Don't be a prince

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The red-eyed Li Shimin drew out the guard's horizontal knife casually, and when he swung it round, he was about to hack this trash to death!

Wei Zheng rushed out from the side, stopped in front of the imperial doctor and said, "Your Majesty, how can you be so angry! For the present plan, His Highness should be sent to the doctor Sun, I am afraid that only the doctor Sun can do it!"

After hearing Wei Zheng's words, Li Shimin put down the horizontal knife and ordered the guards to escort the carriage to the academy.

Fortunately, this place is not far from the Weishui River, otherwise it would really make people wonder what to do.

Zhang Yun, with half of his face and two eyes in a mess, knelt beside Li Chengqian, feeding him a little water from time to time as he ordered.

"Your Highness, it's all the slave's fault, slave..."

Taking a long breath, resisting the boundless drowsiness, Li Chengqian sighed: "I don't blame you, I asked you alone at that time, and you turned around to answer. You are also stupid, don't you know how to justify yourself?"

Zhang Yunqiang smiled to himself, not knowing what to say.In front of the emperor, what qualifications does a mere eunuch, even the emperor's personal eunuch, have to say a word?

Probably, only this Highness can allow the servant to make an excuse, or in other words, be willing to listen to the servant's excuse!

At this moment, Zhang Yun finally understood that those eunuchs and maids were desperate to join the Crown Prince.

He really treats eunuchs and maids as human beings...

Sun Simiao did not go to the mountains to collect herbs like in the past, which made the monarchs and ministers of the Tang Dynasty heave a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the crown prince was taken into some "sterile room" by Sun Simiao, only three or five medical students were called in, and the exhausted people sat down on the ground.

Looking at the closed door, Li Shimin prayed sincerely to heaven for the first time, hoping that he would give himself, the true emperor, a face.

- Aseptic room

Feeling the sharp pain from the alcohol sprayed from the bamboo sprayer and sprinkled on the wound, Li Chengqian gasped continuously.

"Old Sun, you can't spray less, it's all on my legs!"

Sun Simiao, who was wearing a linen mask and a clean linen coat, snorted coldly and said, "You were the one who told the old man the reason for doing this. How come you can't stand it now?"

After thoroughly cleaning up the environment, Sun Simiao finally untied the root of his thigh that was tied by the broken step of the dragon robe. A lot of black blood oozes from the scab on the wound almost instantly.

"Don't look, I asked Zhang Yun to help me loosen the bandage along the way to restore blood circulation. But if I put it down again, I guess I will lose too much blood and die."

Seeing Li Chengqian's injury, the old Taoist still held back his outstretched hand.

"You're still poor! Seeing that you are pale all over, it is estimated that you have lost the limit of your blood loss. Next, the old man will set your bones. If you make a mistake, your life will hang by a thread."

Seeing the horrible injury, Li Chengqian sighed and asked, "Old Sun, how sure are you?"

Sun Simiao looked up at Li Chengqian, but said nothing.

The next moment, Li Chengqian felt that his left leg, which was already in excruciating pain, seemed to be leaving him.

Countless gold stars scattered in the eyes, obviously panting, but always felt that he was suffocating.

I don't know how long later, just after Li Chengqian felt that he was going to die, Sun Simiao's voice sounded:

"Prince, the old man has tried his best, but it is difficult for your bones to be aligned. Even if they are barely aligned, they will probably be misplaced when you recover from your injuries."

Taking a long breath, shaking off the painful tears, Li Chengqian gritted his teeth and asked, "Old Sun, what do you mean, I will become a cripple in the future?"

"It's still the best case."

Hearing Sun Simiao's words, Li Chengqian laughed miserably.

The so-called "butterfly flapping its wings" in later generations is mostly the so-called science created by a bunch of bricks and mortars. At least flapping one wing causes a storm, which is purely added when you are full.

I am the best example. Even though I have made such a fuss in Datang, I still haven't been able to avoid the fate of breaking my leg.

It's not that he didn't think about these possibilities along the way. If fate is destined, then it doesn't make sense that he can save so many wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks!

That being the case, it can only be said that his butterfly's wings were not flapping violently enough to affect the Kumoxi tribe.

Then, Kumoxi paid tribute to a batch of good horses.

Then, the most handsome but most problematic of these good horses were given to him by the emperor.

Then, break your leg.

Reasonable, but also unreasonable.It is said that Yushen can measure impermanence, but who can control the bits and pieces around him to infer everything in the future?Do you still eat or not, sleep or not?

Seeing Li Chengqian's silence, Sun Simiao sighed and said, "The old Taoist knows that you feel uncomfortable, but it's very hard to save your life. If the wound is infected, even if you are a prince, you have to amputate. Didn't you say that the old lady in the grassland You Xixi, are you always unwilling to help the soldiers make the decision to amputate? Now that it’s on me, why can’t I make a choice?”

Li Chengqian let out a miserable laugh, gritted his teeth and said to Sun Simiao: "Sun Daochang, since we met today, I will teach you a new way to treat bone injuries, and then teach you a new way to treat excessive blood loss. ?”

Sun Simiao's eyes lit up. He was really helpless with this injury. If Li Chengqian had a solution, he wouldn't mind giving it a try.

"This method is very risky. You go and call Yan Liben and ask him to bring the new rivets and external connecting iron pieces used to fix student stools. Then go to my office. There is something that looks like a bamboo tube in the drawer. Finally, call Father Emperor in, I have something to say."

Sun Simiao nodded, and immediately ordered two of his students to call for someone to fetch these things, and invite the emperor in by the way.

The closed door opened, and the two hurried away. Li Shimin was about to stop one to ask, when he saw the third person salute him, saying that the prince invited him over.

He walked into the room with his fists clenched, on the hospital bed, the prince was still smiling with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Sun Daochang, how are you?"

Sun Simiao sighed, walked to the window, and left space for the father and son.

Li Chengqian patted the bed next to him: "Father, come here, I have something to say to you."

After all, it was the emperor, who calmly walked to Li Chengqian's side.

"Father, Mr. Sun also said that I can't keep my leg. Even if it can be cured, I will become a cripple in the best case. I don't want to be a cripple, so I have to try it myself. It is risky to do so. might die straight away."

Li Shimin couldn't help but wiped Li Chengqian's tears with his hand, and said softly: "Do you think I will despise my son as a lame? You think too much, my throne must belong to you, and my country belongs to you too." , who dares to persuade me, I will cut him into five horses! What's wrong with being lame? Don't tell me that you don't know about Sun Bin, he can do great things after being punished, why can't you?"

Li Chengqian chuckled: "I know what my father means, but I don't want to be a cripple, I would rather die than die, I beg my father to help me!"

Looking at Li Chengqian's firm and unquestionable eyes, Li Shimin sighed, walked aside, and said nothing more.

Soon, the few things Li Chengqian asked for were delivered.

After all disinfection, including the emperor, was invited to the next door for disinfection, Li Chengqian explained to Sun Simiao and Yan Liben the principle of "plate internal fixation" and the secret of human blood type.

There is a high probability that the son will inherit the blood type of one of the parents. Now that the eldest grandson is not here, even if she is, Li Chengqian can't bear to draw her blood with a needle made of bamboo.

There was no stainless steel in Datang. Although Bailian Steel was strong, it would rust. It was dangerous to use this thing for surgery, but Li Chengqian couldn't accept it when he thought that he would become crippled in the future.

Now that Lao Tzu was reborn on Li Chengqian's body, he would never accept his fate and become a cripple with a dark heart!

After Sun Simiao and Yan Liben found out what they were going to do, although they felt horrified, they made sense.

After the emperor had finished disinfecting his whole body and came in, Sun Simiao sighed and picked up the drill that had been disinfected.

When Li Shimin wondered why a drill was used to treat diseases, he saw Sun Simiao picked up the drill and drilled directly into the crown prince's bone! ! !

No matter how hard a person can endure pain, he has his own limit.

Fortunately, he had already handed over the operation process to Sun Simiao and Yan Liben.

As for the emperor....

Tsk, it's a good thing to draw some blood for your son, and it can also promote the regeneration of your own blood, right?

When he woke up from the boundless darkness, Li Chengqian realized that he was still alive.

Regardless of joy, he looked around, looking for a figure.

There was only one Zhang Yun, wearing the simplest protective clothing, sitting by the bed and sighing.

Sensing that the prince woke up, Zhang Yun quickly put his ear to it.

"Your Highness, don't worry. Sun Daochang said that the operation was successful. Your bones will grow back on their own. I don't know why. He said that he will cut it open again and take out the iron plate inside. Your Majesty is fine. It’s just that your body is a little weak, and I asked my servant to tell you that you are his son in the first place, and I draw some blood to give him a second life. Since he gave you a second life, you can’t commit suicide no matter what, even if you don’t The same goes for recovering."

After speaking, Zhang Yun rushed out excitedly, presumably to pass on the good news.

Having no time to pay attention to the cheers from outside, Li Chengqian now feels that he is really dying.

I didn't have any strength in my whole body, and I kept giving myself a sense of existence in my left leg-it hurts!

It's just that the pain has diminished a lot, and I don't know if Sun Simiao took medicine.

Are you out of your mind?Why did you take blood for surgery at the risk of [-]/[-] the chance of dying?

But if you think about it, it may not be a brain twitch.Even now, if you let yourself choose, you will choose to desperately resist the fate of being a cripple.

In life after being lame, there is no such thing as bouncing around!

It can be seen that the room is the ward of Laosun Medical College. This compassionate old bastard happened to see the design drawings when he was visiting his office, so the medical school originally had six rooms with one and three floors. A one-story and four-story building with twelve houses was added.

However, this time I have to thank this old bastard. I guess no one would dare to drill holes in the prince's leg bones except him.

It was very noisy outside the room, Li Chengqian turned his head as much as possible, and saw a pretty face with beautiful cut eyes appeared outside the door, but the face was a little blurry, I don't know if it was from crying, or the glass was not clear enough.

After returning a smile as much as possible, Li Chengqian turned his head to one side, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

It is better to rest when you have no energy, so that you can gather some strength to swallow food.

Only when you are full can you recover quickly!

Chapter 216 rumors

After the operation, people will definitely be weak. Chinese medicine calls it a serious injury to vitality, so Li Chengqian not only has to fight against his pain nerves every day, but also drinks various tonics.

Asking the emperor's father to give him a blood transfusion is not only a bet on the unknown probability of having the same blood type, but also a bet that he will not be unlucky to encounter some kind of disease.After all, blood transfusions between close relatives have a very low probability of triggering that disease, but as long as it is triggered, there is a [-]% mortality rate.

But now it seems that God still favors him, and he didn't bump into either of these two.

Wound inflammation is unavoidable. Although Sun Simiao used a lot of normal saline and alcohol, it is tantamount to wishful thinking if there is no infection in this era.

Fortunately, the several anti-inflammatory ointments developed by Lao Sun worked well, and the small inflammation was suppressed after all.

He lay there for ten days. After ten days, Sun Simiao allowed outsiders to come in.

The first pair to enter the ward was naturally the empress.

"Well, I have inherited some of my temper at such a young age. I would rather die than be a cripple? It's quite imposing, but if you die, how will I deal with myself? His heart can be punished! Extremely unfilial! "

Although he babbled endlessly, Li Shimin was always smiling.

Seeing that the emperor had been scolding his son, the eldest grandson slapped him without hesitation: "If you want to talk more, go out if you don't know how to speak. Is it better if you don't see my son?"

At this time, the queen is the hen who protects the cubs, and even the emperor has no choice but to step aside.

Although the weather turned cold and the eldest grandson had already changed into thick clothes, she could still see her bulging belly.

This is probably Princess Chengyang!

"Mother, you are pregnant with your younger sister, but your son makes you worry. How unfilial!"

"It's nothing, as long as you are good than anything else. By the way, how do you know that the mother's belly is a princess?"

"Uh, guess, guess! It would be great if it was a younger sister. Qing Que walks around in front of the ward door all day. It's really annoying. If it's a younger sister, it won't be like this."

The eldest grandson didn't care about Li Chengqian's words.She doesn't care whether the one in her stomach is a boy or a girl.Anyway, I have already given birth to three sons, so it doesn't matter if the next ones are all daughters.

"Take good care of your wounds. I have ordered Zhang Jian to attack Kumoxi to vent your anger on you! This time, you may have suffered the disaster for me. How do you look at that horse? Why has it been trained? The traces of the past. Hmph! The small tribes in the outskirts dare to follow the heart of the country!"

There is no need for the emperor to say, Li Chengqian also has a little guess.No matter how fierce the horse is, at best it will throw people off, why does it run so hard, so fast?If I hadn't dropped my left leg to the ground that day with the idea of ​​giving up my leg for my life to slow down the impact, I might have lost my life.

After all, the place where he fell was a river beach, which was full of stones!

"Father, doesn't Zhang Jian still have to be wary of Goryeo? Why should he be mobilized to attack Kumoxi? Although Kumoxi is close to the Tang Dynasty, there are places such as Khitan and Baijiaohe behind it, which have a lot to do with it." It is possible to move the whole body!"

The surrounding area of ​​the Tang Dynasty can be said to be surrounded by enemies, but the most complicated area is the Northeast region, not to mention Goryeo, which made Emperor Yangdi lose, as well as Kumoxi, Baiyu, Khitan, and various Mohe tribes, which can be said to be extremely messy .These groups were at war almost all the time, but if the Central Plains attacked one of them, the rest would immediately stop fighting and join forces to fight the enemy.Otherwise, how could Emperor Sui Yang not be able to defeat a Goryeo?

Are those bastards in Bangzi Land very powerful?It can only be said that the most influential is the messy forces there, otherwise, how could Goryeo be so difficult to attack, and its power can be compared to the Eastern Turks?

Li Shimin clenched his fists and said: "It's okay, even if you don't annihilate Kumoxi, let them know who is the most powerful. Originally, Kumoxi belonged to East Turkic, but now that Eastern Turkic is destroyed, they actually intend to belong to Khitan. So it seems that they really need a lesson!"

Li Chengqian couldn't help but laugh. The decision made by the emperor always has two, or even three purposes.As for whether it can be interpreted, it depends on how well you know the emperor.

Sun Simiao coughed at the door of the house. Facing the attending doctor, even if the family members were emperors and empresses, they could only go out by touching their noses and saluting to thank Sun Simiao.

There are few people who can bear the etiquette of the emperor and empress, and Sun Simiao happens to be one of them.

After closing the door and disinfecting the environment, Sun Simiao opened the bandage on Li Chengqian's leg to check the recovery of the wound.

"The inflammation has been suppressed. Even if you don't apply the medicine in the future, you will be fine. How do you feel now? Can you lift your legs?"

Li Chengqian tried it, but he could only raise his leg after slack for many days, and then the severe pain from the wound made him have to let it go.

"It doesn't seem to be a serious problem. After the wound is removed in a few days, you can go for a stroll in a wheelchair and enjoy the sun. As for when you will walk around, it's hard to say. Now your broken bone is covered with iron plates and The iron nails are fixed, and once they are disconnected, it is easy to cause variables.”

Li Chengqian nodded: "Don't worry, Daoist Sun, I know what's in my heart. I'm sorry to trouble you these days!"