The Second Volume of Water Margin

  Ximen Qing!

  Wu Song!

  These two loud names resounded in the ears of Wu Yong, making him dare not move any thoughts, especially Wu Song. Song Jiang had mentioned it countless times on Mount Liang, and when he met Wu Song at Chai Jin's mansion, he highly praised Wu Song as a hero. This Ximen Qing was Wu Song's sworn brother, and Wu Yong really couldn't bring himself to take action.

  If it were just a matter of saying that An Daquan was a spy for Zengtou City, then so be it. But now with the addition of Ximen Qing and Wu Song, this trick won't work, and Wu Yong's martial arts skills are nothing but a joke in front of Wu Song.

  Wu Yong can only hope that An Daoquan cannot come up with an antidote in time to save Chao Gai.

  "Then rely on the two of you, Xiao Ke is useless here, I'll go wait outside the account, if anything is missing, just call me."

  Wu Yong was extremely frustrated and decided to take a step back, leaving the main tent to get some fresh air.

  Wu Yong walked away, and Ximen Qing snickered twice. As soon as he entered the big tent, Ximen Qing sensed that Wu Yong's expression was somewhat off. If it were true that Song Jiang was behind Chai Tianwang's injury by arrow, then even the so-called "Wisdom Star" Wu Yong couldn't escape responsibility. From the description, Song Jiang and Wu Yong were as close as two people wearing the same pair of pants.

  What's even more infuriating is that Wu Yong and Chao Gai have known each other since childhood, living in the same Dongxi Village. When they planned to rob the birthday gifts, Wu Yong was the one who kowtowed to Chao Gai, acknowledging him as his elder brother.

  Although it is true that Song Jiang saved Chai Ge, Chai Ge also saved Song Jiang once when he was in Jiangzhou, which can be considered as returning the favor. Wu Yong has been speaking on behalf of Song Jiang and flattering him since he joined Liangshan, and now they are getting closer and closer, and even plotting against Chai Tianwang together, it's simply a case of colluding with each other!

  That medicine arrow, Ximen Qing also picked it up and took a look, and the arrow shaft indeed had Shi Wengong's words carved on it. No wonder the leaders of Liangshan and others pointed their fingers at Shi Wengong and Zengtou City together.

  But can't a person just carve an arrow with Shi Wen's name on it and pin the hatred to death?

  That's right, wasn't that young old customer carrying a bow and arrow, mysteriously appearing and hastily disappearing? It's possible that this was arranged by Song Jiang's Black Three Chubby!

  However, the most urgent thing at present is to rescue Chao Gai first, otherwise everything will be out of the question. After all, Song Jiang is still considered "Timely Rain in Shandong" and "Filial Black Third Brother" in the hearts of the Liangshan heroes.

  Ximen Qing sighed, pulled out the stopper of the crystal bottle, poured it into a large bowl, and soaked the surgical knife in preparation. He then quickly used cotton balls to absorb some medical alcohol and applied it to the injured side of Xue Tianwang's face to disinfect it before starting treatment.

  An Daoquan saw Ximen Qing's strange behavior, but he looked confident and took out the four treasures of the study from his medicine bag, spread out a prescription paper, and began to write and draw calculations.

  Oxalis, Rhododendron, Die-off-in-ten-steps, Snake poison!

  These four poisons, if separated, can be easily cured by Andaoquan, but now they are mixed together and have a subtle four-image shape, interacting with each other. Moreover, it is not clear what the proportions of the mixture are, so Andaoquan needs to spend some time observing the symptoms that appear one after another after Zhuang Ge was poisoned. If he were to rashly administer an antidote for one of the poisons like a military doctor, it would only enhance the effects of the other three poisons!

  Life and death are now in a state of precarious balance, how can one not be cautious?

  An Daoquan waved his brush and first wrote down the names of four poisonous medicines, then wrote down the properties of the four poisonous medicines, warm, hot, cool, cold, and so on. Then he wrote down all the medicinal materials that could be used from what he carried with him.

  Then Andaoquan sank into thought for a while, took another piece of paper, wrote down a prescription, and under Wu Song's gaze, wrote another one!

  Ximen Qing calmed down, at this moment, he needed to be calm, changed into a piece of gauze, Ximen Qing simply dabbed some medicinal alcohol on his forehead, and suddenly a cool feeling started from his forehead and spread throughout his body!

  Taking a deep breath, Ximen Qing also disinfected his hands with medical alcohol. He then carefully picked up the surgical knife from the large bowl and walked over to Chui Tianwang's bedside. With his hand, he gently pressed on the darkened half of Chui's face, feeling it for a moment.

  At this time, An Daquan's pen moved faster and faster, and in a short while, he had already written nine prescriptions. He threw down his pen and looked at Wu Song with a tongue-tied expression: "The divine doctor has now written nine prescriptions, isn't it that all of them will be used? Nine bowls of medicinal soup poured down, even if Xue Tianwang is not poisoned to death, he would have been stuffed to death first."

  An Daoquan laid out the nine formulas in front of him, shaking his head and saying: "No, each formula here can be used to solve one or two kinds of poison, but if any formula is given to Chu Tianwang, it will trigger other toxicities. I'm afraid it's a matter of life and death. I need to study them carefully and select the usable formulas."

  "It turned out to be like this." Wu Song looked at the dense prescriptions covering the table, secretly wiping away sweat: "Wu Song doesn't dare disturb you, Doctor, take your time studying them."

  Ximen Qing had already taken out his knife and made a cross-shaped incision on the arrow wound of Chai Jin, and the toxic blood slowly flowed out. The cotton cloth he had prepared was already soaked through, so he hastily called for Wu Song to bring more cotton cloth to carefully absorb it.

  Ximen Qing then used his hand to gently press around the wound a few times, promoting the flow of toxic blood out of the wound.

  Wu Song hastily handed over the cotton cloth, following Ximen Qing's movements, and saw that Chai Tianwang's face slowly showed some signs of turning from black to purple, making Wu Song exclaim in surprise.

  An Daoquan couldn't help but look up and praise "Wonderful!" before becoming engrossed in his own research again.

  After a while, Ximen Qing had finished dealing with the other side. Seeing that there was no more toxic blood flowing out, he opened another bottle of medicinal alcohol and used a clean cotton swab to carefully wipe down Hua Tianwang's wound. Finally, he gently covered the wound with a clean cotton swab.

  The king's face had turned from black to purple, and as Ximen Qing moved, the other half of his face slightly responded, seemingly having some instinctive reaction even in a coma, which surprised Ximen Qing greatly.

  Wu Song nodded in agreement, helping Ximen Qing clean up and wash his hands. He then looked over at An Daquan's side, where he had already flipped over three or four sheets of paper, apparently discarding them as useless. An Daquan picked up his brush again, adding to and subtracting from the other sheets, crossing out and revising.

  Ximen Qing did not dare disturb him and called for Wu Song to move a stool to sit in front of Chao Tianwang's bed, quietly waiting for An Daquan.

  It was unclear how much time had passed, perhaps more than half a watch or even over an hour. As the prescription on the table was gradually turned over by Andaoquan, only two sheets were left in front of him, which had almost lost their original appearance. Andaoquan hesitated and took two new sheets of paper to rewrite them again.

  As time passed, Andaoquan looked at the two pieces of paper in front of him and still couldn't make up his mind. He sighed and stood up, saying with a bitter smile: "Could it be that Xiaoke's medical skills are not good enough, and he can't even come up with a usable prescription?"

  Ximen Qing and Wu Song had been waiting for a long time, both closing their eyes to rest. At this moment, hearing An Daquan's words, Ximen Qing was the first to open his eyes in surprise, saying: "Master Physician, why be so modest? Have you encountered some difficult problem?"

  "These two prescriptions may both be effective." An Daoquan pointed to the two sheets of paper in front of him: "But I just can't make up my mind, which prescription to use. After all, if there's even a slight mistake, Emperor Xuan Tian's life won't be guaranteed."

  Ximen Qing laughed and said, "Doctor An is overthinking. A good doctor should be brave in saving lives, cure the dying and heal the wounded. If you are hesitant and indecisive, patients will die before they can receive treatment. Why doesn't the great doctor trust himself for once?"

  An Daoquan suddenly realized, "What the host said is reasonable. I was being stubborn, trying to find the best prescription, but now every passing moment is cutting off the patient's hope."

  At this time, An Daoquan burst out laughing and picked up one of the two square pieces: "It's this one!"

  Wu Yong, the clever and resourceful advisor, had been pacing back and forth in front of the tent for a long time, but he hadn't heard any major commotion. His anxiety had dissipated by about 70-80%, and all he was waiting for now was for Chao Tianwang to let out his final breath. As soon as there were loud shouts and cries from inside, he didn't dare leave even if it meant holding in his urine, and he continued to wait with bated breath.

  At this time, An Daquan burst out laughing and Wu Yong, the clever star, shuddered with fear, almost wetting his pants. He gritted his teeth, lifted the curtain and asked: "Has the divine doctor come up with a prescription?"

  "Thanks to the boss for that." An Daoquan smiled and handed over the prescription: "I have all these medicinal materials here, I'll get someone to decoct them in a moment."

  Wu Yong came to the account and saw Chui Ge, seeing some changes on his face, and covered a piece of cotton cloth again. His expression was somewhat different, and he called Ximen Qing to see it in his eyes: "This Wu Yong is indeed a ghost in his heart, saying that he is a clever star, but it's better to say that he is a clever ghost!"

  "If so, then Brother Emperor will definitely live!" Wu Yong held back his urine and forced a smile: "I'll arrange for someone to go get the medicine right away and brew it!"

  Watching Wu Yong walk out of the big tent like a duck, An Daquan has already started grabbing medicine. Ximen Qing furrowed his brow and instructed: "Good doctor, do it thoroughly, don't be too hasty, when brewing the medicine later, watch from the side to prevent any mishaps caused by rough hands in the army."

  This remark made An Daquan feel puzzled, but Wu Song, who was standing beside him, caught a hint of something and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you saying that there is someone in the army who is not on good terms with Chai Tianwang?"

  "Now I'm just a bit suspicious, can't be sure." Ximen Qing touched the sheep fat white jade pendant at his waist and said: "But it's better to be careful. It's not easy for Chong Tianwang to have a thread of life, if someone intervenes when brewing medicine, putting in other medicinal materials or even poison..."

  "I'll decoct the medicine myself!" An Daoquan took the medicinal ingredients and said, "If someone tampers with it, it will only ruin my reputation!"

  "Second brother also accompanied An the divine physician, standing guard beside him." Ximen Qing thought for a moment, and still decided it was better to arrange for Wu Song to go together: "I'll go find that Liu Tang, and ask about the situation when Chai Tianwang was shot with an arrow."