Chapter 501： : Duke Yi, will he die?

While wiping the blood on his hands with a white cloth, he said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, this, Duke Yi's injury, the veteran tried his best to stop the blood from his wound, but Yi Guogong The father's face is pale, and he is still in a coma, I'm afraid, it's a bit difficult to treat!"

"How can it be difficult to cure? Duan He, you have already stopped the bleeding of Duke Yi's wound? As long as his wound is not bleeding, then he himself will recover slowly, right?"

Li Shimin frowned and questioned.

With trembling hands, Duan He said, "Yes, Your Majesty, but, Duke Yi lost a lot of blood on the way back! He has sword wounds everywhere on his chest, back, arms, and abdomen. Ah, it's all bleeding, it's almost dry! His face is pale, he can't speak, he's skinny, Your Majesty! I'm afraid it's Duke Yi, he won't last long..."

"Ah? How did this happen? Why, what happened?"

After Duan He finished speaking, Li Shimin's face turned pale.

He said, Qin Qiong can't last long? In other words, Qin Qiong might die at any time?

So how badly was he injured? How much blood had to be lost for Duan He to say such words?

Li Shimin's hands trembled.

Qin Qiong had followed him to conquer the world decades ago. Although their identities were monarchs and ministers, in terms of feelings, they had long been like brothers.

Now that he heard that Qin Qiong was dying, Li Shimin only felt that his mind was blank.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but he didn't say it.

In an instant, Li Shimin's eye sockets became very red.

"Bastard, doctor dog, tell me again, has Shu Bao's illness been cured?"

Suddenly, furious Cheng Yaojin jumped forward, grabbed Duan He by the collar, and questioned him.

Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened, his right hand tightly clutched Duan He's collar, his eyes were flushed.

Cheng Yaojin and Qin Qiong have known each other for many years, and their relationship is like brotherhood, how could Qin Qiong die as soon as he said he would die?

This is impossible, Cheng Yaojin cannot accept this fact.

I saw two lines of old tears falling from the corners of Duan He's eyes, and said, "Duke Lu, do you think it's the old minister who doesn't want to save Duke Yi? It's the old minister who really can't do anything!"

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"Duke Yi was seriously injured when he was in Youzhou City! If the old minister was in Youzhou City and helped Duke Yi stop the bleeding, maybe Duke Yi still had treatment, but, Duke Yi came back. On the way, the wound burst open and the blood flowed, which already caused more than half of the blood in his body to be lost! Just imagine, if the blood in a person's body is completely drained, can he still be alive?"

"Actually, the first time I saw Duke Yi, I thought that Duke Yi was dead, and he came back with a sigh of relief! He didn't die, what he thought was that he couldn't die outside, He wanted to die in his own home, on the land of Datang, so he came back with great strength! Because, the blood in Duke Yi's body was almost completely drained! Therefore, the blood of the human body could not keep up with Let’s get back up, Lord Yi, I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive today!”

After Duan He finished speaking, all the ministers were as pale as if they had been struck by lightning, and their eyes became hollow.

In other words, the imperial physician Duan He has already sentenced Duke Yi to death.

And Li Chengfeng actually understood.

In ancient battlefields, many soldiers suffered injuries that were not fatal, but because they had no way to deal with the wounds, they ended up bleeding to death alive.

Some people fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss, and finally died.

It is very possible that Qin Qiong's current state is that he lost too much blood and fell into a coma.

If no one gives Qin Qiong a blood transfusion now, Qin Qiong's death will happen sooner or later.

As for the medical skills working in Datang, who knows how to give a person a blood transfusion?

Even if they have such an idea, they don't have such technology!

"Could it be that the heavens are going to destroy my Duke Yi? Why, why is it like this?"

Li Shimin beat his chest and stamped his feet immediately.

If Qin Qiong died, it would be a great blow to him.

Huwei General Qin Qiong, one of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, is known to everyone in the whole world.

Li Shimin sighed deeply, his expression seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant.

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At this time, another black-faced man hurriedly walked into the Qin mansion from outside the door.

I saw him holding a roll of rice paper in his hand, and hurriedly asked: "Prince doctor, doctor, how is my elder brother Qin Qiong's injury? Are you alright?"

The person who came was Yuchi Jingde.

Yuchi Jingde was originally digging the Tianyue Grand Canal. As soon as he heard that Qin Qiong was injured and returned from Youzhou City, he immediately dropped his work and ran all the way back to the palace. Then he went straight to Qin Qiong without saying a word. above the government.

The relationship between Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong is also brotherhood, they are all people who survived from the same battlefield, this kind of life-threatening friendship is not something ordinary people can understand.

And Yuchi Jingde's face was not very good looking at the crowd His heart sank suddenly, and he shouted: "Doctor, I want to ask you, how is Brother Qin Qiong's injury? Have you healed it yet?" ? If you can’t cure it today, I will kill you!”

Duan He looked very helpless, shook his head and said: "Duke E, Duke Lu, and the emperor! No matter how you ask the old minister, the old minister can only say that he has really done his best for Duke Yi's injury! The old minister tried his best to stop the bleeding from the wound on Duke Yi's body. As for whether Duke Yi can survive, it all depends on God's will! No matter what you say about me, it is useless, if it is not possible, you fight Forget about the dead old minister, it’s because the old minister’s medical skills are not good enough, and he failed to learn the art of bringing the dead back to life! People, each has his own destiny, and the old minister will do his best, but he will be scolded after all. !"

Duan He's eyes were a little desperate.

Every time he treated important ministers, their relatives and friends would always say, if I can't cure you, I will kill you?

Is my Duan He's life so humble?

Other people's lives are their lives, so why doesn't anyone feel sorry for me, Duan He?

I treated Qin Qiong's wounds continuously for more than five hours. I didn't eat or rest, but no one cared about me? Everyone said, if you can't cure Duke Yi, I'll beat you to death!

Duan He cried, wiped the old tears from the corners of his eyes, and cried: "For five consecutive hours, the old minister has not eaten or rested in the middle, and has been treating Duke Yi's illness. The old minister has done his best! If you If you are still not satisfied, then the old minister will use his own blood to drink for Duke Yi, if he can save the name of Duke Yi, the old minister will not lose money!"

While talking, Duan He took out a small knife and cut **** the pulse of his arm.

With a knife, blood flowed horizontally.

Everyone was dumbfounded.