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Chapter fifty-eight: the sick

Guan Yan and others left Yanzhou and entered Yuzhou after dozens of days of marching. On that day, they finally stepped into Yingchuan County.

Yingchuan has always been a big county in history. Since its establishment, it has always been the most populous and prosperous place outside the capital. Its capital is now Yuzhou City, Henan Province. Yingchuan County has a profound cultural heritage and is auspicious place for the Chinese nation. Huangdi was born here, and Xia Yu built his capital in Yingchuan. Therefore, it has become auspicious place for many surnames in China. In history, Yingchuan has produced many talents and countless people.

Regarding the Three Kingdoms period, many famous scholars such as Guo Jia, Xun Yu, Chen Qun were from Yingchuan.

Yingchuan Academy is even more famous in Jiuzhou and is a holy place for scholars of this era.

According to Guan Yan's idea, he wanted to stay in Yingchuan for a while and go to Yingchuan Academy to see if he could disperse his "dominant spirit" and recruit some talents. However, if he really went there, Guan Yan would definitely be very disappointed.

The Yingchuan clan has a long history and is intricate. It is already very good to treat Guan Yan as a guest of honor, not to mention that others surrender to him as a guest of honor.

What's more, time is tight now, so it's the main thing to rush to Luoyang to protect Huangfu Song as soon as possible!

Guan Yan and his team camped on the Yingshui shore beside Yingchuan City. Guan Yan sat on a mound of soil, looking at Yingchuan City with yearning eyes, and shed tears in her heart: Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Chen Qun... You have to wait for me!

Chen Deng, who was standing beside him, looked at Guan Yan with a strange face, walked up and whispered: "Lord, what are you thinking about?"

Guan Yan was stunned: "Oh, nothing, I just heard that Yingchuan famous scholars gathered, but now I can't visit Yi Er, and I feel lonely."

Chen Deng smiled, how could he not know Guan Yan’s thoughts? Chen Deng looked at the outline of Yingchuan City in the distance and whispered: "Deng already knows what the lord is thinking about, but the time has not come, so it’s too early to say it!"

Looking at Chen Deng's sincere eyes, Guan Yan sighed in disappointment: "What Yuanlong said is very much! Alas, it's okay to sit there, let's go out for a walk."

Guan Yan stood up, patted the dust behind him, and walked towards the forest beside him.

The shadows of the mountains and forests are swaying at night, and the moonlight is spread on the Yingshui River beside it, and it is like silver foil.

Guan Yan and Chen Deng were walking while talking in love, and before they knew it, they had already walked into the depths of the woods.

Suddenly, two red dots flashed far ahead, swaying slightly with the breeze.

Guan Yan pointed to the red dot and said, "What is that?"

Chen Deng wanted to take a few steps and looked at him. There were two black characters on the shadow on the red dot.

Chen Deng turned around and said, "Lord, it seems to be the two lanterns in front of a house."

Guan Yan frowned and said, "There are people in such a secluded place?" Guan Yan walked forward a few steps and said, "Let's go, I'll ask for a glass of water and wine."

Guan Yan was obviously idle and didn't drink water from the camp, so he went to the deep forest to find someone to ask for it.

Chen Deng looked at Guan Yan's background and shook his head with a wry smile, then followed again.

Guan Yan knocked on the door lightly, took two steps back, and waited for the owner to open the door.

With a squeak, the door opened in response to the sound. An old man walked in in panic. When he saw Guan Yan pulled his sleeve and dragged it in: "The doctor is finally here. Please come in quickly, please come in."

Guan Yan was so confused that the monk said that he was not confused, but the old man was very anxious, and Guan Yan was pulled into the main hall without even explaining.

A pale middle-aged man in the main hall was leaning against a chair with his eyes closed.

When the old man pulled Guan Yan in, the middle-aged man opened his eyes slightly and stretched out his hand weakly: "Doctor, please sit down."

The old man let go of Guan Yan and stood behind the middle-aged man.

Guan Yan managed Lila's loose clothes and said embarrassedly: "I am not a doctor, but I am a Jizhou worker. I met this place and asked for a cup of water to drink."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man pointed at Guan Yan with a angrily brow and shouted: "Since you are not a doctor, why are you here to do something? Go out!"

Guan Yan stood there with an awkward look on his face, and Chen Deng was speechless for a moment.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Old Fan should not be rude, the person who comes is a guest, so give tea."

Hearing this, the old man looked at Guan Yan coldly and snorted, then walked out.

The middle-aged man looked at Guan Yan again, closed his eyes and said, "Please sit down, two sirs."

Guan Yan looked at the pale middle-aged man and said embarrassedly: "I am so abrupt, please don't blame me!"

The middle-aged man suddenly looked in pain and hurriedly took out a handkerchief and covered it on his mouth, coughing violently.

After a while, the middle-aged man stopped coughing, slowly took off his handkerchief, and sat upright, gasping heavily.

Looking at the blood on the man's handkerchief, Guan Yan and Chen Deng's eyes flashed with surprise and glanced at each other.

This is, the old man named Lao Fan came to the main hall with tea. He saw the middle-aged man slowly put down his blood-stained handkerchief, and ignored the tea on the plate. He threw it down and rushed to the middle-aged man, gently stroked the man's back, and said with tears in his eyes: "My master is fine?"

The middle-aged man panted, then he raised his head slightly and looked at Lao Fan and said, "It's nothing, it's just an old problem. It seems that the doctor will not come today."

"I will tie him up even if I tie him up!" Lao Fan seemed to be even more angry than a young man, and he shouted and was about to rush out.

"Forget it, I'm afraid he doesn't dare to use the method that Dr. Wang said!" After saying that, the middle-aged man started coughing violently again.

Guan Yan couldn't help but salute to the middle-aged man and whispered: "I'm so arrogant and dare to be a wise man, what disease should I suffer from?"

"What do you care about? It won't spread it to you." Old Fan was still angry and beat Guan Yan hard again.

The middle-aged man just gently patted Lao Fan's clenched fist, looked at Guan Yan and said, "It's okay to say it: a man was stabbed into his chest by an iron nail ten years ago. He didn't pay attention to it at that time, but just pulled it out in a hurry and stopped understanding it after several days of recuperation."

The middle-aged man coughed several times again and continued, "I often coughed until I coughed up blood. For several years, I have invited famous doctors to diagnose it. Finally, I learned that the iron nails stabbed into the lungs ten years ago were not completely removed. The remaining iron nails rusted into the lungs and flowed with the breath. Although the doctors knew the root of the disease, they were helpless. A month ago, when a famous doctor in Yangzhou diagnosed me, he once said that his teacher had used the "water-clear method" to treat patients similar to me, but he was not sure and dared not try it lightly!"

"What is the 'water clear method'?" Guan Yan couldn't help but ask.

Lao Fan immediately replied: "'Shuiqing method' is to break open the chest and wash away the debris in the lungs with clean water!"

Such high-end? Guan Yan thought to himself: Isn’t this the surgery in later generations? Can there be such a great man in this era?
Chapter completed!
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