Infinite Battle

With horses, the speed is naturally extremely fast. Jiang Shang arrived in the capital in the afternoon. Looking at the long queue at the gate, Jiang Shang stopped his horse and quietly mixed into the crowd with the horse.

When it was Jiang Shang's turn, the city gate guards glanced at Jiang Shang, straightened his body, and the indifference on his face disappeared.

"Where did it come from?"

Jiang Shang flipped it in his hand, and a token passed in front of the soldier's eyes. The soldier only saw the word Dongchang Admiral on the token, and there was a buzzing in his head, and he was already frightened.

Jiang Shang glanced at the stunned soldier, patted the soldier on the shoulder, and walked past. The soldier reacted and looked back. Jiang Shang had already walked into the crowd on the streets of the city.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he looked at the people who were still queuing up. Dongchang and Jinyiwei have gone crazy recently. They are everywhere. Although the token in the man's hand just now didn't know what kind of token it was, But the four characters of Admiral of Dongchang on it alone are enough to scare the courage of ordinary people.

Jiang Shang looked at the scene on the street. He hadn't seen him for more than a year. The capital was much more prosperous than before. He went all the way back to his yard and opened the door. The yard was already covered with leaves. Jiang Shang tied the horse to the door. Just walked in.

Looking at the room that no one has visited for more than a year, Jiang Shang came to the bed in the bedroom, took off a small bag of gold and silver from the top, looked at the large and small pieces of silver and gold inside, Jiang Shang wrapped it up and threw it on the On the bed, pick up the dusty official uniform on the wall.

When he walked outside the house, he shook his hands to shake off all the dust on his clothes, then went back to the room and took off his unfit clothes, looked at the blood on his body, Jiang Shang fetched a few buckets of water from the well, waited for the burning It was already an hour later.

After Jiang Shang took a shower, he returned to the room and took out the medicine box from under the bedroom table, sprinkled the hemostatic medicine on the wound and wrapped it with gauze. After taking off his official uniform, Jiang Shang put on his purse, put on his long knife and walked outside after everything was neatly dressed.

The wounds all over his body, although Jiang Shang did first aid, he still needs to go to the hospital, otherwise the probability of infection in these dog days is too high. Although his own immunity is very high, it cannot stop it from continuing to deteriorate.

Jiang Shang, who was wearing a flying fish suit, with a knife on his waist and a military officer's hat on his head, stood at the street corner and watched before walking towards the center of the city. The matter of going to Beizhen Fusi and reporting to Wei Zhongxian had to be done later. Squeeze, let's see what's going on in the capital at this time. In addition, the injuries on the body must be fully healed before they can go.

All the way to the famous Huichun Hall in the capital, Jiang Shang looked at the plaque on the door before walking in.

As soon as he entered the door, the apprentice of the medical hall saw Jin Yiwei, who was about to step forward, and shouted into the lobby.

"Master, Jin Yiwei is here."

With this voice, the doctor in the inner hall was so shocked that he dropped the patient in his hand and ran out quickly. Seeing that it was really Jin Yiwei, a smile rose on his face, and when he came to Jiang Shang, he asked softly.

"My lord, what's the matter in my clinic?"

Jiang Shang looked at the fifty or sixty-year-old doctor in front of him like this, and he was not in any mood. He went all the way to the inner hall, looked at the person who was still lying on the bed doing acupuncture, Jiang Shang walked over and grabbed his neck and threw it away out.

Then he put down the long knife in his hand, took off his upper body official uniform, and exposed the first aid wound on his body. The doctor, who was still angry at Jiang Shang for throwing the patient out, hurried away when he saw the wound on Jiang Shang's body. Come here and let Jiang Shang lie on the bed.

"Control the injury of the second rot on my body. If there is anything wrong with your store in the future, just come and find me. My name is Jiang Shang."

"Don't talk, let the old man take a look at the injury first."

The doctor took the scissors and cut off all the gauze on Jiang Shang's body. Looking at the missing flesh on the wound and the traces of the flame, the hand holding the scissors broke out in a cold sweat. After so many years of practicing medicine to save people, Never seen anything like this.

He picked up the steel needle and probed every wound, even opened the wound on his right arm. Such a serious injury made the doctor frown. It is already a miracle that this person came back alive. The doctor is also unbelievable that he is still alive and kicking with such a serious injury.

After reading everything, the doctor looked at Jiang Shang with a frown, saluted Jiang Shang, and then said

"My lord, the injury on your upper body can still be controlled, but the injury on your right arm is old and has little medical knowledge. I'm afraid there's nothing you can do about it. If you want to stop affecting your physical condition in the future, I'm afraid the only option is amputation."

Jiang Shang, who was lying on the bed, listened to the doctor's words, and his face became ugly. It has been more than a month, and Jiang Shang has already discovered that after his battle with Wang Xuan, after the over-limit sequelae appeared, he Jiang Shang's previously powerful self-healing ability has also been weakened unprecedentedly.

"Is there no other way?"

"Atonement, my lord, there is really nothing I can do. Although the injury on the right arm of the lord has been given first aid, and the injury has been stabilized with flames, but the injury does not hurt the arm bone, the tendons of the right arm may have been completely broken. Even the imperial physician in the palace may not be able to do anything about this kind of injury."

"You don't need to worry about it, you just need to clean up all the carrion from the wound, and help me sew the wound up, and I will find a way to do the rest."

Hearing Jiang Shang's words, the doctor turned around and took out some powder from the small box on the wall, and handed it over.

"The old man understands, sir, this is Mafeisan, please take it."

Looking at the Mafeisan in the doctor's hand, Jiang Shang shook his head. This Mafeisan can be regarded as an ancient version of anesthetic. It's boiled away, otherwise it will be dangerous when someone comes to attack.

"No, you just do it directly, I can bear a little pain."

The doctor shook his hand holding Ma Feisan, this Jin Yiwei is really powerful, how can ordinary people bear the pain of cutting flesh and scraping bones, the doctor said to Jiang Shang

"My lord, that old man offended."

"Well, let's do it."

The knife was repeatedly sterilized on the oil lamp, and finally the doctor began to cut the knife along the edge of the rotten flesh of the wound. Jiang Shang bit the wooden board in his mouth, and as the rotten flesh on his body was cleaned up, the pus and blood on the wound also turned scarlet After the scarlet blood flowed out from the wound, the doctor quickly poured hemostatic powder on the wound to stop the blood before he began to sew up the wound.

After treating the wound on the upper body, the doctor looked at the wound on the arm, and finally gritted his teeth, removed the rotten flesh from the edge of the wound, then sprinkled hemostatic powder on it, sewed it up, and finally wrapped it all up with gauze, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Looking at Jiang Shang who was trembling naturally from time to time on the bed, the doctor washed the blood off his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the cloth towel handed over by the apprentice, and said respectfully to Jiang Shang

"My lord, the wound has been healed. The old man will prescribe medicine for you to restore your body. You should rest for a while."

"Um."

The doctor went out of the inner hall to grab medicine, and the apprentice lowered his head, enduring the nausea in his heart, and cleaned up the rotten meat removed from Jiang Shang's wound. The tiny bugs in it rolled and emitted a smell stench.

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