Wei Zheng said: "The Eighth Prince, Imperial Doctor Duan He, said that when he treats the emperor, no one can enter!"

After saying that, Li Chengfeng glared at Wei Zheng instantly and shouted, "Don't let it go! My medical skills are Shennong's life. If I can't cure the disease, that river is inside, it's just a mess! Why don't you hurry up

Open the door and let me in?"

"Yes, yes, the Eighth Prince, the old minister will open the door and let you in, but the rest of the people cannot come in!"

"Okay!" Li Chengfeng nodded and agreed.

The reason why Wei Zheng refused to let them in was because Li Shimin was too serious and he didn't want Li Lizhi and the others to see Li Shimin's embarrassing appearance.

Secondly, the eighth prince's medical skills are much better than the imperial physician Duan He, which Duan He personally admitted.

If even the Eighth Prince could not save Li Shimin, then Li Shimin would be really out of his way.

With a pious heart, Wei Zheng took Li Chengfeng into the attic.

In the attic, there was an old man with a pale face lying on a quaint bed. This old man was naturally the Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty.

Duan He treated Li Shimin on the side, and two accompanying medicine children were boiling soup for Duan He.

Duan He was holding acupuncture in his hand, his hands trembling and he didn't dare to prick them.

The dense Han water appeared on his forehead. Yaotong wiped Wei Zheng's sweat from time to time to prevent the sweat from falling on Li Shimin's bed.

"Imperial Doctor, how is the emperor's condition? The Eighth Prince is here. Please let the Eighth Prince see the emperor's condition!"

Wei Zheng hurried to Li Shimin's side, and Li Chengfeng followed and saw Li Shimin with a pale face lying on the bed.

His yellow robe had been taken off and he was wearing a white robe.

There is a slight bending of the left foot, which is obviously either dislocated or fractured.

There was a big bag on the back of Li Shimin's head and a big bruise on his left face.

"What's going on? Why did the father look like this?"

Li Chengfeng asked worriedly.

Fortunately, Li Shimin's physical fitness is strong after all. If another old man was suppressed by that big stone, he would probably die.

Wei Zheng sighed and said, "Oh, the Eighth Prince! This matter is a long story!"

"Don't worry, say slowly, I'll take the emperor's pulse first!"

"Duan He, please let me treat my father first!"

"Okay, okay, the eighth prince, you will treat the emperor, and the old minister will help you!"

When Duan He saw that Li Chengfeng had taken over the case, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Li Shimin's injury was too serious, and he was the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, there must be no mistakes during the treatment process.

Otherwise, if the emperor dies, his imperial physician Duan He, as the attending doctor, will also be buried with him.

Li Chengfeng sat on the edge of the bed, and while taking Li Shimin's pulse, Wei Zheng was talking about what happened to them yesterday.

Wei Zheng said: "Early yesterday morning, the old minister followed the emperor to Chang'an City and came to Changfeng Village to inspect how the Grand Canal was dug! The villagers said that the Grand Canal was blocked by Tianyue Mountain! So the emperor walked down the river ditches

Within, check the terrain of the Grand Canal! Most of the mountains are stones and difficult to dig, so the emperor wondered whether to bypass the mountains and continue to dig the Grand Canal, or to directly open a road from the middle of the mountains?"

"However, just as we were discussing, a huge stone suddenly rolled down from Tianyue Mountain, directly suppressing the emperor! The old ministers were all frightened and quickly wanted to transport the emperor back to the palace!

But the casual imperial doctor said that the emperor was too seriously injured and it was not easy to get through, so we sent the emperor to the Cuixian Tower in Changfeng Village to recuperate!"

"The old minister and Prime Minister Du Ruhui returned to the palace. The old minister invited the imperial physician Duan He to travel overnight to cure the emperor's illness. Prime Minister Du Ruhui stayed in the palace and announced that the emperor was injured and had not come back to court these days.

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At this point, Li Chengfeng finally knew why Li Shimin was injured.

At first, Li Chengfeng thought about the conspiracy theory that someone wanted to deliberately harm Li Shimin and smashed him with a huge rock.

But the ministers accompanying him said that no trace of the suspect was found on the mountain, so Li Shimin was injured, which was purely an accident.

"Eighth Prince, what's wrong with the emperor's condition?"

Wei Zheng continued to ask anxiously.

Li Chengfeng shook his head slightly and said, "The pulse is weak, and the lungs are damaged, but fortunately it did not hurt the heart!"

Li Chengfeng pinched Li Shimin's left hand and said, "The left hand was dislocated, the right leg was broken, and the three ribs on the chest were displaced, which pressed the kidneys! The spine was severely damaged and slightly damaged, but fortunately it was not broken, otherwise it would be true.

No more saved!"

"This, this..."

Li Chengfeng continued: "But the most serious thing is not the emperor's physical injuries, but the emperor's brain was seriously injured!"

Wei Zheng was so scared that he didn't dare to say much. Duan He was also timid.

As soon as Li Chengfeng arrived, he had found out all the injuries on Li Shimin in less than two minutes?

Li Chengfeng just took his pulse and touched the emperor's body, and then he knew how serious the emperor's injuries were.

Li Chengfeng touched Li Shimin's head and said, "The emperor's skull was marked with obvious cracks and hemorrhages in the brain. This is the main reason why the father fainted! If it is placed in front of him, the emperor would be dead and he is unsuccessful.

!But now, maybe I have a way to save the emperor!"

"What method? Please tell me quickly, what method?"

Wei Zheng and Duan He stared at Li Chengfeng with wide eyes.

A sharp light passed by Li Chengfeng's eyes and said, "Cut the craniotomy and take the blood!"

"What, craniotomy?"

"Ah? Craniotomy?"

"Ding, surprise from Wei Zheng, naughty value is 120!"

"Ding, the shock from Duan He, the naughty value is 118!"

Both of them looked at Li Chengfeng in a daze.

What is craniotomy? That is, open your head and then have surgery?

Let me ask, if a person's head is opened, can he still survive?

In ancient times, the miraculous doctor Hua Tuo wanted to perform a craniotomy on Cao Cao. Cao Cao, who was suspicious by nature, ordered Hua Tuo to behead him without saying a word, saying that Hua Tuo wanted to conspire to assassinate him?

But the eighth prince wants to perform a craniotomy on Emperor Li Shimin?

This made Wei Zheng and Duan He sit in a daze.

It would be fine if the eighth prince's operation was successful. He saved the Emperor of Tang. If it failed, wouldn't the emperor be sure to die?

"No, absolutely not! Craniotomy surgery is not a joke. How can one say that the craniotomy is just a skull? The old minister doesn't agree. I won't agree with the Eighth Prince doing this, not only for the emperor, but also for the good of the Eighth Prince.

, Old Master can't let you do this!"
Chapter completed!