Mountains and rivers hand in hand, smile for you

In the camp, the military imperial doctor was constantly busy in front of the hospital bed, while Shang Ji was sweating in a hurry. When he saw Jing Huan lying in Chu Yanchu's arms dying, the grief and despair in his heart were far greater than his. The anger of dying for Chu Yanchu, at that time he only wanted to save him, he couldn't let him die, absolutely not!

The imperial doctor was busy until the sun went down. Seeing the blood continuously flowing out, Shang Ji wished he could take a bite of his hand and let him drink his fill.

It wasn't until evening that the imperial doctor wiped off the sweat from his head and heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at Jing Huan who seemed to be no longer in pain on the bed, Shang Ji also heaved a sigh of relief.

Shang Ji sat beside Jing Huan's bed, his eyes quietly painted Jing Huan's face, when, when did he occupy such an important place in his heart?That kind of heartache has never been felt since he was born, even when his father and mother died, he never felt such heartache.

Shang Ji was a little afraid of this feeling, but should he kill him?Shang Ji looked at his hand in confusion, could he do it again?

For three whole days and three nights, Jing Huan remained in a coma. A great victory was heard on the battlefield. Chu Shangyu and Chu Yanchu were arrested and are now being held in the barracks prison. Most of the Chu army surrendered to the merchants, and many committed suicide on the spot to serve the country. The territory of the Shang Kingdom expanded again, the Baili Kingdom was in jeopardy, and the world was divided into two. Everyone knew that the war between the two countries was imminent.

Shang Ji brought the army back to the palace, and the whole country welcomed and celebrated for another three days and three nights. Jing Huan was placed in Shang Ji's bedroom to take care of him, but he never woke up. Everyone said it was fine, and the rest only depended on Jing Huan's own will.Shang Ji thought that with Jing Huan's character, he would not let himself die so early and would definitely wake up, but he never woke up.On the seventh day, Shang Ji really panicked, and he once again called the most famous imperial physician in the palace, Shangguan Hong.

"Why hasn't he woke up yet?" Shang Ji exuded a cold air all over his body, and his tone was colder than he had ever seen before.

Shangguan Hong wiped off his cold sweat and said tremblingly: "Back to the emperor, Mr. Jing is only slightly lacking in energy and blood, but the old minister has already prescribed a lot of blood-enriching medicine. It stands to reason that he should have woken up long ago, but...but..."

"Trash!" Shang Ji growled fiercely.

Shangguan Hong's legs trembled in fright, and he quickly knelt on the ground: "The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life! Only Mr. Jing has the best medical skills in the entire Imperial Medical Bureau, but Mr. Jing..."

"Is there no other way?" Shang Ji's tone contained a powerlessness that he didn't realize.

Shangguan Hong suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said hurriedly: "The old minister remembered!"

"Say it!" Shang Ji suddenly regained his energy.

"One more person must have a solution."

"Who?"

"Ghost doctor ghost hand."

"He..." Shang Ji raised his eyebrows. He had also heard of the name "Ghost Doctor Ghost Hand". It was rumored that he could cure any difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and he could even bring the dead back to life. Even if you don't give him a penny, he will treat you. If you are unhappy, you will give him a golden mountain, and he will not treat him. He is notorious for dying.

"Yes, Your Majesty, but it is not easy to invite this person out of the mountain."

"I know." Shang Ji looked back silently at Jing Huan lying quietly on the bed, and said flatly, "I will go in person."

"Your Majesty, this..." Shangguan Hong was shocked, the Emperor would actually do such a thing for Mr. Jing himself?

"That's it, you go down."

"Yes." Shangguan Hong didn't dare to make too many comments, so he had to step back silently, and kept saying in his heart: Mr. Jing, you must be fine!

Everyone knows the place where the ghost doctor sees a doctor. There is a small wooden house on the edge of the northwest forest. This wooden house is not the one that Jing Huan lived in back then. The wooden house that Jing Huan lived in is a hidden wooden house in the deepest part of the northwest forest. If Shang Ji hadn't bumped into that forest by mistake and was bumped into by Jing Huan, no one would have found it. Back then, Ghost Hand spent a lot of time in this small wooden house outside.But this cabin is not that if you go there, he will definitely be there waiting for you, it depends on luck.Obviously, Shang Ji's luck was not very good.

As soon as Shang Ji approached the forest, he felt a strong sense of familiarity, which made his head a little painful. He looked at the forest in front of him and couldn't help wondering, could he have been here before?

Shang Ji quickly found the legendary cabin, it was nothing special and there was no one inside.Shang Ji had no choice but to stay here and wait for the ghost hand to come back.

Two days later, when Shang Ji would not come back in the future, he came back.

But what Shang Ji didn't expect no matter how much he thought was that the first words that Guishou saw him were: "It's you?"

"You know me?" Shang Ji asked back.

"Oh, I don't know." Ghost Hand's surprised eyes were fleeting, and he calmly sat on the stool in the room over Shang Ji, sipping tea.

To be honest, he didn't expect to meet the young man from seven years ago. He has grown up a lot. Sure enough, he doesn't know himself anymore. The medicine really works.

"What's the matter?" Ghost Hand asked lightly.

"Please ask the genius doctor to save a person." Shang Ji was very respectful, without the emperor's airs at all.

Ghost Hand lived in seclusion in the mountains all the year round, and only occasionally heard about the recent major events in the Shang Kingdom, but he had never met the Emperor of the Shang Kingdom, and knew very little about foreign affairs, so he didn't know that the person in front of him was the Emperor of the Shang Kingdom.

"Who?" Ghost Hand wanted to sell him some face, after all, he owed him something back then.

Shang Ji didn't expect him to agree so easily, and hurriedly said, "An old friend."

"where?"

"Please, doctor, the carriage is already ready." Shang Ji had already prepared the carriage on the day he came, because he was bound to win it at that time.

The ghost hand looked at him, but didn't speak.He was still wondering why there was a carriage at the door. It turned out that this kid had already settled it, so don't be complacent, kid. If it wasn't for Jing Huan's sake, he wouldn't bother you at all.