Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"Hurry up and save our Zhao Aiqing!!!"

Emperor Zhu Chongba didn't know that Zhao Zheng's consciousness had jumped back to Zhao Mansion.

The No. 26 puppet on the main street has a muddy head.

But Zhao Zhengga returned to Ga.

Hega is his own choice.

So these imperial doctors who are two steps behind, even if it is for their own lives, they should be saved for this soulless body.

"Get the silver needle first!"

"At the same time, the crowd was also pinched by me!"

"What about ginseng, quickly put it on the sublingual pad for Mr. Shoufu!"

"Purple Snow Pill, melt it for me!"

This team of imperial physicians is much more proficient than all the imperial physicians who encountered this situation before.

Because this is a team that Lao Zhu personally developed and participated in the supervision of training——

Sun Moon Dynasty First Aid Imperial Physician!

This is what they are for!

"Where is the barrier! Come here to block the wind! Block the light!"

The imperial doctors have done everything they can do professionally.

Naturally, they don't need to do the rest of the windshield.

Even without the guards that Lao Zhu brought with him when he left the palace behind him.

Zhao Zheng died.

It fell in front of the eyes of all the people on the scene.

Even to the point of death, he still held a piece of advice in his hand.

Zhao Zheng has privileges, Zhao Fu has privileges, so what?

The people, whether they had some discomfort before or didn't think about it at all, all set off.

They used their hands to prop up their long gowns.

They are more professional than the guards behind Lao Zhu.

It was even close to being comparable to the soldiers who were fighting with the Jurchen on the border of Liaodong at the moment.

They are howling to the wind.

At the same time, the Liaodong border.

"Return my brother Tie Xin's life!!!"

After several months, Lan Zhong's figure has changed from a skinny man to a very burly one.

He rode the horse left behind by Lan Tiexin and wore the armor left by Lan Tiexin.

Under the cover of dozens of righteous brothers, the transformation from a kid to a big man is going on.

Lan Zhong is also roaring!

In his soul, Sun Xingzhong was also roaring!

One day, he will get the title of General Nan.

There will definitely be such a day.

He will become Marshal Sun.

It has its own Sun Zishuai flag.

"Pirates!"

"The sun and the moon ahead will perish if they don't descend!"

The so-called Jurchen dissatisfaction is full of rumors that they are invincible.

Under the command of Xu Jin, the Sun Moon Dynasty, the undisputed God of War.

Under the charge of Lan Yu, the undisputed hero of the Sun Moon Dynasty.

Add up a full [-] Jurchen, Dongmeng and Goryeo joint armies.

It was directly smashed by the Sun Moon Dynasty, [-] pioneers and the former army.

The remaining 3 people.

After Lan Zhong returned to Shuai's banner.

Leading, still full of spirit, to the plain battlefield in the distance.

Representing the Eastern Dynasty, he yelled out the sentence that has been held back for hundreds of years, even with upgrades and extras, the declaration of facing the enemy.

Swish! ! !

boom! ! !

"The sun and the moon ahead! If it doesn't fall, it will perish!"

Thirty thousand soldiers with high spirits drew out the sabers from their waists together.

Step forward at the same time.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

The gunpowder smoke was everywhere, and he was frightened and froze in place.

The wind stopped.

On the main street of the capital.

The crowded crowd left a circle empty.

They all held shields made from the hem of their own clothes.

What is exhaled from the mouth and nose is the arrow formed by the condensed water vapor.

In the 16th year of enlightenment, the autumn wind blows from the sea and the Qingjiang River.

In an instant, she became a servant on the Qinhuai River, combing the ribbon of a gentle actor.

Face to face with the sages, autumn returns to spring!

……

"What's the matter, why is our Zhao Aiqing still awake!"

At this moment, Lao Zhu looked at the people around him who were spontaneously holding up their clothes.

I don't know if he really cares about Zhao Zheng in his heart, but he has a little worry again.

But he did say what he cared about.

The expression on his face was indeed anxious and concerned.

"Your Majesty, it's difficult..."

The doctors all shook their heads.

They did what they had to do.

"Why is it difficult? We can find the best medicine in the world for you."

"Could it be that you can't save one person?"

What Lao Zhu said is the real truth.

Because recently his sister has started to feel bad again.

Old, he also felt old.

Can these imperial doctors really save lives?

Will he be able to save himself then?

"His Majesty!"

"Master Shoufu, it was a stroke caused by overwork, self-blame and worry."

"As soon as the silver needle fell, black blood was about to emerge from the mouth and nose of Mr. Capital."

"Official, I really dare not do it again."

The imperial physicians are also explaining for themselves.

It probably means that if you don't save him, Zhao Zheng will slowly stop breathing, and then he will die.

to save.

A careless.

It has to be snapped off immediately.

Moreover, the probability of this happening is very high, and it is impossible for them imperial physicians to be sure.

Unless the gods come.

Lao Zhu looked at No. 26 Zhao Zheng, who had his eyes closed tightly on the ground, and his heart flashed complicated.

"Hiss, my hands are a little sore."

"What's the matter with your sore hands? My legs are numb."

"Then why are you still motionless?"

"Haven't you been motionless?"

"Can it be the same? As a farmer, I have to wield a hoe every day, and my hands are sore."

"I'm still carrying sacks. Do you know who carried the food and grass for the three major battalions outside the city?"

"It's you?"

"It's the big brother in my village!"

"Don't talk about it, it's all for Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao has worked tirelessly. He hasn't had a good rest since he took office. In a few months, he went to several provincial capitals..."

Old Zhu listened to the whispers of the people around him, the wrinkles on his face made his heart tighten together.

"Help us!!!"

"Aiqing, the world you gave us has earned 21 from the thirteen chief secretaries, which makes us happy, but you are not happy yet."

Lao Zhu came to Zhao Zheng's side, with complicated eyes speaking from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't deliberately amplify his voice, nor did he deliberately lower his voice.

It's like talking to someone close to you.

However, he is indeed a confidant of Zhao Zheng.

His chest is also hot.

However, this hotness was covered by his wide dragon robe.

"Zhao Aiqing, you just showed us two sites of the chief secretary, and there are still nineteen left. You can't let them go."

"The other ministers in the court all have their own selfishness, so we are not at ease."

These words made the hands of the imperial physicians on the scene stiffen.

Let the people around them tighten the 'screen' in their hands even tighter.

"Your Majesty just said that Mr. Zhao is the only good official who has no selfish intentions!"

"Your Majesty just said that Mr. Zhao is the only good official!"

"Your Majesty said just now that all the ministers in the court are bad, and only Mr. Zhao is good!"

"Then Mr. Zhao must come back alive!"

"We can't live without Master Zhao!"

……

Cough!

Whoosh!

Puppet No. 26 suddenly started convulsing and coughing up blood.

"What happened to our Zhao Aiqing!"

Old Zhu panicked.

The surrounding imperial physicians hurriedly pushed Lao Zhu away.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The medical biography was flipped loudly.

"Use the method compiled by Zhao in the past! Immediately perform chest compressions!"

"Everyone around disperses!"

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