The Second Volume of Water Margin

  "What did you say?" Song Jiang's face was shocked after hearing the report from Shi Xiu, but in his heart, he felt a stone had fallen off, knowing that Li Kui must have succeeded.

  Dai Zong only knew that he brought the bad news of Chao Tianwang's misfortune, and seeing Song Jiang's shocked expression, he hurriedly repeated it again. Song Jiang pretended to be angry and said: "This evil thief Shi Wen Gong, with the army everywhere not presenting the night-illuminated jade lion horse, dares to shoot a cold arrow and hurt people!"

  "Brother Gong, Emperor Huizong has been shot by an arrow and is now dizzy and unconscious. We need you to take charge of the situation!" Dai Zong replied without hesitation: "The military doctors are helpless, Emperor Huizong's life hangs in the balance!"

  Song Jiang thought for half a day, and with great effort squeezed out two tears. He wiped them away with his sleeve: "We must trouble our brothers to make another trip, first bring the best doctor from inside the mountain stronghold, we must cure Big Brother Chao."

  "Although the vengeance of a single arrow has not been avenged, from top to bottom of Liangshan Marsh, with Big Brother's body as the priority, this vendetta can be settled another day!"

  "Dai Zong led the way!" The Divine Envoy Dai Zong nodded and hurriedly went to find a doctor, unaware that Song Jiang's decision was actually intended to drag the Tower-Carrying Heavenly King Chao Gai to his death.

  The prescription provided by Wu Yong was also known to Song Jiang, let alone the few three-legged cats in the mountain stronghold. Even if it were an ordinary famous doctor, there would be no way to start, and at most, they could only drag on for a few more days.

  Song Jiang saw Dai Zong leave, then slowly walked back to his own room, greeted his father and brother, and slipped inside. He took out a small key from the head of the bed, opened it, and pulled out a waist card, holding it in his hand, leaning against the headboard, lost in thought.

  This waist card can be said to be Song Jiang's biggest secret at the moment. Although Song Jiang is now sitting in the second seat, if this waist card were to pass through the faces of the Liangshan leaders and be recognized, the lightest would be to drive Song Jiang out of Liangshan Lake, and the most serious one would make Song Jiang die here with his father and brother.

  Song Jiang gritted his teeth, now as long as he could get rid of Chao Gai, the first seat in Liangshan would be his. Then Wu Yong would take the second seat and they would work together to slowly lead Liangshan to surrender.

  "Wu Yong, don't let me down!" Song Jiang stroked his waist card and sighed: "Things have come to this point, it's just about to succeed, now is the crucial moment."

  "This is... the divine doctor of Jiankang Prefecture?" Wu Yong's mouth was wide open, completely losing his usual image of being clever and resourceful. He even forgot to wave the goose feather fan in his hand. He had studied this linked plan with Song Jiang several times, thinking that there were no famous doctors in the nearby counties around Zengtou City. He didn't expect Liu Tang to go to Fahua Temple to seek help, nor did he expect a divine doctor named An Daquan to suddenly appear, and on top of that, from Jiankang Prefecture.

  "That's right!" Liu Tang said with a smile: "An Shen Yi is a famous doctor, he must be able to cure Tian Wang's arrow wound!"

  "This still needs to be seen after examining the patient." An Daoquan fastened his belt, cupped his hands and said: "I heard that the patient was shot with a poisoned arrow, and it's necessary to identify the toxicity before administering medicine."

  Wu Yong's mouth finally closed, and he thought to himself, "What's the hurry?" That poison wasn't something that just any famous doctor could identify. After some thought, Wu Yong was still confident in himself: "Then let's have Brother Liu Tang bring Anxin Doctor in to take a look at Eldest Brother before we say anything else."

  "Also, please trouble Brother Wu Yong to take Anshen physician first." Liu Tang said: "Anshen physician didn't come alone, there are two more good men with lives on the Jianghu who came together, only fearing that it would delay the illness, so I had him bring Anshen physician ahead, and I'll wait here for those two good men to arrive."

  Wu Yong nodded, not paying much attention, and didn't bother to ask for his name. He led An Daquan into the tent to see Chai Tianwang. As soon as they entered the big tent, a strong smell of medicine hit their noses. On the bed, Chai Tianwang was lying on his back with half of his face severely swollen from the arrow wound, and he was unconscious.

  An Daquan put down the medicine bag, first went up to try Tianwang's breathing, and indeed it was as thin as a thread, sometimes there, sometimes not. He sighed: "As the saying goes, 'A visible sword is easy to dodge, but an invisible arrow is hard to defend against.' Even if it were Xun Guan, such a hero, he couldn't dodge this."

  "Is that arrow medicine still there?" An Daquan sat on the edge of the bed, directly grasping Xu Ge's hand to feel his pulse, and also frowned: "What medicine did the military doctor use?"

  Wu Yong, also known as Wisdom Star, looked at it and sneered secretly. He called the doctor over, exchanged a couple of words with him, and then took out that arrow again to examine it.

  An Daoquan released Xiang Gai's hand, took the medicine arrow over, looked at it, and then brought the arrowhead to his nose for a sniff. He only felt a sweet and fishy smell rushing up, and he quickly closed his breath and dared not smell more. He closed his eyes and pondered.

  "It's useless to think about it, this ancient recipe has already been forgotten by everyone." Wu Yong thought: "Even I only know it from a fragmentary copy, even if you smell it until tomorrow morning, you won't be able to smell it out."

  An Daquan thought for a while, not yet speaking, and first let out a sigh. Wu Yong was eagerly waiting for An Daquan to say something like "This is beyond cure", then the great task would be accomplished.

  "I didn't expect that Andaoquan slowly opened his eyes and said: 'Hook kiss grass, crane top red, ten steps down, and mixed with a certain snake venom. The person who poisoned this is really ruthless! This is simply a set of merciless King Yan's recipe, damaging the heavenly virtue!"

  This string of poisonous names slowly came out of Andaoquan's mouth, each name like a big hammer, heavily smashing Wu Yong's heart, making him so depressed that he wanted to vomit three liters of blood.

  An Daquan is indeed a god, having smelled it and recited the poisonous prescription from the ancient book without missing a single word. It's worth noting that Wu Yong had been preparing for this since he saw the prescription, and it took him several years to gather all the poisonous ingredients, not to mention experimenting with cats and dogs.

  Looking at Andao's contemplative appearance, Wu Yong acknowledged that he had already harbored murderous intentions!

  "Can Doctor An be saved?" Wu Yong tightly grasped the goose feather fan in his hand, and no one knew that on the handle of this goose feather fan there was a mechanism from which a dagger could be drawn out. Although it was very small, it was already enough to stab to death the An Daoquan before him! With a wave of his hand, Wu Yong had everyone else retreat from the large tent.

  "There is a solution, but it's also unsolvable." An Daoquan shook his head and looked at Chu Tianwang who was ignorant of human affairs.

  "Divine Doctor, what do you mean by that?" Wu Yong asked, his hand already on the small button on the handle of the fan. With just a slight push, a dagger would pop out from behind the fan. At the same time, Wu Yong's feet slowly began to move, waiting for an opportunity.

  As long as this An Daoquan can really solve the poison, Wu Yong will not hesitate to take action. At that time, just say that this An Shen doctor is a spy sent by Zengtou City to assassinate Chong Tianwang, these leaders will still be willing to believe their own military advisor who drinks together rather than an outsider.

  "If there was still time, I could have administered an antidote and saved Chao Tianwang." An Daoquan explained: "But now, judging from Chao Tianwang's symptoms, the timing has been missed, and the military doctor has misused a general antidote. Now, he won't last more than two hours."

  "So it's both solvable and unsolvable." An Daoquan sighed: "Xiao Ke has a prescription that can make Chongtian King temporarily sober for a moment, if there are any last words, he can also entrust them."

  "That's a relief for the divine doctor." Wu Yong let out a sigh of relief, released his grip on the fan handle, and shook the goose feather fan again: "What medicine does the divine doctor need? I'll instruct them to prepare it right away."

  "Alas!" An Daoquan had learned this prescription, but he didn't expect that within a short period of days, it would be used first by Lu Junyi and now again by Chao Tianwang: "These medicinal herbs are all nearby, I'll go out and decoct the medicine right away."

  "Doctor, slow down!" The curtain was lifted and Ximen Qing and Wu Song stepped in. Ximen Qing didn't even notice the shocked Wu Yong beside him, but instead went straight to Chai Tianwang and asked: "If I have a way to release some poison, can you delay for some time so that the doctor can prepare medicine?"

  Ximen Qing and Wu Song arrived just in time, exchanged a few words with Liu Tang, then came to the main tent. As they approached the entrance, they overheard the conversation inside and hastily entered to intervene.

  "Poison?" An Daoquan's eyes lit up: "This method of the master is a good one, I was so busy calculating the time to detoxify that I forgot about this trick."

  "But the arrow wound is not big, and now it's swollen badly, how can we let the poison out?" An Daquan said immediately.

  Ximen Qing pulled out an oilcloth package from his bosom, and from inside it he took out the surgical knife that had caused Tang Lung's headache, and also asked Wu Song to take out two crystal bottles of medicinal alcohol.

  Looking at Tota Tianwang's appearance, Ximen Qing prepared to use some of his descendants' methods, drawing a cross on the wound and letting out some of the toxic blood.

  "These two bottles are my secret Jieyang Spring, which can be used to disinfect and expel evil poison." Ximen Qing thought for a moment and still used some ancient vocabulary, in case An Daquan didn't understand: "This small knife is extremely sharp, it can cut open the blood vessels and let the toxic blood flow out by itself."

  These things even An Daoquan had never seen before, shocked and stunned. After a moment's thought, he could only make the best of a bad situation: "In that case, Master can try it out."

  "What do you think, Wu Jun?" Ximen Qing asked, weighing the scalpel in his hand and turning to look at Wu Yong, who was also taken aback. Clearly these two things were beyond Wu's knowledge.

  "A few people self-medicate, I have no opinion." Wu Yong thought for a moment and said. It seems that this young man who suddenly rushed in has exceeded the general medical category and used things similar to witchcraft. Wu Yong was happy to stand by and watch, besides, if he couldn't save Chong Tianwang, Wu Yong could still say that these people misused witchcraft and killed Chong Tianwang.

  "By the way, my name is Ximen Qing." Ximen Qing smiled: "That strong man over there is my sworn brother, named Wu Song. When I start later, Wu Song will guarantee that no one can disturb us."