Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 457: Arriving in Xianyang, doctors hold consultation.

Ying Zheng was stunned by the news. The doctor did not mention that the imperial teacher had suffered a head injury in a fall.

He also didn't know that the national teacher had no memory of anything that happened in the past.

Ying Zheng looked at Qi Pan, whose face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his heart ached uncontrollably. How much suffering had the Imperial Master endured on this trip back?

He tried hard to hold back the sobs in his throat, "Of course, you and I knew each other well. You are the national teacher of the Qin Dynasty, and I am the emperor of the Qin Dynasty."

Ying Zheng slowly told Qi Pan everything that happened between him and Qi Pan in the past.

From their first meeting, their first trip to Xianyang, their first time...he told us everything in detail.

Qi Pan listened to it as if it were a story and found it quite interesting.

"So you're not my real brother."

Knowing that the man in front of her was not her biological brother, although she called him brother, there was no blood relationship between them. Qi Pan felt inexplicably happy.

I no longer control my closeness to this person.

Ying Zheng was stunned when he heard this, "Of course not. In my heart, the importance of the Imperial Master far exceeds that of my relatives."

Even Fusu is far less important than the Imperial Master!

"Master, you just woke up. You shouldn't overwork yourself. I'll help you lie down and rest."

Ying Zheng carefully supported Qi Pan and let her lie down slowly.

This movement inevitably pulled on the injury on the shoulder blade, "Hiss... it hurts."

"National Division."

Ying Zheng felt so distressed that he wished the injury was on him. "Master, the wound on your shoulder has been treated with the best medicine and numbing powder."

"After the effect of the medicine wears off, the pain will get worse. When we get to Xianyang, let Xia Wuqie and a group of doctors consult and treat you. Then you can take good care of yourself."

"You need to be more patient before that. Using too much Ma Fei San will affect the recovery of the wound later."

Qi Pan naturally understood this, and she nodded, "Okay, I know, don't worry, you look like you haven't slept for a few days, take a rest."

This man's eyes were full of red bloodshot and his face looked tired. He definitely hadn't had much rest.

"You go to sleep first, I'll rest later."

Ying Zheng stayed beside Qi Pan, unwilling to close his eyes and rest.

The worry these days made him dare not take a break at any moment, for fear that something might happen to Qi Pan. Now that Qi Pan has woken up, he dare not rest.

I’m afraid that as soon as I close my eyes and open them again, my hope will disappear.

Qi Pan glanced at Ying Zheng, endured the pain in his body, closed his eyes and rested. His injuries were too severe and he fell asleep after a while.

Listening to the even breathing coming from his ears, Ying Zheng looked at Qi Pan's brows, which were still furrowed even in his sleep, and could not help but reach out and touch them gently.

The dry and warm fingertips fell on the slightly cool brows, and Qi Pan turned his face to the side in his sleep.

After a long while, Ying Zheng got out of the carriage and ordered the Black Ice Guards to continue the investigation, hoping to find out as much as possible about what happened before they arrived at that town.

The silly girl with the crystal doll was also held in Ying Zheng's hand, but he tried several times to open it and failed, and the silly girl didn't react at all.

It was as if she was just an ordinary crystal doll.

The carriage was escorted, and it traveled at a fast and steady pace for more than half a month, and finally arrived in Xianyang.

The carriage did not enter the palace, but went all the way to the Imperial Master's Mansion.

This is Qi Pan's residence. Ying Zheng once thought about bringing Qi Pan back to the palace, but it would not have a good influence on Qi Pan after all.

She is a woman now, and even though she is the imperial teacher of the Great Qin, there are always a few people who are full of shit and will bite at the slightest thing they can get.

Ying Zheng didn't want Qi Pan's reputation to be tainted by any stain.

Xia Wuqie and the top doctors in the army had already received the news and were waiting at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion.

As soon as he saw Ying Zheng's carriage coming, he hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty! Imperial Master!"

Ying Zheng came out of the carriage holding Qi Pan, who was still unconscious at this time. After getting off the carriage, he walked quickly towards the Imperial Master's Mansion while speaking.

"Quick! Hurry to the clinic to consult with the Imperial Master and come up with a treatment plan. We must do our best to heal the Imperial Master's tendons!"

"promise!"

Xia Wuqie and a group of doctors had already known about Qi Pan's injuries. They had already deduced and proposed several plans and were just waiting for Qi Pan to arrive to check his specific injuries.

At this moment, everyone's expressions were very solemn as they entered the Imperial Master's Mansion and the clinic that had been set up long ago. They went forward one by one to check Qi Pan's injuries, and finally summarized and determined the treatment plan.

Qi Pan's injuries were extremely serious, with the tendons in his hands and feet being violently severed. With the level of medical technology before the Qin Dynasty, it was already difficult to save his life, and it was impossible to reconnect them.

This condition is not met either.

But the Qin Dynasty today is not the same as before. With the addition of Qi Pan's medical books and prescriptions, and the vigorous development of medical skills, the level of medical skills in the Qin Dynasty has been raised many times.

If broken limbs can be reattached, what about the tendons in the hands and feet?

However, this is a difficult task. If the connection is not done properly, even if the wound heals, the hands and feet can only move barely, but can't do anything, and will be like a disabled person.

After a whole day and night, seven or eight doctors came out of the specially arranged consulting room.

Everyone had an expression of relief on their face and felt sore all over.

"how?!"

Ying Zheng took two steps forward, with obvious eagerness in his eyes.

Xia Wuqie stepped forward and saluted, "Your Majesty, the treatment went smoothly. The tendons of the Imperial Master's hands and feet have been successfully reattached."

"You need to be careful all the time. You need to nurse it for at least a year before you can go out and use your hands to lift heavy objects."

When Xia Wuqi said these words, his voice was choked and he almost cried, his eyes were red.

The other doctors felt the same way. The national master was in such a miserable state that he was injured so badly. Fortunately, they managed to restore the tendons in his hands and feet.

If Your Majesty had not killed that man, I'm afraid they would have wanted to stab him to death with silver needles!

The Imperial Master they respected so much was actually bullied to this extent! It was really hateful! They hated the people who bullied the Imperial Master, and they also hated themselves!

"Okay, everyone go down and rest first."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and asked Xia Wuqie and the other doctors to wash up and rest first. He walked quickly into the clinic.

Qi Pan was lying on an operating table in the clinic, covered with a thin blanket. The wounds on his wrists and ankles had been re-bandaged.

At this time, there was still blood on the gauze.

Qi Pan's face was very pale, without a trace of blood, even her lips were pale, and her eyelashes cast a little shadow under her eyes. She looked extremely fragile and out of reach, as if she would break if touched.

Ying Zheng felt a little panic for no reason. He quickly ran to Qi Pan, held his breath, and gently touched her cheek with his hand.

After confirming that she was still warm, he slowly leaned over and kissed her between the eyebrows.

Imperial Master, I am willing to exchange the rest of my life for your happiness.