Soon, the soldiers hurriedly brought in several military doctors.
However, these military doctors were proficient in external injuries but not very good at internal medicine. They could only feel Shen Yuhan's pulse and shook their heads helplessly: "The general's body is weak and his internal heat is attacking his heart. We must find a famous doctor who is proficient in internal medicine at this time."
The soldier hurriedly said, "I heard there's a clinic within a ten-mile radius. Doctor Cheng is a well-known local physician specializing in treating internal injuries. We must invite him here immediately!"
The doctor nodded and said, "Yes, Doctor Cheng is indeed well-known. If we can invite him, he will definitely be able to prescribe the right medicine."
Without saying a word, the soldier immediately rode with a few people to the town's clinic.
The lights in the Cheng Family Clinic were off at this time, with only a small lantern swaying slightly at the door.
Doctor Cheng had just fallen asleep when he suddenly heard a hurried knock on the door.
The soldiers outside the door shouted at the top of their lungs: "Open the door! Open the door quickly! The general in the army is sick and needs medical treatment!"
Doctor Cheng was woken up, put on his clothes, hurried to the door and opened it.
As soon as the soldiers saw him, they immediately shouted, "Doctor Cheng, our general is sick! Doctor, you must come with us immediately!"
"Is the general ill?" Doctor Cheng frowned, hurriedly picked up the medicine box, and asked while putting on his shoes, "What's wrong? Is the illness serious?"
The soldier nodded anxiously: "The general has been working hard for days and suddenly collapsed today. He is short of breath and has chest tightness. The situation is urgent."
"Doctor, you must go and see it as soon as possible!"
Doctor Cheng was startled and realized that the situation was not good. He immediately packed up his medicine box and followed the soldiers out of the clinic.
Just as he was about to mount his horse, Cheng Qingyuan suddenly ran out from the backyard of the clinic, looking nervous: "Dad, I heard the general is sick. Where are you going? I'll go with you!"
Doctor Cheng hesitated slightly when he saw his son, but Cheng Qingyuan jumped on his horse first and said, "I'll go and help you. You can't handle it alone!"
Doctor Cheng couldn't resist his son and quickly agreed. They rode their horses and hurried back to the barracks.
They soon arrived at the military camp. Doctor Cheng squatted beside Shen Yuhan's bed, his fingers on his pulse, his brows tightly furrowed.
He carefully examined Shen Yuhan's pulse and found that it was weak, obviously due to long-term fatigue, but apart from that, there were some strange signs in the pulse.
He raised his head and looked at Shen Yuhan's slightly blue lips, feeling a little doubtful.
Cheng Qingyuan stood aside, nervously watching his father's every move.
Although Shen Yuhan was a great general with great military achievements, at this moment he was pale and frowned, obviously in great pain.
"Doctor Cheng, how is the general?" Shen Yuhan's deputy general couldn't help but step forward and asked anxiously.
Doctor Cheng withdrew his hand, his brow still furrowed. He stood up and said to the deputy general, "General, you have been overworked these past few days, and the cold has taken hold of you, causing you to become weak."
"However, this disease is not too serious. I will prescribe a few conditioning prescriptions and you will recover after a few days of rest." As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper from the medicine box and began to write a prescription.
The deputy general felt a little relieved when he heard this, but Doctor Cheng's next words made him nervous again.
"However..." Doctor Cheng paused, his expression slightly solemn. "I detected a trace of strange poison in the general's pulse. Although it's not much, it's enough to make his body more exhausted."
"I'm not very knowledgeable and can't identify the poison. I can only prescribe a few medicines to temporarily suppress it, but to completely detoxify it, I need to consult a more experienced doctor."
"Poison?" The deputy general's expression suddenly changed, his eyes filled with shock. "Who dares to poison the general? This is no small matter!"
Doctor Cheng sighed and shook his head. "The general's poison isn't serious. He might have been infected a long time ago, and the symptoms are only now showing up."
"I can only temporarily regulate his body and suppress the poison. But to completely cure it, it's best to consult a famous doctor as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, the deputy general became even more anxious. He turned to Shen Yuhan and said, "General, why don't we set off and return to the capital immediately!"
"The imperial physicians in the capital are highly skilled and will surely be able to discover the source of this poison and cure it completely."
Shen Yuhan leaned on the bed, his face still pale, but with a hint of determination in his expression.
He waved his hand gently, his voice hoarse but full of unquestionable determination: "No. The war in Jiangnan has just ended, and many things have yet to be properly handled. Returning to the capital is too hasty, and I cannot hand over such an important task to others casually."
The deputy general looked embarrassed, but seeing the general's stubborn look, he didn't dare to persuade him anymore.
He turned to Doctor Cheng and said, "In that case, Doctor Cheng, could you stay in the barracks for a while and continue to treat the general?"
"At least wait until he gets better before making any plans."
Doctor Cheng nodded and agreed, "Of course. I will do my best to take care of the general."
After saying that, he began to list several medicinal herbs and asked someone to boil them immediately.
Cheng Qingyuan, who was standing aside, listened to the conversation between the two, but had his own plans in mind.
Ever since he saw Shen Yuhan fall, he felt a sense of regret, thinking that this renowned general was nothing more than a mortal.
However, when he heard the word "toxic residue", his heart suddenly moved.
He thought of Fang Qingyue.
Fang Qingyue's medical skills are superb, and everyone in this town knows it.
She had treated countless critically ill patients, and even his father highly praised her medical skills.
If anyone can cure Shen Yuhan's poison, Fang Qingyue must be the most likely candidate.
Cheng Qingyuan pondered for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "General, if you can trust me, I know a famous doctor with excellent medical skills. She might be able to help you detoxify."
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