My father Zhu Gaoxu

Chapter 7 Garlic and Wine

Zhu Zhanhe walked into the Buddhist hall, and when he saw Xu Yelu on the hospital bed, he was also taken aback for a moment, and then asked with a puzzled expression, "Why does this person look familiar?"

Zhu Zhanhe suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "I remembered, isn't he that unlucky Xu Yelu, who is still alive?"

"It's alive, but it's not much better than a dead person."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Zhanhe with complicated eyes and said, Xu Yelu's current fate can be said to be all thanks to him.

Zhu Zhanhe understood the meaning in Yao Guangxiao's eyes, and cried out in his heart that he was wronged. This is all the mess left by the last Zhu Zhanhe, so what does it matter to him?

"Hey, is Commander Xu seriously injured?"

Zhu Zhanhe stepped forward and asked, since he has inherited the status of the heir of the King of Han, there are certain messes that cannot be shaken off.

"The wound is swollen and sore, the high fever persists, and she is unconscious most of the time. Coupled with the chaotic pulse condition, I am afraid it is more or less ominous."

Yao Guangxiao seemed to feel that what he just said was a little heavy, so he calmed down and replied again.

"I'll take a look!"

Zhu Zhanhe said as he lifted the blanket off Xu Yelu's body, and when he saw the wound with a big hole gouged out, he was also shocked.

"Who gave these messy medicines to infect the wound like this?"

Zhu Zhanhe saw that a large amount of medicinal powder was applied on the wound, which covered the wound, and immediately frowned.

"This is the medicine I just gave him!"

Yao Guangxiao replied angrily.

"Ah, it turned out to be the young master's medicine. I said Commander Xu has suffered such a serious injury, why is his face still rosy? It must be the young master's medicine that is working!"

"That's burning!"

Yao Guang was filial to throw his sleeves. If he was not old, he really wanted to beat the boy fiercely.

"Uh...this..."

Zhu Zhanhe was a little short of words, and couldn't think of how to round up the words for a while?
"Master, please calm down, the prince is also concerned about Commander Xu's injury!"

At this moment, Yuan Zhongche on the side finally stepped forward and spoke.

"Yes, yes, this son is indeed kind!"

Seeing someone speaking for him, Zhu Zhanhe immediately got off the donkey, but then he looked at Yuan Zhongche suspiciously and asked, "Are you..."

"Your Majesty Shangbao Sicheng Yuan Zhongche, pay homage to His Royal Highness!"

Yuan Zhongche formally saluted Zhu Zhanhe.

"So it was Yuan Sicheng, did you come with Commander Xu?"

Zhu Zhanhe also had a good impression of Yuan Zhongche, so he asked again with a smile.

"That's not true. I came to visit the young master. I happened to meet Commander Xu who came to seek medical treatment. I thought we were old acquaintances back then, but I didn't expect that he might have to go first."

Yuan Zhongche sighed at the end, and looked at the unconscious Xu Yelu again.

"That's not necessarily the case. Commander Xu's injury is serious, but it's not without medicine."

Zhu Zhanhe smiled and shook his head.

"What do you mean, you have a way to heal his injury?"

Before Yuan Zhongche could answer, Yao Guangxiao beside him couldn't help asking first.

"The solution is that you don't have the medicine I need here."

Zhu Zhanhe spoke again with confidence.

"I have all kinds of medicine here, such as Korean ginseng, Yunnan notoginseng, Tibetan safflower, etc., as long as you name them, I can get them."

Yao Guangxiao is very confident. He is good at medical skills and likes to collect medicinal materials. As long as he has a name, he collects almost all medicinal materials.

"These medicinal materials are useless to me. The medicinal materials I need are only two flavors, one is spirits and the other is garlic!"

Zhu Zhanhe replied with a smile.

Yao Guangxiao was also dumbfounded when he heard this. Needless to say, spirits, as for garlic, it is also one of the three meats, and it is impossible for the entire Tianjie Temple to have it.

"You heal people, what do you need strong wine and garlic for?"

He was slapped in the face as soon as he said it, no matter how good Ren Yao Guangxiao's skill in nourishing Qi is, he became a little angry at this moment.

"Did the young master forget about the relic?"

Zhu Zhanhe didn't explain, but asked back with a smile.

Yao Guangxiao immediately understood what he meant. It was because of his unconditional trust in Zhu Zhanhe that he was able to burn the relics. Now, if he wanted to save Xu Yelu, he also had to trust him unconditionally.

"Come here, go outside the temple to buy spirits and garlic!"

Yao Guangxiao ordered again decisively, he wanted to see if Zhu Zhanhe could create another miracle?
"I want the strongest wine, the stronger the better. As for the garlic, I'd like twenty catties first!"

Zhu Zhanhe added later.

The deacon's monk agreed and rushed away immediately.

Spirits and garlic are common things, so the monk brought them over after about half an hour.

With a jug of wine, Zhu Zhanhe opened the wine seal, and a pungent smell of wine rushed out.

"Yes, it's distilled spirits."

Zhu Zhanhe nodded in satisfaction. It is unknown when distilled liquor appeared. Some said it was the Song Dynasty, some said it was the Yuan Dynasty, but no matter what, distilled liquor in the Ming Dynasty was already very common.

"How do you want to use it? Wouldn't you pour this jar of spirits into Commander Xu's stomach?"

Yao Guangxiao questioned again.

The previous relics were nothing more than Yao Guangxiao's medical skills, and even he was helpless against Xu Yelu's injury, so he didn't believe that the young Zhu Zhanhe would be able to do anything.

"Is there a stone mortar for pounding medicine? Bring the biggest one!"

Zhu Zhanhe didn't explain, and directly instructed the deacon's monk.

The deacon monk looked at Yao Guangxiao, and after getting the other party's consent, he rushed away and quickly moved a thick stone mortar.

Zhu Zhanhe poured all the garlic in without peeling the skin, and directly pounded it with a stone pestle.

Soon the entire Buddhist hall was filled with a pungent garlic smell, Yao Guangxiao secretly called out "sin", what is the difference between pounding garlic in the Buddhist hall and eating meat in front of the Buddha?
After a while, the garlic was smashed into garlic paste, Zhu Zhanhe asked the deacon monk to help, poured all the garlic paste into the wine jar, and then asked two monks to carry it, shaking it violently for a long time.

"Okay, put down the wine jar!"

In the end Zhu Zhanhe asked the monk to put down the wine jar, let it sit for a while, and then took out a glass of strong wine, which had a strong garlic smell, smelling it refreshed his mind, and took a sip of the three corpses.

Zhu Zhanhe came to Xu Ye's donkey's bed with garlic wine, and was about to wash his wound with wine, but stopped suddenly.

"you you you……"

Zhu Zhanhe stretched out his hand and pointed at the four soldiers with big arms and round waists. They were all imperial guards in the palace, and they were ordered to send Xu Ye Donkey here.

"You guys hold Commander Xu, don't let him move around."

According to Zhu Zhanhe's order, the four imperial guards clasped their arms and pressed their thighs, and firmly fixed Xu Yedonkey on the bed.

After making all the preparations, Zhu Zhanhe put the cup on Xu Yelu's wound, and then slowly poured it down.

"Ah~"

As the garlic wine was poured on the wound, Xu Yelu, who was unconscious, screamed, his whole body tensed up and almost jumped up.

Fortunately, four burly guards held him tightly, and Zhu Zhanhe didn't stop. Instead, while pouring wine, he scraped off the medicine mud from the wound with the knife he used to gouging out the flesh.

In fact, this thing is not suitable for directly smearing wounds, but who knows that there is no better substitute in this era, so I can only use it first.

The stimulation of strong wine and garlic, coupled with the scraping of the knife on the tender flesh of the wound, even a tough man couldn't stand it.

Although Xu Yelu was being held down, he still struggled violently in pain. The veins on his neck stood out, his face was blood red, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Are you going to kill someone or save someone?"

Seeing Xu Yelu's miserable state, Yao Guangxiao couldn't help asking again, even Yuan Zhongche looked at Zhu Zhanhe suspiciously.

"Master, don't worry, this is just a normal reaction, it won't hurt after a while!"

Zhu Zhanhe replied without raising his head.

"It's so miraculous that it doesn't hurt after a while?"

Yuan Zhongche finally couldn't help asking.

"I mean, when he passes out from the pain, he won't feel the pain anymore."

When Zhu Zhanhe was talking, he found that there was still some medicinal mud deep in the wound that had not been washed, so he picked it up twice with a knife.

Just hearing Xu Ye Donkey howl like a beast, the pain on his body finally exceeded the limit of his brain's perception, the brain's protection mechanism was automatically activated, and he fell into a coma again.

But Zhu Zhanhe still didn't let Xu Yelu go. After cleaning the wound, he poured another glass of garlic wine and poured it directly into Xu Yelu.

Yao Guangxiao and Yuan Zhongche next to him stared straight at him. Is this really saving lives?
(End of this chapter)