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Chapter Nine Hundred and Twenty-One: Turning Corruption into Magic

Yang Zhengqi's so-called visit to Mr. Fang and then asking Mr. Fang for help, in fact, from the beginning... it was not that the Yang family had no other channels. The Yang family has been operating overseas for two hundred years and is omnipresent to all countries in the world. How could it be that it completely smashed the plate because of the loss of a river and sea?

The reason for visiting this Mr. Fang is that this Mr. Fang has value in utilization. If this person is used well, he will be a good chess piece.

Asking Fang Wucai to help this, find a way to ask Yan merchants to transport a batch of goods to Yan State and then trade in Yan State. In essence, it was just a question for Fang Wucai.

If Fang Wucai really helped this with all his heart, coupled with the relationship between this person and the Empress Dowager at the beginning, and the "strike" of Fang Wucai by the Dachen court, then this person would be trusted, at least... useful.

For example, now, if the close friend of the Emperor Yan Chengwu of the Great Yan Kingdom stood up, then everything would be even more credible.

After hearing this, Yan Chengjing became interested: "If Mr. Fang really came forward, it would be easier. The period of the Five Emperors' Alliance is approaching... It's very good..."

As he was speaking, an eunuch came hurriedly outside and said, "Your Highness, Wang Bin, the Minister of Rites, Zhang Yu, the commander of the imperial guards, and the officials who accompanied him to ask for a visit."

Yan Chengjing looked at Yang Zhengqi, with a smile on her face and a clear look on her face.

These people are all officials of Dayan who came with him. Obviously, His Majesty died and died only in the evening. Anyone understands that Wu Chengjing, the younger brother of Emperor Dayan, is the most legitimate heir. Moreover, Wu Chengjing is also the son of the Empress Dowager of Dayan. After hearing the bad news in Yanjing, the Empress Dowager of Dayan will definitely strive to ensure that Wu Chengjing succeeds the Grand Principal. The Prince of Qinghe will naturally become the future emperor of Dayan. If you don’t take the opportunity to come and hold your thighs and swear allegiance, when will you wait?

Yan Chengjing smiled and waved his hand and said, "Tell them that the emperor's brother was killed. I am still not seeing foreigners. I have recorded all their thoughts."

The eunuch went there immediately.

Yang Zhengqi said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Your Highness, there is never a shortage of people who are inclined to the flames and power in this world. However, our Yang family has done a lot of efforts. I hope your highness will remember it."

Yan Chengjing laughed and said, "When I become Emperor Yan, will your Yang family have great benefits? So, don't you worry."

Yang Zhengqi nodded, but felt that the Wu Chengjing seemed to be very satisfied and a little frivolous, so he said lightly: "I hope your highness won't forget it, but even if you forget it, it doesn't matter. The Yang family can hold your highness up, which is naturally enough to let your highness fall down. Your Highness, don't forget how the emperor's brother died!"

Yan Chengjing's face suddenly changed, and his proud look just now was wiped out. He never expected that Yang Zhengqi would dare to threaten him if he turned his head.

He stared straight at Yang Zhengqi and sneered: "What's the point?"

"It's not interesting." Yang Zhengqi said lightly: "Just just in case, I'm afraid that your Highness will be dazed."

As he said that, he had grown up and said, "Okay, it's not too early, and I should say goodbye."

Seeing Yang Zhengqi leaving without hesitation, Yan Chengjing's face was gloomy and clear, and his eyes flashed again and again, as if he was making some measurements. In the end, he seemed to have accepted his fate again, and only pursed his lips and watched Yang Zhengqi leave.

He is not a fool either. His top priority is to ascend the throne as Emperor Dayan as soon as possible. As for other matters, he can slow down.

He waved immediately: "Come."

The eunuch hurriedly came in and saluted, "What are your orders?"

Yan Chengjing said lightly: "I will repair a letter to the Empress Dowager on behalf of me, explaining the reason why the emperor's brother was assassinated today. At the same time, I requested the court to increase troops immediately on the border. It is time to put some pressure on Chen Kai. In addition, I sent someone to closely monitor the other palaces to see if there is any movement. Chen Kaizhi is afraid that he will be in a hurry to jump. Before coming to Jibei, I heard that Chen Kaizhi is very powerful, but now it seems that it is just like this..."

A look of contempt flashed across his face, and he waved his hand and said nothing.

In his opinion, it was simply foolish for Chen Kaizhi to take over this mess.

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At this time, in another palace, the atmosphere was not relaxed.

All of the things that should be prepared are ready.

In this era, medical measures are naturally poor, and there is no so-called sterile room. It is not impossible to build a simple operating room.

Chen Kaizhi first ordered people to take mugwort and burn the mugwort, and the smoke produced by the mugwort does have a little disinfection effect.

In addition, alcohol is used in large quantities. All doctors wiped their bodies with alcohol. After taking a shower, they took out the scissors and knives soaked in the alcohol.

Yan Chengwu had wiped all over his body with alcohol, took off his coat, and was lying flat. Chen Kaizhi was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one

When everything was ready, he carefully cut a hole in Yan Chengwu's previous sword injury. The doctors on the side held their breath one by one. Each of them was wearing masks, and the masks had been smoked with mugwort. They were stained with some alcohol, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

Although I have searched several pigs for experiments and roughly figured out the procedures for this operation, most people are still extremely nervous.

After a while, at the knife edge, many people saw that the intestine was exposed, but there were obvious signs of being cut off and many filthy materials flowed out.

Chen Kaizhi carefully took out the filth without hesitation, and then looked carefully at the crack of the intestine, and it seemed to have traces of inflammation. Chen Kaizhi cut a piece of intestine neatly and said, "Get the thread."

This thread is the intestinal thread. It has been disinfected before and has already been put into the needle. Chen Kaizhi is careful every step. In fact, even he himself finds it incredible. Only God knows whether it can be cured.

He was busy with his hands and carefully sutured the intestines together. Fortunately, the wound was small, so there was not much bleeding. Under such conditions, Chen Kaizhi could not perform blood transfusions, so... he could only rely on Yan Chengwu's body to carry it.

After the suture is closed, Chen Kaizhi puts the intestines back into the body and then sutures the external wounds. He knows that it must be fast and it is impossible to have one or two hours at a time like the surgery in later generations. Because of the simplicity of conditions, Yan Chengwu's blood volume may be insufficient at any time. In this case, the operation is really a bit rough, which completely matches Chen Kai's intention of killing the horse.

After everything was sewn, he ordered people to apply golden sore medicine on the sutured wound. When everything was done, Chen Kaizhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, infusion treatment.

Because Yan Chengwu was unable to eat at this time, the best way was to have infusion. He could only eat after his intestines healed.

This glucose is easy to make. In Jibei, Chen Kaizhi was the emperor and had everything he wanted. He barely relied on his poor chemical knowledge to extract natural glucose water. As for the needle tube, it was obviously a bit difficult at this time. He could only make a hollow but thick tube. After disinfecting, it was pierced into Yan Chengwu's blood vessels. At the other end of the tube, a funnel was used to hold glucose water. In order to prevent the infusion from being too fast, some cotton balls were deliberately taken and stuffed into the thick needle tube. Then, he ordered a eunuch to hold the closed funnel.

The other doctors all showed incredible expressions.

In fact, there are similar books in the library on Feiyu Peak, all written by Chen Kaizhi. However, although many craftsmen like to go to Feiyu Peak to seek chemical knowledge, doctors are different. They prefer to treat patients based on their own experience. For them, many of the so-called human anatomy and other knowledge on Feiyu Peak are simply fantasy.

But now, they are curious about the treatment on the spot. Many people don’t know the principle, but think that Chen Kaizhi’s treatment method is cruel and rare, but is it useful?

During the operation, some doctors couldn't help but ask boldly: "Your Majesty, why do you use this so-called alcohol."

"Your Majesty, will this intestine be useful if it is stitched together?"

"Your Majesty, why do you need to enter this sugar water into your blood vessels?"

Chen Kaizhi answered in a mess. Now that he had finally completed this important task, he took off his mask with relief, breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered people to take care of him here, and he was not allowed to let people go in and out at will. The mugwort still had to be burned, but it should not be too thick. He also needed to use alcohol to wipe Yan Chengwu's body three times a day, and even the floor here would also need to be wiped with alcohol.

After dealing with all this, he walked out of the bedroom.

In fact, the treatment of Yan Chengwu this time cost a lot of money. The doctors looked at all this strangely, and it seemed that many people still didn't believe that this would cure the sword wound that hurt the lungs.

However, Chen Kaizhi was too lazy to explain anything to them. If Yan Chengwu lived, Chen Kaizhi believed that the books on medicine in Feiyu Peak would be sold out immediately by doctors in Jibei.

Those medical books were written by Chen Kaizhi in the Hanlin Academy based on memory, and involved a variety of knowledge. On the surface, they seemed very rough. Even many of Chen Kaizhi's memories had omissions and errors, but the general principles were enough to provide people with a direction. For Chen Kaizhi, a correct direction is more important than anything else.
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