【Zhou Ye】The King of Luoyang

"come in."

Ye Xiu removed the latch, opened the front door, let these people in, and led them into the front hall with the lights on.

The two soldiers put Zhou Zekai on the armchair, went out, closed the door tightly, and stood guard outside.

Jiang Botao looked around the four walls of the room, the medicine buckets were full of medicine buckets.There was a door on the south wall, which connected the front hall to the backyard. If Wang Jiexi heard the noise and rushed over, he had to come out through this door, and he waited anxiously.

When he got close to the chair, Zhou Zekai's back slackened, he could not bear the weight of his body, and he collapsed on the back of the chair, bit by bit, his pain surfaced bit by bit, on his tightly pursed lips and tense joints .

For the night consultation, a high-wattage lamp was installed in the front hall. Under the lamp, Ye Xiu's eyes were glued to Zhou Zekai's body.He wore the unique air of desolation after the slaughter, his face was as white as paper, his cheeks were dyed red, his eyes were scattered, and the two strands of hair on his forehead were disheveled, soaked in sweat, and hung down. Unbuttoning a few buttons reveals the white edge of the coat, which is also drenched with sweat.

"Isn't this sick?" Ye Xiu pointed to the bandage wrapped tightly around Zhou Zekai's leg.

"It was injured by an arrow." Jiang Botao patiently explained to this person he thought was irrelevant.

"It's not just the arrow wound, right?" Ye Xiu asked again.

Jiang Botao planned to wait for Wang Jiexi to come before explaining in detail, so he didn't reply to Ye Xiu's words. Instead, he urged him to ask, is Mr. Wang up yet? Why isn't he here yet?

Ye Xiu twirled the fake beard on his upper lip to make sure it was still there, put his hands behind his back, and said with a straight chest, "I am."

Jiang Botao was startled when he heard the words, why, Wang Jiexi changed?Only then did he take a closer look at the man in front of him. He was about in his early 40s. Not only his figure but also his appearance were ordinary, with no features, so it was difficult to impress people who met him for the first time.He wasn't familiar with Ye Xiu enough, and he was too concerned about the matter, how could he have thought that this was the changed Ye Xiu.Jiang Botao's tone was also a bit unfriendly, "I have met Mr. Wang once." That means, I won't confuse two people who are so different from each other, you can't fool me.

"Oh," Ye Xiu clapped his fists, as if he had suddenly realized, "You're looking for my nephew Jiexi! What a coincidence, he's gone on a trip!" There was a bit of regret for Jiang Botao in his words.

It has to be said that Ye Xiu pretended to be the fabricated "Wang Dayan", not only did he have a perfect voice for the vicissitudes of his age, but also his tone of voice was a little vulgar, in line with his countryman's background.

"What, he's not in the hospital right now?"

"Yes."

Jiang Botao's expression changed again and again, "Where can I find him?"

Ye Xiu replied, "This...who knows."

Jiang Botao also knew that what he was asking was nonsense, it was possible to travel anywhere, even if someone else went looking for it, whether he could find it had nothing to do with Zhou Zekai's ability to survive until then.He paced back and forth for two steps, his riding boots thumping on the brick floor, and finally he seemed to have made up his mind and said, "If you bother me so much, let's take our leave." As he spoke, he was going to help Zhou Zekai get up.

When Jiang Botao was sizing up Ye Xiu, Ye Xiu had been looking at Zhou Zekai, looking around and asking about everything. Seeing that the process was almost completed, he slowly stopped him, "You want to treat this official's arrow wound, right?"

Jiang Botao froze temporarily, "Yes."

"That doesn't need my nephew Jie Xi, I'll treat him."

The unattractive Mr. Wang spoke shockingly. Jiang Botao was taken aback. After he was shocked, he hesitated. , and it’s not an ordinary injury.”

Ye Xiu laughed, "Is it an ordinary person? No one can cure him, he will turn into a dead person. As for my medical skills, Jie Xi is my nephew, what do you think of my medical skills?"

Is it related to whose nephew is the genius doctor and whose medical skills are good?But compared to this, this unreliable person doesn't understand Zhou Zekai's injury, but he can see that no one can cure him, his eyesight is extraordinary.

Jiang Botao's hesitation didn't stop, Ye Xiu's "very important" came again, "If you don't believe me, why don't you let me guess what kind of injury he suffered first, and see if it's right." Ye Xiu took a step forward, "Sternly said, If I'm not mistaken, this unusual official was injured at the base of his left thigh."

Do you need to say that, the bandage is tied there!

Before Jiang Botao's face turned warm.Ye Xiu said again, "Is he poisoned? The poison is on the arrow that hit him."

Jiang Botao nodded with mixed feelings.His hesitation is not unreasonable. If a dead horse is treated as a living horse, he has to see whoever treats him.After Zhou Zekai was injured, he thought the wound was an ordinary arrow wound, but he bandaged it without thinking. Half a day later, the injury worsened, and all the military doctors said that the young commander was poisoned. What kind of poison did he suffer from? This one looks like that, He couldn't make up his mind, so he didn't dare to take medicine casually. After another half day, the toxin erosion became more serious, and the whole army was worried.Jiang Botao heard that Wang Jiexi was attending a clinic at the Weicaotang branch, so he took Zhou Zekai back to the city overnight, but he didn't expect that this king is not the other king... Jiang Botao simply said that, it was equivalent to indirectly warning this Mr. Wang that he has a heavy responsibility, if you want to Take care, if something goes wrong, you only have to die.

No one speaks, thinking before and after thinking, waiting for a decision to make a decision.

There was a lifeless stillness in the room, and the sound of the soles of riding boots tapping the ground dominated the stillness and absorbed it.Jiang Botao didn't move at all, the only sound could only be - Zhou Zekai's voice, Jiang and Ye looked at him together.

"Let him treat it." Zhou Zekai said.He was panting badly, his breath was vain, as if his throat was strangled, and he couldn't catch his breath, and it took him a lot of energy to say these few words.

Zhou Zekai was indeed the one who said the best things here. As soon as his words came out, Jiang Botao couldn't object. He backed away and gave Zhou Zekai to Ye Xiu. What's your name, sir?"

This is the big question mark, Ye Xiu moved to the counter to search for things, without looking up, "Wang Dayan."

Jiang Botao didn't say the name of this countryman, but Zhou Zekai, who couldn't catch his breath, had to say, "Good name."

Ye Xiu took a pair of tailor's scissors and came out with the unsteady steps of a half-aged man. He squatted in front of Zhou Zekai, "It's too troublesome to take off his pants. It's best not to let him move too much and speed up the poisonous gas."

Jiang Botao understood, "What do you need me to do?"

The tip of the scissors dipped into the fabric on Zhou Zekai's thigh, and Ye Xiu ordered, "You must not touch me, otherwise this unusual official may end up forever."

"Just call him Mr. Zhou." Jiang Botao looked at Zhou Zekai, then at the scissors.

In other words, Ye Xiu's quick work made Jiang Botao feel relieved.The scissors swam, cut off the trousers, and removed the bandages. Ye Xiu picked up the oil lamp, lowered his head, and was about to look at the wound when he straightened up suddenly and exclaimed, "Oops!" in a tone of remorse and hatred.

Zhou Zekai was already half confused. Jiang Botao's shock overwhelmed Ye Xiu, and hurriedly asked what was wrong. Ye Xiu sat on the armchair opposite, took Zhou Zekai's hand, stretched it flat on the table, four fingers slightly bent, Put it on his wrist, and said with a smile, "I forgot to take the pulse first."

Jiang Botao is helpless at the moment, who can he tell anyone?He stared at Ye Xiu closely, the doctor's expression was enough to reveal a lot.

Ye Xiu now looked like a high-spirited doctor, and his face, which had been robbed by "Feng Shuang", showed seriousness and solemnity.He was fighting against Zhou Zekai's pulse.

It's really tricky...

In such a trance, his hand seemed to be really caught by the "thorn", and a force wrapped around his wrist like an iron shackle.Ye Xiu looked down, and it turned out that Zhou Zekai was holding him with his backhand, and he was still holding him tightly.

Zhou Zekai's palms were extremely hot, and he was sweating. His five fingers were getting tighter and tighter, and the strength was getting stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to weld his hand to Ye Xiu's wrist.

Ye Xiu's bones shrank from the pain, and he was afraid of showing his fake face in his expression, so he resisted moving, and said to Jiang Botao who rushed up, "Don't worry, it's probably caused by poison."

Jiang Botao saw that Zhou Zekai's eyes were half-closed, like a puppet being manipulated by strings. This really didn't seem like a conscious action, so he asked suspiciously, "I didn't have this symptom before."

"That means the symptoms have become serious." Ye Xiu shook his head and said, "What other symptoms did Mr. Zhou have before?"

Jiang Botao searched in his memory, "Fever, night sweats, nausea, severe thirst, and occasionally babbling." There are more babbling words than usual, does this count?

Zhou Zekai's hand was still on Ye Xiu's wrist, Ye Xiu let him go, and touched the back of his hand with the other hand to comfort him.

"What is he raving about?" Ye Xiu turned to Jiang Botao.

Who would remember the nonsense so clearly, "Does this matter?"

"Yes, it may be hallucinations. Knowing his hallucinations will help me judge toxicity."

"Ye Xiu..." The voice floated out softly and condensed into a ball, unable to move away for a long time. If one didn't look at the scene, one would probably think it was the lingering murmur of spring between married couples.

"That's it." Jiang Botao pointed to Zhou Zekai.

"..." Ye Xiu seemed to be whipped by a whip drenched in salt water, and his back straightened.He hurried to the rescue, sighed out the anger of being too old to see through all kinds of grievances in the world, "Those who fall into hallucinations and still think about them must be sworn enemies. This week, Mr. Zhou has a temper."

Jiang Botao's expression darkened, and he said slowly, "No, it's someone who loves deeply but can't catch him.

Ye Xiu almost bit his tongue, Zhou Zekai was just acting, why are you messing around.The king wants his ministers to enter the drama, is the minister more involved in the drama than the king!