Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

The water transportation in Yecheng is far inferior to the convenience and prosperity along the Yangtze River, and it is even more deserted in this snowy midwinter.In order to avoid trouble, Li Yinzhou chose this sparsely populated waterway, but he still didn't expect to encounter an ambush at this time.

The icy blade pierced through the thin ice of the river, and approached the neck from all directions. This group of unknown bandits were definitely not water thieves who robbed money. Every knife was intended to kill him!

Li Yinzhou clenched the long-sleeved crossbow/arrow tightly with both hands, and leaned against the wet and cold side of the ship. He couldn't see the appearance and uniform of this group of raiders clearly, but from their murderous aura, he could also vaguely Guess whose order it was.

The little soldier who saw him off didn't guard against this change, and was more than a foot away from the silver blade that swung through the water. His hurried steps were cut by the long/sword blocking the way, and he almost didn't fall into the river.

Everything is only in the blink of an eye.

The sharp knife that was dripping with icy water had already pressed onto Li Yinzhou's back in an instant, and the blade slid through the fine snow with a gleam of cold light.

"Crackling!"

At this very moment, Li Yinzhou exerted force with his five fingers tightly grasping the arrow feathers, his body rolled along the edge of the ship's side, and with the momentum of the chopping knife, he slashed the coir raincoat and the green shirt inside into two pieces, Even the crossbow/arrow that was nailed to death was cut off by the horizontal knife, leaving only the white stubble trembling in the air.

At the same time as the cloth shattered, the swung sharp knife flew into the air, and the unstoppable momentum of the knife slashed into the string of the boat with a click, with such force that the killer who swung the knife could not pull it out for a moment.

If this knife hits Li Yinzhou's vest smoothly, a bloody hole may have been pierced. The killer who has been in ambush for a long time can hardly believe that this frail gentleman has such a quick reaction. It seems that he is deliberately guarding against them. generally.

Li Yinzhou snatched his life from the edge of the knife, and also escaped from the crossbow/arrow. His eyes flicked past the silvery light of the knife, and quickly settled on the hatch half-covered by the bamboo curtain beside him.

Without thinking too much, he took advantage of the flying rags to obscure the enemy's vision, and rolled into the cabin.

As soon as the palms landed, the warm and viscous liquid covered the back of the hands.

An ominous smell of blood loomed in the calm air in the cabin.

All the sounds of wind, snow, and hustle and bustle outside the cabin were a bit hazy, and in the slightly dark cabin, Li Yinzhou clearly felt a lazy step approaching from behind.

The same lazy voice came to my ears: "Mr. Li is so assured that there is no ambush in the boat? If the Wei soldiers from just now were still there, you would have been a dead body."

There seemed to be another sound of swords and soldiers outside. Li Yinzhou adjusted his breath, squinted his eyes and slowly adapted to the dark environment: "Ambush is about surprise and one-hit kills. If there are still ambushes in the boat, they should have responded to the surprise attack in the water just now. Why bother?" Wait until this moment?"

Wei Bing ambushed meticulously, how could he miss a corner of the cabin?It just means that someone has already made a move first, and the oriole cleared out the ambush inside who was about to make a move in the back ground.

whatever its purpose.

After all, it's not for my own life.

Listening to his brief introduction, the man didn't seem to be surprised. He waded through the bloody water on the ground with unrestrained steps, and finally turned to Li Yinzhou.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a straight nose, he is a young man.

Li Yinzhou always felt that this person was quite familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember the name anyway.

The young man stared at him carelessly, but with a thumbs up, he pulled out the sword.

As Qing Feng slowly passed his field of vision, the scabbard hanging on the young man's waist tilted out at a steep angle, and he watched Li Yinzhou's face unhurriedly, with a hint of threat in his gaze: "Don't hide it!" Sir, I came to Weidu thousands of miles just to ask you to help me save people, if you agree to accompany me, there will be nothing wrong with the scraps of soldiers outside, if you are proud and unyielding, I will save you from offending the King of Wei."

Li Yinzhou has always ignored personal grievances in practicing medicine, and his ability to use the four characters of being proud and unyielding shows how deeply the forces behind the young man have had a relationship with him.

He looked back at the young man's cold face, and raised his eyebrows amusedly: "Oh? Why don't you tell me who it is."

The boy's eyes flashed, and he replied without hesitation: "Prince Han."

Wei has replaced Han, and now the only one who claims to be Emperor Han is the one in Shuzhong.

Li Yinzhou's eyes gradually froze, and finally found a familiar shadow on the young man's unruly face: "Who are you, Mr. Mi Fang?"

Seeing that he recognized him, the young man did not hide it, and admitted very readily: "I am Mi Zhao, and Mi Gong is my grandfather, but I am different from him, so don't try to tease me."

All right, Li Yinzhou sighed silently in his heart.

This is public enmity and personal grievances coming to the door together.

In the confident eyes of the other party, he cast a helpless smile: "I'm afraid I have no choice."

Mi Zhao nodded approvingly, admiring the other party's approach very much, and was even more satisfied that Wei Bing's ambush saved him a lot of trouble.

He just said it.

There is no need to ask General Zhao for instructions, isn't this trivial matter easy to handle?

When the two of them stepped out of the cabin door one after the other, the swordsmen and the hustle and bustle just now were all silent in the vast expanse of falling snow, only countless corpses lying on their backs floating in the thin waves sandwiched with crushed ice, indicating that there had been a fierce fight just now .

The soldier seeing off was heaving and panting in the lingering fear of escaping from the dead. Before he understood how this series of twists and turns happened, Mr. Li, who had rolled into the cabin, stepped off the boat, his messy clothes shredded into strands. , was already stained with blood, but his expression was still calm and easy-going, and he walked towards them without squinting.

"Are there any casualties?"

The little soldier was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "No, no, they were shot into a sieve by the archers in the distance as soon as they jumped onto the boat. We are all safe and sound, as long as there is nothing wrong, sir."

Li Yinzhou nodded to him: "Do you know how to repay him?"

The soldier looked at him in bewilderment.

He didn't really understand the situation either.

The young man who just walked out with Mr. walked around the river, strode over, and threw the blood-stained weapon and crossbow/arrow in front of him: "All the equipment in the army is recorded, let your trash The master will know as soon as he checks."

Xiao Bing's heart surged, and he was about to argue, but he saw the bloody remnant sleeve floating past his eyes.

Those slender and handsome hands stretched out, picked up one of the broken feather arrows without fear of blood stains, put it in the palm of the hand and turned it around.

The blood-stained stubble also oozes bright red water droplets.

He stared blankly at the feathered arrow, and then heard Mr. Li's plain voice: "You are the servant of the Marquis of Anxiang, and you are supposed to protect the Marquis of Anxiang. I am afraid that these thieves have found the wrong target. Build it."

No... the little soldier was about to argue, but this group of people was obviously going for Mr. Li, when he heard two low and wild laughs above his head.

The young man held Qingfeng in his arms, his gaze rested lazily on Li Yinzhou's hand, his chest trembled slightly with a smile: "Mr. Li really has sinister intentions, I have seen it."

Xiaobing still didn't understand the key point, and stared up at Mr. Li embarrassingly.

Li Yinzhou threw the arrow in his hand into his helpless arms: "You take these evidences, just tell your master like this, he will naturally know how to report to His Majesty."

Just finished explaining here.

The archers who were in charge of intercepting the ambush in the distance had collected their armor and assembled quickly.

Xiaobing still remembered the mission of this trip, and looked at Li Yinzhou with some hesitation: "This is sir..."

Li Yinzhou slowly wiped the blood and mud on his hands with his broken sleeve, his eyes glanced at the smiling and silent young man, and he said: "Don't worry, we are friends."

……

Inside Jianmen Pass, the spring thunder rolls, silky rain stains the coir raincoat like sorrow, splashes misty light smoke, and hangs between people's eyebrows sadly.

Liu Bei sat beside Prince Liu Chan's sickbed, and saw that the sick young man's cheeks were flushed, and his whole body was burned to death. Countless abscesses crowded around the protruding cheekbones, making him lose the vitality of a young man. I can't see the slightest appearance of the old days.

He couldn't help but frowned deeply, and his eyes fell on the sole heir coldly.

For Liu Chan, he really had high hopes, but he didn't want the sky to have no eyes and make him suffer from such a disease.Guan Yu's death had already made him feel heartbroken. If there were any troubles between his parents and his son, he really didn't know how to face the blue sky and never complain.

According to the news, the moose went ahead and "invited" Li Yinzhou to come, and was crossing the south of the Yangtze River all the way. This is rare good news in the rainy days.

What followed was the news that Wei Minister Sima Yi failed to assassinate Anxiang Hou Cao Zhi.

One time the soldiers came to the Prime Minister's mansion to make a bloodbath, and the other time they followed him to kill the killer. The old and new accounts were settled together. Even the Wei Emperor Cao Pi could not be blindly partial.

Interestingly, although Cao Pi had to deprive Sima Yi of his position as a military governor and temporarily assign this position to his father's adopted son Cao Zhen, he promoted Sima Yi to the position of Shangshu Youpushe, and added him to the position of servant. The status of the subordinate has been raised again.

Liu Bei turned his suppressed eyes to the side: "What do you think of the military division?"

Zhuge Liang was nearly forty years old, and there were already some wrinkles on Qing Huang's face, but he was still much younger than Liu Bei.At this moment, he also turned his attention to Wei Di's letter, and shook his head calmly and casually.

"After the Jiangling War in the past, Sun Quan also mentioned Zhou Lang as a partial general, but did not give him the real power of governor. Wei Emperor's move was just to follow the example of his predecessors."

Ming Sheng secretly moved, but the method used by the emperors in ancient times, found a crate to cut the military power, even if he was as smart as Sima Yi, I am afraid it would be difficult to turn around in a short period of time.

Liu Bei said noncommittally, "But Zhou Lang will be reused soon."

Zhuge Liang nodded calmly: "That's because Wu lacks people to use. Although Lu Su is shrewd and experienced, his plan does not suit Sun Quan's appetite after all. Only Zhou Lang, who is enterprising and enterprising, agrees with him. Now that Cao Pi has been established as the emperor, I am afraid that it is just a matter of time." If he wants to rest and recuperate, he doesn't want a visionary like Sima Yi, let alone be able to be controlled by him. So he chose Cao Zhen, Cao Zhen, after all, they are Cao's family."

No matter how powerful the chess piece is, if it is not restrained, it can only become a threat under the authority.

No matter how Cao Pi concealed his intentions, the purpose of this move has been clearly revealed.

What Liu Bei cared more about was that the whistleblower was Cao Zhi himself, and the benevolent Marquis of Anxiang had never had such scheming, let alone such boldness. People are behind it giving advice.

What kind of god is it that caused Sima Yi to suffer from being dumb?

Mi Zhao's letter did not mention this matter.

But at the moment when Li Yinzhou appeared in Wei, he didn't believe in such a coincidence.

His eyes sank down, and through the densely-sealed bamboo slips, Liu Bei saw his own father and son frowning in pain. He had always disliked the child's stupidity, but now he was inexplicably worried—if he was smarter, sober, Some, if he can tell where the pain is and where the disease starts, maybe that school of witch doctors in Sichuan can also be useful, so that he won't be so sick that he has to search for Li Yinzhou who has been hiding among the people for many years.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Zhuge Liang comforted in a low voice, "Cao Cao suffered from a chronic illness in the past, and he could prolong his life for more than ten years under his hands. I think Mr. Li has some methods, and the prince will surely turn the danger into good luck."

Thinking of the old opponent he had fought with for half his life, Liu Bei couldn't help but stroked his forehead, his expression became even more sad: "When you say it, I remember that my second brother was in the Cao camp in the past, no matter how intimidating Cao Cao would not To work for it, I don’t know if they will talk about the lonely family when they meet in Jiuquan.”

Speaking of his sadness, his cloudy and yellow eyelids flickered slightly: "...fortunately, I still have my third younger brother. He is in Langzhong to organize the army. I don't know how he is doing."

Zhuge Liang listened quietly without interrupting.

At this moment, Liu Bei just needs a silent audience, no one can intervene in the deep feelings of the three brothers from a young age.

Even him.

Liu Bei was slightly sad for a moment, and quickly packed up his heart, his eyes gradually became cold in the twilight: "Lv Meng killed his second brother, so he wants the whole Wu land to be buried with him!"

It wasn't until this moment that Zhuge Liang spoke calmly: "Your Majesty, Wu has occupied the defense line of the Yangtze River, and we have lost General Guan Yu again. I am afraid that no one can replace us for a while, so it is better to leave it for later."

Simple words, hidden mystery.

If you just persuade Liu Bei to give up attacking Wu due to the war situation, it will inevitably slap the emperor's face. The sentence "no one can replace" has already promoted Guan Yu to the extreme, and it has also given Liu Bei's condolences to his younger brother, and gave him a very appropriate one. Under the steps, there is almost no place to be picky.

Liu Bei felt the tenderness and prudence in the words of the military advisor who had been with him for many years, and he softened his heart for a moment: "What Kong Ming said is very true. He is lonely and confused. Let's continue to organize the army and gather momentum."

Zhuge Liang said: "Yes."

As soon as the conversation between the monarch and his ministers came to an end, Yuanyao heard the sound of unrestrained footsteps outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, the minister has returned with orders!"

The clear and clear voice of the young man passed through the long hall, echoing the ringing sound.

Liu Bei couldn't help frowning: "There are no rules, he should be disciplined more by his grandmother."

Zhuge Liang smiled slowly: "Since ancient times, young heroes have been born, Your Majesty should be happy that Madam Mi has such grandchildren."

These words vaguely reminded Liu Bei of Mi Fang's betrayal and loss of Jiangling. Only because of Mrs. Mi and her family behind him who had been with him for many years, he had to let this person live freely.

This elk photo is a useful material.

At this moment, he could no longer care about the Mi family's bad debts, so he waved his hand and said, "Pass."

A series of sharp voices echoed in the numerous halls. In the somewhat dim vision, the familiar voice came slowly and stopped three feet away in front of him.

After a long twilight, he could no longer see this person's face clearly, but those dim eyes were still as bright as before.

Liu Bei glanced at him quietly and smiled kindly: "Long time no see, Mr. Li."

But Li Yinzhou's gaze passed his shoulder, and his peaceful eyes suddenly sank, ignoring Liu Bei's greetings, and walked straight towards his back.

The soldiers holding iron halberds on both sides immediately made a gesture to stop them.

Liu Bei's eyes darkened, and he waved them back.

Li Yinzhou's fingertips were already resting on Liu Chan's skinny wrist, and he felt his pulse beating indistinctly under his fingers, like a single star at the foot, his heart also jumped ominously, and his face changed for a moment.

He half-kneeled in front of Liu Chan's sick bed for a long time, silent for a long time.

Seeing his expression, Mo Zhaoming stretched out his hand to grab his wrist: "What's wrong, tell me quickly!"

"Moose photo!"

Liu Bei gave an order, suppressed his eagerness, and glanced at Li Yinzhou coldly: "How is the prince?"

Li Yinzhou withdrew his hand from Mi Zhao's unwilling fist, and his eyes fell on the quiet and patient young man on the couch with complicated eyes.

Not seen for more than ten years, that silly and well-behaved child has lost his former vitality and is almost dying of illness.

He lowered his eyes, unable to hide his regret: "The crown prince's illness is probably blood disease."

Namely, leukemia.

The flat tone caused waves of waves in everyone's restrained eyes.

Almost at the same moment, Liu Bei almost jumped up: "What did you say?!"