I'm really not King Jing of Zhongshan

Chapter 53 Tingwei Prison: Imperial Prison

The next morning, at three o'clock in the morning.

As usual every day, the curfew in Chang'an City was lifted as usual after the sound watch at [-]:[-] pm.

The city of Chang'an was on alert all night, and it returned to normal before the curfew was lifted;
Before the curfew was lifted, the guards of the brigade withdrew from the gates of Chang'an and returned to the northern camp in the northern suburb of Chang'an.

Even last night, the Taishanghuang Temple, which was surrounded by three layers of guards inside and outside, has been restored to its original state at this moment.

Compared with the past, the only difference in Chang'an City is that on the north wall of the Supreme Emperor's Temple, there is an extra circle of dark bricks that are obviously too new.

—Other than that, everything remains the same.

In Chang'an City, it was as if nothing had happened.

If I had to say something 'big event' happened, it would be that the ninth son of the emperor, Sheng, and the seventh son, Peng Zu, were thrown into Tingwei's prison before dawn: imperial prison.

Walking into Tingwei's prison together with the two brothers, there was also an old man who was very old and full of anger...

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"Prime Minister, the little one really can't make the decision..."

"roll!!!"

Tingwei belongs to the Yamen, and the prison is ordered.

Looking at Liu Sheng lying pale on the haystack in the prison cell, Shen Tujia only raised his foot suddenly and kicked the jailer in front of him away!
"Humph!"

"—You can't be the master, the old man is the master!"

"Don't say that you are asking a doctor to treat the son, even your dog's life, the old man is in charge!"

"roll!!"

"Tell Wei Ting to come see the old man in person!!!"

What happened in the early morning, Shentu Jiazheng was so worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger. It just so happened that the jailer hit the gun, so he couldn't escape the disaster.

When the jailer got up from the ground in panic and ran towards the outside of the cell without looking back, Shentu Jia had already turned around and came to Liu Sheng's side with a worried face.

"how?"

An anxious inquiry made the old doctor subconsciously startled, but he didn't turn his head back immediately, but gently pressed his hand on Liu Sheng's left arm, and reminded him in a gentle voice: "My lord, don't move your left arm. arm."

After saying that, the old doctor turned his head sideways, still pressing his hand on Liu Sheng's left arm, not daring to let go for a moment.

"Young master's left wishbone seems to have been broken by a blunt blow..."

A low voice caused Shentujia to look anxious, and the old doctor hurriedly said: "Fortunately, it is broken, not broken; the wishbone is only broken into two parts, and there is no misalignment."

"Just lie down and rest for more than a month, supplemented with the medicine and soup used for broken bones, and you will be cured..."

Hearing this, Shentu Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and his face turned warmer.

"That's it, it's time for a doctor to prescribe a medicine..."

"No!"

"For those who are still working hard to treat the doctor, go and grab the soup and ointment for internal and external use, and then come to this cell every day to check and diagnose the young master's injuries."

Seeing that although Shentujia's tone was easy-going, his face was full of toughness, and the old man only nodded slightly, obviously he was mentally prepared for this.

Nodding his head in response to the matter, he bowed his head and pondered for a while, the old doctor greeted Liu Pengzu who was beside him, held Liu Sheng's left arm, then stood up, and bowed to Shen Tujia.

"The prime minister has kindness to the old man, and the old man has lived so far only to repay the prime minister's great kindness."

"Finally waiting for the opportunity to serve the prime minister, old man, there is absolutely no reason to refuse."

"It's just the young master's injury. There are still two difficulties that need to be decided by the prime minister."

After saying this softly, the old doctor frowned and turned around, pointing at Liu Sheng's left shoulder.

"First of all, the son's injury is not only a broken wishbone, but also an injury outside the flesh;"

"Ordinary medicine for bone healing, I'm afraid it can't be used on Young Master."

"If the prime minister can find the gold sore ointment from the army, especially the generals and Gonghou's family..."

"It's easy!"

Before the old doctor finished speaking, Shentujia slapped his chest in a vow, turned around again, and confessed a few words to the servants outside the prison door;
General, Gonghou?
Coincidentally.

——Shen Tujia herself is!

A mere pair of gold sore medicine is nothing to Shen Tujia, who climbed out of the dead and now occupies the position of prime minister.

Telling the servant to go home to fetch a pair of wound medicine, Shen Tujia turned around again, quietly waiting for the doctor's next words.

"Second: Young Master's injury is really not a good place."

When the old doctor spoke, his expression couldn't help but a little sad.

"This wishbone is thinner than the bones on the hands and feet, and even the ribs are thicker and harder than this wishbone;"

"The most important thing is: If you want to move the upper body, you must involve the wishbone."

"Especially if the arm wants to move, it will inevitably displace the broken wishbone. Once the wishbone is misplaced, it will be difficult to recover..."

Listening to the old doctor's words, Shentujia couldn't help but nodded with a stern expression.

The wishbone, also known as the clavicle in later generations.

However, unlike the sound medical system and advanced medical technology of later generations, today's Han Dynasty is still in a very backward historical period;
And the clavicle is located on both sides of the neck where the arteries and veins are spread. Not to mention the Han Dynasty today, even in later generations, it is definitely not a difficult operation to restore the dislocated clavicle.

As a military man who was born in the army and climbed up step by step from a soldier, Shen Tujia naturally understood: In this era, what it means to have a broken fork (clavicle) bone and dislocation.

Thinking of this, Shentujia's brows could not help but wrinkle tightly, after thinking about it again and again, he finally looked at the doctor in front of him.

"Then according to Mr.'s opinion?"

The old doctor turned around, looked at Liu Sheng lying in the haystack, struggled for a long time, and then gritted his teeth secretly.

"The only way to keep Young Master's broken wishbone in place is to stop Young Master from moving his left arm, upper body, or even his whole body!"

"For at least a month, you must not move your left arm."

"That's why the old man thinks that maybe he should find a door panel and let the young master lie flat on it;"

"Use the rope again to tie the upper body of the young master tightly to the door panel."

Hesitantly saying this, the old doctor did not forget to roll his eyelids upwards, scrutinizing the changes in Shentujia's expression, and said cautiously: "Your wronged son..."

Hearing the old doctor's plan, Shentu Jia frowned subconsciously;

Looking gloomy and looking not far away, Liu Sheng, who was pale and groaned from time to time, Shen Tujia finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily to the doctor in front of him.

"Just do as Mr. says."

"Gold Chuang Ointment, the old man has sent someone to get it;"

"Wooden planks and hemp ropes, the old man will send someone to look for them."

"Mr. Huan Lao, go and grab the decoction for oral administration, and bring it for the young master to take..."

Seeing that Shentu Jia adopted his suggestion, the old doctor couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief;
After bowing his hand to Shentu Jia, the old doctor carried the medical box on his back and walked towards the door of the cell.

——The old doctor will definitely come back.

Not only because Shen Tujia was kind to this old doctor;
Also because of Shen Tujia's identity, he is the prime minister.

In this era, no matter who is targeted by the prime minister, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to escape from Chang'an City...
(End of this chapter)