Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

In the summer of the 13th year of Jian'an, Haichang.

The wind in June blows the rain that has not yet fallen after noon, and the damp heat seeps into the heart through the pores. Even if you shake the cattail fan and enjoy the coolness under the shade of the tree, you will sweat sticky sweat all over your back after a long time .

The farmer took a short break from the hard work, rubbed his shirt against the mud to cool off, squinted his eyes and chewed on the rare things recently.

"I heard that Duke Cao recently abolished the third Duke and became a prime minister. Even the emperor would look at his face. Could it be that our Han Dynasty is going to change our surname."

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so there is nothing to block his tongue.The other person also gulped down a cold well water, tsk tsk to savor the taste of this world: "It's not necessarily true that being an emperor is a matter of fate, just in the past hundred years, wouldn't Emperor Shang die early? Cao Gong is afraid that he will die to enjoy that blessing."

Curious eyes came over: "What do you say?"

The man said mysteriously: "I heard that Mr. Cao had a headache and hired famous doctors all over the world to diagnose and treat him, but none of them were able to cure him. Even the famous Hua Tuo was implicated and sent to prison. Could it be..."

He slapped his hands roughly on his neck, and made a decapitating gesture with his eyebrows furrowed.

The farmers whispering to each other looked at each other in silence for a moment, their dubious eyes met in the air, and they all glanced in the direction of the county government——

Speaking of miraculous doctors, I don't know how far away, but they have Mr. Li in Haichang County who has rejuvenated his body. I don't know if he can escape this time?

……

Mr. Li, who was chanted by the peasants, was holding the bamboo slips and leaning against the window coffin, his wide sleeves were casually rolled up on his wrists, his thick black long hair without a crown was only lazily pressed down with a wooden hairpin, and the warm summer wind lifted his scattered forehead hair. A few faint shadows fell in the fine crystal eyes.

Across a row of mulberry trees, Jiang Gan looked at the handsome young man in front of him.

With his reputation today, it would be considered condescending to come to visit this innocuous rural place in person, but he never thought that the most acclaimed genius doctor in the Jianghuai area besides Hua Tuo and Zhang Ji was actually a doctor. A young man with bright eyes and bright teeth at the age of a weak crown.

This is interesting.

He stalked up, waving his cattail fan, dressed in rags and lacking the elegance and refinement of his usual green clothes and jade crowns, and stepped on two rows of mud prints with his straw sandals.

Hearing the creaking footsteps, Li Yinzhou put down the unfinished draft of "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" and raised his eyes to glance at the visitor.

Jiang Gan said with a worried face, "Sir, is the genius doctor with the surname Li?"

Li Yinzhou lowered his gaze.

The eyelashes moved slightly in the breeze, and the eyes became indeterminate.It was only for a moment, he blinked, his expression became gentle again, he got up and went up unhurriedly: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Gan's heart skipped a beat, he didn't think deeply, and said bitterly according to the prepared lie: "My father has been ill recently, and the family members have visited famous doctors all over the place. They have lost everything because of this, but they have found nothing. I heard that Mr. Li has a kind heart and excellent medical skills. , I just trekked here, and I implore you to come here. I would like to be like an ox or a horse, and I only ask you to fulfill my filial piety!"

Talking, rolling down tears.

Seeing his sad face, Li Yinzhou also looked solemn, while collecting the medicine box, he asked carefully: "Where are you from, and what's wrong with your father?"

Seeing that he took the bait easily, Jiang Gan couldn't help but feel happy. He raised his hand and wiped his tears: "My name is Jiang Shishi, and I live in Yecheng. My father has a headache recently and he almost passed out. I'm a rough man who hasn't studied for a few days. People don't know what's wrong."

Li Yinzhou nodded thoughtfully.

Under Jiang Gan's cautious gaze, he nodded slowly: "I will leave a letter to my friend, Brother Jiang, wait for me."

How could Jiang Gan refuse? He rubbed his hands together and looked eagerly at him as he swiped his pen and ink, and called a little boy: "Send the letter to Captain Lu, just say that I'm going out for follow-up, don't worry."

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After crossing the Yangtze River by boat, the scenery on the north bank is very different.The misty fog in the water town is swept away by the wild wind, revealing the vast wilderness and rough mountains. The blue dome is extremely high and far away, and the sky and the earth are suddenly open and boundless.

Stepping on the streets of Yecheng, the heat hits the face, and the scorching sun makes people's temples ache suddenly.The two of them traveled around for more than a month, exhausted all the way, seeing that the sun was scorching hot, they decided to find a teahouse to cool off.

Hiding in the shade of the teahouse, it was impossible to justify spending two copper coins. Li Yinzhou looked at the sweating "Jiang Shishi" and knew that he had nothing, so he bought two bowls of herbal tea out of his own pocket.

Jiang Gan became famous at a young age, and wandered around Vanity Fair for several years. He was always an envoy from the two armies, and a guest at his seat. How had he ever tasted such inferior tea?He couldn't stand Mr. Li's kindness.

I had no choice but to take the tea bowl with gratitude, frowned, and took a half sip to make sense.

Sure enough, it was bitter and astringent.

Li Yinzhou glanced at him, and didn't make fun of him, but said with concern: "You're not used to it, are you?"

Jiang Gan hurriedly nodded and sighed: "Nowadays, there are wars all over the world. It would be nice to stop and drink tea. It's better in the city, but there are corpses on the roadside in the countryside! If someone can calm the world, it will be good to cultivate people's livelihood."

These words seem to be vaguely foreshadowing something.

Li Yinzhou continued the words in a calm manner: "All the heroes in the world are competing, and the Han Dynasty is declining. I think the Liu family in Shu has a lot to do."

Jiang Gan said jokingly: "Sir, I don't know that Liu Biao of Jingzhou has passed away, and his son Liu Cong is stern, and has already voted for our prime minister."

Li Yinzhou said again: "Jiangdong Sun's beheaded Huangzu and Pingjiang Xia in recent years, and the tiger is on one side, and it is considered to be in full swing."

Jiang Gan stood up, rubbed his forehead, and prepared to leave: "Mr. was born in Jiangdong, so it's not surprising that he values ​​the Sun family. But let me tell the truth, the youngest son of the Sun family is too young in front of Duke Cao! Now that Duke Cao has pacified Beiyuan, and Take Jingzhou, let me see... let me see..."

Before he finished speaking, he staggered two steps and fell forward.

Li Yinzhou quickly grabbed his fallen body with sharp eyes, clasped his fingers on his wrist, and shouted at the top of his voice, "No, it's heatstroke, brother, I'll help you go to the medical center in the city to have a look!"

The shop owner saw that the man was passing out under his own roof, and was afraid that the two of them would be wronged. Hearing Li Yinzhou's honest words, he hurriedly helped the two brothers out of the house.

Li Yinzhou swiftly dragged Jiang Gan into a deserted dead-end alley, and fumbled for tokens and name cards in his underclothes.

"Jiang Gan, Jiang Shishi..."

A chuckle.

This person's acting skills are excellent, but it's a pity that he lacks the shortcomings of carefulness. No matter how you look at his hands and feet, he is used to being pampered, so he knew that he had something wrong with him when he opened his mouth.

He pretended to be fooled, and pretended to be ignorant all the way, and only when he arrived in Yecheng did he mix anesthetics in the tea bowl, and directly put Jiang Gan down.

The deceitful person was deceived, no wonder he was played by Zhou Yu in the future, Jiang Gantu has a reputation, and his methods are nothing more than that.

Tapping the token in his hand with his knuckles.

Jiang Gan lied a thousand miles away, just to lure him from the Sun family's territory to Yecheng. Reminiscent of the popular rhetoric of Cao Cao's pretentiousness among the people, those pretentious words may not have the slightest basis.

It seems that Cao Cao is indeed seriously ill.

And very sick.

Liu Biao, who had dominated Jingzhou for several years, passed away. His son Liu Cong was an embroidered pillow that he couldn't afford, and was instigated by his subordinates to vote for Cao Cao.Now the power of Cao Ying is in full swing, the northern plains are flat, and Liu Bei is helpless in the middle of Shu. Only the Sun family in Jiangdong can barely fight with all their energy, but they are alone and have little chance of winning.

Seeing that the world is at your fingertips, how can Cao Cao be dragged down by disease?

He tried his best to find famous doctors, in order to adjust his body before attacking Jiangdong, and complete the last piece of the puzzle in the best condition.

This matter is beyond his reach.

However, Hua Tuo was imprisoned for this reason, and Jiang Gan even found himself far away in Haichang. How could the master escape the murderous hands?Maybe at this moment, Zhang Ji is already in Cao Ying.

It only took him a moment to make a decision, he wanted to come to Yecheng to find out the wind himself.

The first thing is to get rid of Jiang Gan's trouble.

If he fell into a passive state like Hua Tuo, let alone Zhang Ji, he would have stepped into the pit of fire first.

Li Yinzhou stripped him clean and threw him in the alley. He tore off the cloth strips and tied his hands and feet firmly. After confirming that he would not be able to walk out decently in a short time, he packed up the personal credentials he found and slowly set foot on the road again. The alleys of Yecheng.

After inquiring with the beggar on the side of the road, he turned and entered the most luxurious wine shop in Yecheng.

Half of Jian'an's romance is in the Xiaoxiao countryside, and the other half is reckless in drunken singing.

There are many high-ranking officials and distinguished guests in the restaurant, and the breath of alcohol blows away the veil of vague secrets.

Li Yinzhou held his shy wallet, picked a seat in a corner, ordered the cheapest pot of knives, stared at the noisy drinkers and the staggered toasts.

The sky gradually darkened, and the dim yellow candlelight replaced the bright sunlight, flickering on the drunken face, illuminating the bright pupils.

There was a moment of commotion among the crowd.

Li Yinzhou picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

I saw a young man of sixteen or seventeen surrounded by stars and the moon at the door, dressed in black and tapestry, and dressed in gorgeous clothes, elegant and dignified.However, the green face with long eyebrows and straight nose has a kind of vigor, and the corners of the lips are raised into a smile, which is the pride of a young man who is used to Chang'an flowers.

He swaggered into the wine shop with his sword in hand, chose a good seat by the window to enjoy the light, sat down, played with the fine wine in his hand, and chatted with the accompanying friends from time to time.

Without Li Yinzhou asking, whispers of admiration came from around:

"Cao Zijian is really romantic, no wonder Mr. Cao also values ​​him."

"I heard that he could write articles at the age of seven, and became famous all over the world at the age of ten. Seeing him now is really extraordinary."

……

Li Yinzhou poured a glass of wine in silence.

He bumped into Cao Zhi unexpectedly.

Later generations look at Cao Zhi and are amazed by his talent in poetry and painting, but they always forget that he is also Cao Cao's most proud son and Cao Pi's most competitive younger brother.

The candlelight stained the young man's vigorous face, and softened the sword-like bridge of his nose a bit. He tilted his head back and took a sip, leaning lazily on the railing with a smile on his face.

Li Yinzhou pricked up his ears in boredom, trying to extract useful information from the noisy noise.

Change is at this moment.

There was a whoosh sound, as if a sharp blade shot out of the air, a cyan sword pierced through the corner of the table with lightning speed, and directly approached Cao Zhi with a cold killing intent under the cover of the figure!

"Go to hell!"

Cao Zhi stood up abruptly, the sword edge had already brushed against his sleeve, only to hear the creaking sound of joints cracking in the suddenly frozen air, and the sneak attacking arm was caught by him with one hand, and it was twisted into a twisted shape. shape--

"what--!!"

tick.

Blood flowed down the white fingers and splashed on the table.

Cao Zhi stood firmly on the spot, and his face, which was talking and laughing just now, suddenly became as cold as ice.

The slightly drunken eyes were clearly awake, and he kicked the sneak attacker to the ground, crushing his breastbone with great force: "Who sent you here?"

The man was like a dried up fish, he took a sharp breath of air from time to time while struggling, his eyes widened suddenly, and black blood flowed out from his seven orifices.

He struggled to lift his neck, and finally slammed it on the floor with a weak bang.

Dead without proof.

Cao Zhi frowned, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and before he could make a sound for someone to investigate, he suddenly covered the wound on his arm under the lingering eyes of everyone.

——There is poison on the sword, full of murderous intentions.

The restaurant has never seen such a battle, and walked up anxiously rubbing his hands, and was about to plead guilty, but saw Cao Zhi's face turned pale, and the blood between his fingers turned from red to black, dripping down.

"This this……"

Before he could recover from the inevitable collapse, he heard the sound of the wind, and a brisk figure jumped over the railing and landed beside Cao Zhi.

A pair of white and flexible hands, not afraid of dirt, directly tore the blood-stained cloth, and tied a tight knot on the upper end of Cao Zhi's arm.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The man dared to make a mistake, and let go of Cao Zhi's questioning and chilling gaze.

Calmly said: "You are poisoned, you must untie it immediately."

The author has something to say: go to Cao Ying to work for two days, my heart is Jiangdong

Bug fixes, the base camp of the Cao family will be in Yecheng, and the emperor will be in Xudu