"I have never asked someone to torture you. I respect my identity as a queen. You'd better not be ignorant of politeness!" Brother Shu Jun said coldly.

The queen raised her eyes and forgot about him mockingly. Brother Shu Jun was furious, "Come on, someone! Take it out for me and have a good review!"

"Brother, wait!" Before the guards outside could respond, a calm male voice with some fatigue and weakness came from outside the account in a hurry.

The curtain of the big tent was opened, and a tall figure walked in quickly from outside and said in a deep voice: "Brother, please think twice."

At first, Ge Shujun was very happy when he saw his most trusted younger brother, "Eleventh Brother, you are finally back." He walked down quickly, reached out and patted Ge Shuhan's shoulder as usual, but heard Ge Shuhan's muffled. Ge Shuhan's voice was extremely low, but Ge Shujun was standing in front of him, but he still heard it. He couldn't help but be shocked. His younger brother understood that if he didn't really cannot bear it, even if he was really injured, he would never show it. He didn't have time to care about the queen anymore. Ge Shujun ordered in a deep voice: "Hurry up, call the imperial doctor here! Eleventh Brother, how are you injured? Sit down!"

Ge Shuhan thanked him and sat down in the chair on the side, with a helpless smile on his face. Not long after leaving Zhao Ziyu and Xia Xiuzhu, Ge Shuhan found that he was injured in a very unclear way. Xia Xiuzhu's gunshots seemed not as terrifying as sword injuries, but you should know that a long spear would be a hole, which was much more serious than a sword slip or a knife slashing. Moreover, Xia Xiuzhu's internal strength was cold, and the tip of the gun was made of cold iron. He did not leave much blood when he was injured just now. Although Ge Shuhan also felt something was wrong, he ignored it in a hurry. After two days of injury, he gradually worsened and realized that the trouble was in trouble. If Ge Shuhan stopped immediately to recover, he would have recovered for more than a month, but Ge Shuhan still insisted on rushing back to Beihan. The result was imagined.

The imperial doctor came very quickly. As soon as he unbuttoned the gauze wrapped around Geshuhan's waist and abdomen, even the imperial doctor who had broken limbs and arms in the army these days could not help but pale and screamed in awe.

Ge Shujun's face looked a little ugly and asked, "Imperial Doctor, how is King Lie's injury?"

The imperial physician said carefully: "Your Highness King Lie is very serious. The other party should be the same master of internal skills. The meridians near the wounds of King Lie are damaged. However, the injury was forced to be suppressed by Your Highness King Lie with extremely high internal strength." Ge Shujun hesitated and asked: "Is that... is it okay?" The imperial physician shook his head and sighed: "Even if Your Highness King Lie is invincible in the world, he is still a mortal body and body. If you are injured, you have to take care of it and you have to keep it. If you force it to suppress it, you cannot let the injury heal itself, and it delays the treatment time... During these days, Your Highness King Lie has been too tired for several days, so I am afraid it will be even more..."

The wound was on the upper left side of the abdomen, not a vital point, and the wound didn't look big. However, the blood slowly oozing out with a feeling of decay made people feel an ominous feeling. Ge Shujun said coldly: "The people of Xiyue use poison?" Ge Shuhan shook his head and said: "No, he will not apply poison to weapons." Xia Xiuzhu is not Rong Jin. If it were Rong Jin, Ge Shuhan really believed that he could apply medicine to weapons. Prince Rong Jiu always just had to defeat the enemy and never care whether the methods were despicable.

The imperial physician also shook his head and said, "No, this is the reason why the wounds inside His Highness Lie's upper body worsened."

"Then treat it quickly!" Ge Shujun said.

The imperial doctor said in embarrassment: "This... needs to force out all the wounds and dirty blood in His Highness Lie's body."

"Take it." Ge Shu Jun said angrily. He never felt that the imperial doctor who was known as a master in front of him was so useless. The imperial doctor obviously knew that His Majesty the Emperor was displeased, so he quickly said: "But... His Highness Lie's current internal strength is probably no longer able to reach this part and force the blood out. Originally, there was a golden needle rushing acupoint technique for the Medicine King Valley. However, since the war between the Northern Han and the Western Yue Dynasty, there was no miracle doctor in the Medicine King Valley in the Northern Han Dynasty. It would be even more impossible to ask the Medicine King Valley Lord to take action personally." The Medicine King Valley Lord Lord Mo Wenqing has a close relationship with the Western Yue women. It is said that he is the adoptive father of the eldest prince of the Western Yue Dynasty. How could he help King Lie heal?

"Tell me a solution!" Ge Shujun said angrily. He didn't need more people to make things difficult for him now.

The imperial doctor said: "We can only use the old methods of our Northern Han to force the wound to clean it..." The imperial doctor said this, and his voice was a little trembling. This is not an ordinary way to clean up knife wounds or broken bones. This is a gunshot wound, and it is not far from the abdomen, which is completely different from arms and legs. At this moment, the imperial doctor who advocates the medical skills of Northern Han had to really hope that he would also order some golden needles and ferry points.

"No." Before Ge Shujun spoke, Ge Shuhan rejected the imperial physician's proposal first and said calmly: "At the depth of my wound, you need to make at least a four-inch-long hole to clean it. Not to mention whether I can survive, even if it's okay, I will have to lie in bed for at least two months. Now I haven't even had twenty days."

Ge Shujun frowned and said, "Eleventh brother, there is a sudden redness, two months..."

Ge Shuhan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, do you think Rong Jin knows that I'm back? I only realized on the way. If Xia Xiuzhu and Zhao Ziyu joined forces, they might not be able to kill me. Why did they let me come back? Xia Xiuzhu stabbed me and then stopped immediately. He had no intention of killing me."

"Why didn't he kill you?" Since Rong Jin was able to kill the Eleventh Brother, why did he let him come back? Even the injured King Lie is still King Lie. Even if he can't go to the battlefield in person, he can still command the Northern Han army. Geshujun sighed and said, "If I lie down as soon as I come back, it's better not to come." Geshuhan's reputation is too high in the Northern Han army. If he falls, the attack on the Northern Han soldiers will definitely be much greater than that he has never appeared from beginning to end. If he doesn't appear, there will always be hope, but once Geshuhan falls, it means he is not good, and even the Northern Han God of War can do it. What else can the Northern Han have hope?

"Rong Jin!" Brother Shu Jun gritted his teeth. If Rong Jin was right in front of him at this time, he might have been able to pounce on him and bit him to death.

Looking at the firm and handsome face in front of him, who looked particularly haggard and tired because of his serious injury and had not healed and had been running around for days, Ge Shujun said in a deep voice: "Eleventh brother, you don't have to worry about these things, recover from the injury first! I don't believe it..."

"Emperor Brother." Ge Shuhan sighed in a low voice: "This time, I cannot respect the order, please help me."
Chapter completed!