MTL - After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General-Chapter 89

Yao Muze's master, the former envoy of the imperial hospital, traveled around as a doctor after resigning from his old age and returning home. Two years ago, I went to southern Xinjiang to understand the local Gu poison. This is a mysterious and unsolvable problem for the Xuan Dynasty people, so he wants to overcome this problem.

And in southern Xinjiang, I met a local hermit witch doctor. The two hit it off, exchanged medical skills, and devoted themselves to studying for more than two years. They invited him to travel in the Xuan Dynasty. Someone from the court found him and said that he wanted to invite him to the general's mansion and ask him something important.

The court envoy respected both Yan Mingting and his son, so he brought his friends to accompany them to Beijing, but who knew that the two masters of the general's mansion were not in the mansion, so he had to look for his apprentice first.

Yao Muze came to the General's Mansion several times to guard, and it was the fourth time he came here, so he just happened to catch up.

A group of people sat in the lobby, Zhao Yelan looked at the envoy, and the witch doctor who followed him, and asked Butler Qin to have tea, and asked nervously, "Do you two really have a solution?"

The hospital envoy had already heard about this situation from Yao Muze, discussed the treatment method with the witch doctor, and said, "You can give it a try, let's hurry up."

"Okay." Zhao Yelan immediately urged Yan Mingting to bring the two old gentlemen into the house. He stood up with a chair, but his legs and feet were so swollen that he couldn't walk. He was in a dilemma. He was about to call Xiao Gao over, but Yan Mingting had already Walked up to him and hugged him.

Forget about the others, there are still two strange doctors here, Zhao Yelan buried his face into his chest as much as possible, and said in a low voice, "Can you put me down?"

"I do not."

"Lord Zhao, don't mind." The envoy stroked his beard cheerfully, "When we passed by Jiangnan, we already heard about the two adults. Last year I heard the news of the two getting married in southern Xinjiang, and I also ate I was surprised, I didn't expect that you two are a match made in heaven."

Zhao Yelan's expression became even more unnatural. He was not used to his elders mentioning their feelings in front of them. Fortunately, he had already reached the bedroom. Yan Mingting put him down, then sat on the bed, and let the two doctors strip him naked. Tops check body condition.

The witch doctor said very little, so he read it carefully and said, "The poison has already spread. According to the time you have been poisoned, it would not have spread so quickly. Do you often use internal force to suppress it?"

Yan Mingting subconsciously glanced at Zhao Yelan, then nodded.

Zhao Yelan immediately realized that this guy was restraining himself all the time in order not to worry him, but it made the poison spread faster. He almost begged the witch doctor: "Do you have a solution?"

"It's hard to say." Doctors usually don't give a definite answer when they encounter serious injuries, especially if this kind of poisoning is serious and the risk is very high. The hospital envoy said, "I have to cut the pulse and drip blood poison."

Zhao Yelan's face turned pale.

The two doctors prepared separately, and the envoy asked Yao Muze to watch and study. Butler Tan followed the doctors' orders and went down to prepare things.

Zhao Yelan staggered to the side of the bed, took Yan Mingting's other hand, bent down quietly, and lay on his chest.

"It's okay, isn't there hope now? You believe me, how can I be willing to leave you?" Yan Mingting patted his head and comforted him softly.

The witch doctor prepared the antidote on the side, and brought out a bowl of medicine for him: "Drink this first."

The things were all ready soon, the court envoy came over with a sharp knife, put a basin beside the bed, and said, "Master Zhao, why don't you go out and wait?"

"Yes, you go out and wait." Yan Mingting also said.

Zhao Yelan sat up and shook his head: "I'm right here, I will definitely not disturb you."

The court envoy didn't try to persuade him any more, there was someone standing by, maybe it could give Yan Mingting some refreshment, and said, "Then let's start."

"En." Yan Mingting stretched out his hand, and when his thin skin felt the cold blade, he raised his other hand to cover Zhao Yelan's eyes.

Zhao Yelan took his hand away and clasped it together. When he looked over again, blood had already started to drip into the basin.

Time passed bit by bit, Zhao Yelan watched his face getting paler and paler, his lips were bloodless, took his hand in distress, kissed the back of his hand again and again, distracting his attention, said: "It's almost your birthday, what gift do you want?"

"A gift... to be able to spend your birthday with you this year is the best gift." Yan Mingting said weakly.

Zhao Yelan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "We will definitely be able to live together, so you can talk about what you want."

"Is everything okay?"

"Ok."

"Then I have to think about it..."

The witch doctor came over, interrupted their conversation, held down his wrist, and applied the prepared ointment on the wound, saying: "This contains Hecao unique to southern Xinjiang, and several other herbs, which can stop blood poisoning. .”

Zhao Yelan breathed a sigh of relief: "Is this the end?"

"No, this is only the first time." The envoy said, "I have to clean up several times in the next two days, so try to eat as much as possible."

"Thank you." Yan Mingting said with a pale face.

When the court envoy brought the basin out, Zhao Yelan glanced at it, pursed his lips, and silently turned his eyes away.

Everyone let Yan Mingting rest for a while, then called him up to eat, and not long after eating, the second detoxification was about to start.

He had to clean up every three hours, even in the middle of the night, Zhao Yelan felt his body temperature getting lower and lower, so he hugged him quickly, trying to make him warmer.

After going on like this for two and a half days, Yan Mingting had completely passed out. Zhao Yelan said in a panic, "He won't talk to me anymore, what should we do? Can you wake him up?"

"This is the last step. It's rare for him to be able to survive until now." The courtyard envoy sighed.

"Well, he's very powerful." The witch doctor has also treated many people. Most of them will be unconscious when they clean up for the first time.

Next, the two doctors and Yao Muze worked together to move Yan Mingting into the bathtub. After soaking in the medicinal bath for half an hour, the hospital envoy applied another needle before putting him back on the bed, saying: "The poison in the body is almost cleared." Well, the next thing is to wait for his good luck, if he can wake up, basically his life will be safe."

"Thank you." Zhao Yelan hurried to get the banknote and handed it to them, but was rejected.

"Since I'm treating General Yan, how can I accept these extraneous things." The envoy said.

The witch doctor also confiscated it, and said: "General Yan put down the civil strife in southern Xinjiang, and it's too late for the people of southern Xinjiang to be grateful to him."

Zhao Yelan bowed to them solemnly: "Thank you two doctors."

"You should also go to rest earlier. You haven't closed your eyes for two days and two nights. He won't be able to wake up for a while. Go and rest for a while." After the hospital envoy finished speaking, he took the witch doctor and Yao Mize and left.

It was already late at night, Zhao Yelan hugged Yan Mingting and closed his eyes for a while, then suddenly woke up from the dream, subconsciously put his head on his chest, he was relieved after hearing the sound of heartbeat, and kissed him in the dark lips, and fell asleep again.

As soon as it was dawn, he opened his eyes. After two days of rest, his legs and feet could barely move. He opened the door and shouted, "Is the kitchen ready?"

"Okay, okay, bring it over right away." Butler Tan brought over a bowl of porridge. The kitchen has been busy for the past two days, and food must be prepared at any time, but Yan Mingting is now in a coma, so he can only feed some porridge.

After Zhao Yelan fed him the porridge, he stayed in the room and only came out during meal time.

At night, there was still no sign of waking up, and he began to panic, with deep worry on his brows.

The candles in the house were always on and never went out. He whispered, "Do you want to hear a story? You used to tell me the story. Now let me tell you the story. Don't think I'm annoying."

"What should I say?"

"Let me tell you about Xiao Gao. Eunuch Gao is his uncle, and he is the only family member. After Xiao Gao's parents passed away, he came to the capital to join him. Eunuch Gao didn't want him to enter the palace as a young eunuch, so he didn't let Zhao Xuan know. His existence was sent to me instead.”

"I happen to be short of a bodyguard. He is skilled but not very smart. He is just what I want, so I will let him follow me."

"He was young at that time, and he had never been deceived before. I could scare him around with a few words. When I said that those who betrayed would be divided into five horses, he was so frightened that he immediately swore that he would not betray me. I said Yan Mingting It's an old pig spirit, so he asked me if I could not marry the old pig spirit, but do you know who is his second favorite now? You old pig spirit, he has been secretly wiping tears for you for the past two days , why don't you wake up and laugh at him?"

The person on the bed still showed no sign of waking up.

In the afternoon of the next day, Ruan Xian paid a sudden visit.

Butler Tan came to the room to pass the message, and Zhao Yelan didn't want to leave the room at all, so he asked Butler Tan to send him away.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Xian rushed into their bedroom without hesitation, looked at Zhao Yelan who was guarding the bed with a serious expression, and asked, "How is the situation with the general?"

"Just wait until he wakes up." Zhao Yelan said.

But Ruan Xian heard that the general had been in a coma for a long time, so he couldn't bear to ask: "What is your plan?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Yelan turned his head and looked at him blankly.

Ruan Xian took a few steps closer, and finally saw his emaciated appearance, and then saw Yan Mingting lying on the bed with half his life lost, and was momentarily at a loss for words. After a long time, he sighed deeply, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and said, "This is your autographed letter left in the Imperial Academy a few days ago. I happened to enter that room today and found it by accident."

"What is that?" Zhao Yelan seemed to be unable to remember.

"Your last letter!" Ruan Xian couldn't control the volume, he spread out the paper, "Your funeral is clearly arranged here, even the rabbit is not left behind, what are your plans!?"

Zhao Yelan stretched out his hand: "Give it back to me."

Ruan Xian didn't return it to him, but tore up the paper and said, "Have you already made a plan, if General Yan leaves, you will follow?"

"Don't talk nonsense! He won't leave!" Zhao Yelan got up and pushed him out, not noticing that the person on the bed moved his fingers slightly.

"Brother Zhao! Zhao Yelan!" Ruan Xian shouted from outside, "Don't do stupid things!"

Zhao Yelan had someone throw him out of the gate, then dragged his sore legs back to the bed, wiped Yan Mingting's face and hands, and whispered: "I had a dream last night, dreaming that the two of us were old , were still playing snowball fights together, I couldn’t even run anymore, you still insisted on dragging me to run in the snow, my legs were broken by you..."

Not long after Ruan Xian left, Butler Tan came to the room again to send a message: "My lord, there are several girls outside the door who want to see you."

"girl?"

"En." Butler Tan was a little embarrassed to speak, and hesitated, "The girls in the brothel are all pretty pretty..."

Zhao Yelan guessed that it was Qingyan and the others, now that Gu Niaoyou is in prison, the business in the building has naturally stopped, and most of these girls are also terrified.

He promised Gu Niaoyou that he would settle these people down, thought for a while, and said, "I'll go see them."

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to get up, someone grabbed his wrist.

He turned his head in surprise and looked down at the person on the bed.

Yan Mingting slowly opened his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth weakly, his voice was extremely hoarse, but his eyes were extremely sad, and he said slowly: "I, I just fell asleep, why did you find the girl from the brothel again? Ah, I even brought it to the house, what a pervert..."