Seriously injured
Zhou Ziliang was terrified by Tang Feng's sudden fainting. After rushing to the tent, he placed Tang Feng on the bed before having time to check on Tang Feng's wound. Li Yunyu's arrow had been very powerful; the fact that he could hit Tang Feng from such a distance meant the force couldn't be weak. Zhou Ziliang stared at the part of the arrow shaft embedded in Tang Feng's chest, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. At this moment, Tang Feng on the bed stirred restlessly, "It hurts..." Zhou Ziliang dampened a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from Tang Feng's forehead. Then he heard Li Yunye approaching with the imperial physician, "Come, come, Physician Zhang, hurry! Over here!"
Just now, Li Yunye ran to the platform to report to Emperor Yun that Tang Feng had been attacked in the outer area, which naturally caused some chaos. Emperor Yun was furious and slammed his hand on the table, "Outrageous! How could there be an assassin in the hunting grounds that have been thoroughly searched!" Seeing Emperor Yun's anger, Li Yunye did not expose Li Yunyu. Although he had lost his composure when he saw Tang Feng spitting blood, he had calmed down considerably along the way. If Tang Feng really cared about this matter and survived, he could take the blame, and Tang Feng would owe him a favor. If Tang Feng died because of this, he could turn the tables later. "It's all my fault for not supervising this matter properly. But Grand Tutor Tang is seriously injured now. I need Your Majesty to send the imperial physicians!" At this moment, Zhang Mobai could no longer sit still. He wanted to leave to see Tang Feng, but Yang Fei, who had rushed back, stopped him. "Bai Bai!" Zhang Mobai turned around and saw that it was Yang Fei. He quickly asked, "How is he? Where is he injured?"
“Not good, right in the left chest,” Yang Fei frowned. “Judging from the amount of bleeding… it’s a bit risky.” Seeing Zhang Mobai get up to leave, he quickly grabbed him. “Don’t go! You don’t know how to treat illnesses. Leave the treatment to the imperial physicians. Let’s not cause trouble. Besides, we still need to handle some follow-up matters.” Zhang Mobai finally nodded and followed Yang Fei to deal with the aftermath. At this moment, Yun Lan was also getting restless, constantly looking towards the tent. How could she not know why Tang Feng was injured? But with the Emperor sitting there, she couldn’t move. Just then, an elderly voice rang out, “Emperor… which Grand Tutor Tang is it?” The old woman who spoke had a full head of white hair tied high with a phoenix crown, and she sat dignifiedly on the phoenix chair, exuding an air of authority. The Emperor looked at her and lowered his head. “Mother, it’s the Ninth Prince’s Grand Tutor, Tang Feng.”
"Tang Feng? Isn't that Zhao Nan's son?" Seeing Emperor Yun nod, the Empress Dowager continued, "Zhao Nan and you were old acquaintances of the Prince's Mansion. You were like brothers with him. Now that he's gone, you should treat his son well." "Of course. Tang Feng is not only Tang Zhao Nan's son, but also Yun Yu's tutor. I will naturally find the best imperial physicians to save him." Hearing Emperor Yun's somewhat perfunctory words, the Empress Dowager stood up and said, "Then everything is up to the Emperor."
At this moment, Tang Feng lay in Zhou Ziliang's arms, the arrow still lodged in his chest, even breathing was difficult. Tang Feng had already woken up, looking at Zhou Ziliang with hazy eyes, and gently hooked his little finger around Zhou Ziliang's. "Ziliang... it hurts so much." "I know, Xiao Feng, I know. The imperial physician is here, it will stop hurting soon, let's hold on." Then Zhou Ziliang looked at the imperial physician and asked, "Imperial physician, what should we do? Is there any way?!" The old imperial physician knelt down tremblingly and said, "This... this arrow is too deep. If you use a little more force, the arrow will pierce through his chest." Then the old imperial physician used scissors to cut open Tang Feng's official robe, exposing the wound. Li Yunye gasped in shock and took two steps back. Seeing this scene, even though he had never trusted Tang Feng, he believed him this time. Some people are playing with their lives. This arrow was no joke. Zhou Ziliang couldn't bear to look at Tang Feng's wound any longer and held Tang Feng's hand tightly. "Xiao Feng... you can't be hurt!" Tang Feng was in so much pain that he was delirious. He grabbed Zhou Ziliang and kept shouting incoherently, "Imperial Physician! Please hurry!" Zhou Ziliang couldn't bear to see Tang Feng like this and urged the imperial physician repeatedly. "Young Marquis, we have to remove the arrow, but... the Grand Tutor's body is too weak. I don't know if he can hold on after the arrow is removed." At this moment, Tang Feng turned his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, soaking Zhou Ziliang's clothes. Zhou Ziliang angrily scolded, "If your body is weak, then get medicine and keep him alive! Do I need to teach you these things? If you delay removing the arrow and something really happens to Xiao Feng because of you, I will slaughter your entire family!"
After the Empress Dowager left her seat, she said to the palace maid supporting her, "Tell me, where exactly is the child injured?" "Your Majesty, I heard he was shot in the left chest, quite seriously." The Empress Dowager frowned, then said to the palace servant beside her, "Go to my palace and bring out the ginseng pills that Shang Han presented as tribute, and send them to the camp. Zizhu, summon the imperial physicians from my palace and have them come to see me in the camp."
"Empress Dowager... he's just a Grand Tutor, you don't need to be like this..." The Empress Dowager shook her head after hearing this. "You don't understand. When the Emperor was conquering the country, Tang Zhaonan helped him a lot. Going back further, he visited the Prince's residence many times, ate the pastries I made, and drank the wine brewed by the old Prince. He even called me Aunt, so I have to live up to his words. The late Emperor had so many sons, why did the family eventually fall apart? Wasn't it because Li Lingyan didn't treat loyal ministers well? People should know how to learn from mistakes and draw inferences. The Emperor may not understand, but I can't. Go now!"
The imperial physician was terrified by Zhou Ziliang, but hesitated to act. The arrow in Tang Feng's body should indeed be removed immediately, but Tang Feng's body was far too weak. Without strong medicine to sustain him, even if the arrow was removed, he would die from excessive blood loss. Tang Feng was in excruciating pain, sweating profusely, even breathing was a luxury. With each breath, the pain in his chest intensified. "Your Highness..." Tang Feng looked at Li Yunye and slowly said, "Your Highness, are you... cough cough cough... to expose the Ninth Prince in front of His Majesty?" "No, don't worry, just focus on healing and don't think too much."
"Your Highness, you saw it yourself, he really wanted to kill me. It wasn't me trying to set you up. This time... cough cough cough cough, you should believe me now, right?" Zhou Ziliang wiped the blood from Tang Feng's mouth with a handkerchief and comforted him, "Your Highness believes you. Xiao Feng, don't talk anymore, save your energy. The imperial physician will be removing the arrow soon. Right, Your Highness?" Seeing that Zhou Ziliang had said so, Li Yunye naturally didn't dare to delay and quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, I believe you. Tang Feng, you should rest and not talk anymore. Once you're better, we'll go make that appointment for dinner we didn't make."
"This..." The old physician wiped the sweat from his brow. "Young Marquis, it's not that I'm unwilling to remove the arrow, but Grand Tutor Tang is truly too weak. We don't have the potent tonics to keep him alive. If I were to remove the arrow, he would bleed uncontrollably." "You still have to remove it! What kind of image is it with an arrow lodged in his chest?" Zhou Ziliang looked over and saw the Empress Dowager being helped in by Zizhu. He quickly bowed and paid his respects. The Empress Dowager sat down in front of Tang Feng's bed, touched Tang Feng's cheek, and said softly, "Little Feng, don't be afraid. We'll remove the arrow in a moment, and it won't hurt anymore." Tang Feng was already delirious from the pain, and having never seen the Empress Dowager before, he momentarily mistook her for his deceased grandmother. He gently took the Empress Dowager's hand that was stroking his cheek and called out softly, "Grandma... is that you?"
"Grandmother is here, don't be afraid," the Empress Dowager comforted Tang Feng, then turned to the imperial physician and said, "I've brought ginseng pills, will this medicine be alright?" The old imperial physician wiped the sweat from his brow and hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, young marquis, please hold the Grand Tutor well, don't let him move around." "Wait, I've also brought imperial physicians," the Empress Dowager beckoned, and three or four imperial physicians rushed in. "It's not that I don't trust your medical skills, it's just that conditions here are limited, more people will be better." The old imperial physician laid out the hemostatic medicines one by one, placed the ginseng pills given by the Empress Dowager under Tang Feng's tongue, and then put a handkerchief in his mouth. "Grand Tutor, I need to remove the arrow, please bear with it." Tang Feng couldn't hear the imperial physician's words at this moment, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if something was being peeled away from his chest, instinctively trying to churn, but was stopped by Zhou Ziliang held him tightly in his arms, "Zi... Ziliang... Waaah..." Accompanied by excruciating pain, tears streamed down Tang Feng's face, and his sobs reached Zhou Ziliang's ears intermittently. "It hurts..." The imperial physician pulled the arrow out steadily, but also very slowly. Tang Feng felt his chest heaving, but he couldn't open his mouth to spit out the blood. Finally, the arrow was pulled out. Tang Feng didn't wait for the hemostatic medicine to be applied to his wound. Holding Zhou Ziliang's hand, he turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. "Quick, hold him down, put the medicine on the wound!" The blood from Tang Feng's wound sprayed all over the imperial physician's face the moment it was pulled out. Several people hurriedly helped Tang Feng press the wound, and Tang Feng's face was almost transparent. He drifted off to sleep in Zhou Ziliang's arms. At this moment, the Empress Dowager sat to the side and asked, "How is he?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Grand Tutor Tang is in poor health. Removing the arrow would have been extremely dangerous. Fortunately, you brought ginseng pills, which barely saved his life. However..." The imperial physician looked at Zhou Ziliang and asked, "Young Marquis, did Grand Tutor Tang have a cough before?" Zhou Ziliang nodded. "Xiao Feng has indeed been coughing. The doctor at home said it was due to heart and lung problems." "That's a bit difficult. The arrow struck his left chest, and the wound is too deep. It's hard to guarantee there won't be any aftereffects." Zhou Ziliang grasped Tang Feng's slightly cool hand and then said, "As long as Xiao Feng is alive, that's all that matters. Your Majesty, thank you for your help. Otherwise... Xiao Feng this time..."
"This child is weak, take good care of him. When he's better, let him come to my place. The last time I saw him, he was just a baby, and now he's grown so much." Hearing the Empress Dowager's words, Zhou Ziliang immediately nodded in agreement. The Empress Dowager didn't linger any longer, leaving the young couple alone. When Tang Feng woke up again, it was already late at night. He struggled to turn his head and saw Zhou Ziliang lying by his bedside. He wanted to pat him to get up and go to bed, but he didn't expect that he couldn't move a single finger, and his whole body ached. Just as he was about to speak, he started coughing again. The cough startled Zhou Ziliang, who quickly got up and pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket. He dabbed at Tang Feng's lips, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no blood. "Awake? Where does it hurt?" By the candlelight, Tang Feng saw that Zhou Ziliang's eyes were slightly red, clearly indicating that he had just been crying. Tang Feng struggled to raise his right hand and placed it on Zhou Ziliang's cheek. Although it was only a whisper, Zhou Ziliang heard it clearly. "Ziliang, I scared you, didn't I? I'm sorry, it hurt too much, I just couldn't help it."
Zhou Ziliang grasped Tang Feng's hand, his voice trembling slightly. He wasn't afraid of death, of course. He and Zhou Wuhai had fought countless battles, facing life and death, enduring countless wounds, large and small, but he had never been afraid. But this time, he was truly terrified. When the imperial physician left, he couldn't contain his panic and cried, clutching Tang Feng's warm hand. "If it hurts, just scream. Don't hold it in." "Come up and rest." Hearing Tang Feng's words, Zhou Ziliang shook his head, gently stroking Tang Feng's forehead and brushing his stray hairs back. "I'll press on your wound. The imperial physician said you might have blood clots in your lungs. If you feel nauseous, you must tell me. Don't hold it in. Vomiting will help you heal faster." Tang Feng, too weak to do anything, simply hooked his finger around Zhou Ziliang's as a response, enduring the pain as he drifted back into a deep sleep.
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