Chapter 287 Seal

Prince Jing's body was very weak, and because of this anger, he had a few chances of survival.

Sai Hua Tuo was both acupuncture and medicine. After a lot of effort, he finally woke up the lost King of Jing. But when King Jing woke up, he was still depressed and not angry. He was so angry that the old magic doctor cursed at him: "If you want to die, just do it. What's wrong with letting me go back and forth to save my life?

After scolding King Jing, the old magic doctor turned around and scolded Liu Yao: "You haven't recovered yet. Why are you running around? Are you afraid that you will not die fast enough? He came here to make you angry!"

Liu Yao silently ignored Sai Hua Tuo and only stared at King Jing and said, "You can't die yet. Hold on."

Jing Wang did not react at all, but his eyes were still heavy, and he was not fresh at all. He believed what Liu Yao said. It doesn't make sense. He just thinks the news will be true. Maybe when he released people, he already had such an expectation in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about it deeply.

"You unfilial son..." Sai Hua Tuo looked at Liu Yao like a monster. His beard trembled with anger and wanted to scold him, but he lacked words and didn't know how to speak. Doesn't he understand that the two father and son are natural enemies? I have to count my son until I die. My son is seriously injured and won't forget to kill me!

Liu Yao ignored the old magic doctor at all and stared at King Jing and continued, "Even if you don't live for King Jing's Mansion, you have to live for Liu Xu. If you die, I won't care about him."

King Jing's eyes suddenly opened and stared at Liu Yao, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you dare to touch him?"

Liu Yao laughed sarcastically: "Huh! I won't move him. But he has to live on his own. The two good sons you raised, one is bold and the other is stupid and reckless! Do you know that the little son you miss has asked me many times to lead the army to fight? It's a little bloody, but it's a waste!"

"Shut up!" King Jing was so angry with him again that his blood surged and almost lost his anger again.

Liu Yao looked at the thin and angry King with a smile and shook his head, as if he was regretting and gloating. But at this moment, his wound hurts so much that he has no intention to provoke him. He slowly stood up and motioned Jiang Ting to leave.

This place of Jing Ruitang always makes him feel stuffy. If one day he really becomes the owner of this royal palace, he will definitely have to push this place away and rebuild it.

Jiang Ting looked at Liu Yao with a worried face, and then at the old magic doctor. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something but stopped talking. In the end, she held Liu Yao's arm with a sigh and walked slowly out of the door with him.

"Hence." The old magic doctor angrily stopped the footsteps of the two. He came to Liu Yao with an unhappy face and stretched out his finger and pointed to his wound: "The blood has come out. Do you want to die?"

Liu Yao was hummed, but he was still silent and was about to bypass the old magic doctor and continue to walk. He had guessed before that Saihua Tuo was willing to stay in King Jing's Mansion, perhaps because he had a friendship with King Jing.

I didn't really understand it before, so it's okay to ask him to treat the injury. But now this old son helps King Jing to scold him as an unfilial son, and Liu Yao doesn't want to owe others any more. It's better to change the doctor to treat this injury.

"The Son of the World." Jiang Ting couldn't help holding Liu Yao's arm and persuaded him worriedly, "Your wound must have cracked. Let the magic doctor see it before leaving."

"Hmm." The old magic doctor snorted coldly in his nose, but still turned to open the medicine box to get the medicine. When he turned around and saw that Liu Yao was still motionless, his face suddenly sank: "What? Do you still want me to come to ask you?"

"Don't be angry, old gentleman. He is stubborn and annoying. Please bear with him." Jiang Ting smiled at the old magic doctor, turned her head and stared at Liu Yao, and pulled him back to sit down. The little flame in her heart suddenly burned, and her movements were a little less gentle, which made Liu Yao groan in pain.

The old magic doctor had a cold face, but he still came over to help Liu Yao untie the bandage and see the wound.

When Jiang Ting helped him untie Liu Yao's bandage and saw the blood-stained wound, her anger suddenly turned into heartache, and tears fell down.

"Don't you have a brain? The wound is cracked and I won't say..."

Faced with Jiang Ting's tears, Liu Yao's combat effectiveness suddenly returned to zero, and he endured the pain and comforted her: "It's okay, just shed a little blood. It doesn't hurt much... Ah!"

The old magic doctor coldly held the alcohol-soaked cotton and pressed it on Liu Yao's wound. After hearing his miserable cry, he sneered and said, "Isn't it not painful?"

Liu Yao's face was pale with pain, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and the corners of his eyes were about to shed tears, but he still gritted his teeth and pulled an ugly smile at Jiang Ting: "Ting'er... It's okay..."

Jiang Ting wiped her tears and asked the old magic doctor, "Sir, teach me, and I'll help you clean the wound behind him."

The old magic doctor has a very good impression of Jiang Ting, and his attitude is much better. He pointed to the medicine box and smiled at Jiang Ting and said, "There are boiled bamboo clips in it. Go and use one. Just be careful when wiping blood and be careful not to get cotton into flesh and blood.

Jiang Ting went to get a bamboo clip, picked up a ball of cotton dripping with alcohol, and came behind him in Liu Yao's frightened eyes.

After that, Liu Yao, who was attacked by the enemy on his back, could no longer stand the hot pain and howled out.

After re-drugged and put on a new bandage, Liu Yao had died once and was completely spiritless. He looked at Sai Hua Tuo miserably and asked, "Doctor, why does the medicine hurt more today than before?"

The old magic doctor glanced at him and hummed, "Ask your wife."

Jiang Ting smiled at the old magic doctor with red eyes and said to Liu Yao, "I have found a way to purify alcohol. The old man is using it now, which is more concentrated than before, and the disinfection effect is better, and naturally it hurts more.

Jiang Ting didn't say that the degree of alcohol is actually not up to standard. Because the alcohol used by the old magic doctor has just been able to light a fire. This shows that the concentration of alcohol should be around 50 degrees. She didn't dare to give the old magic doctor a higher concentration of alcohol, because she was afraid that too high the concentration would hurt the human body. She doesn't know modern medicine and can't determine the degree of medical alcohol, so she can only use it first.

Liu Yao looked at Jiang Ting with entangled eyes and sighed, "Thank you for your hard work."

At this time, King Jing, who had not been silent, suddenly asked Jiang Ting, "Jiang, how much medicinal wine do you want to produce with 300,000 taels of silver?"

Jiang Ting was stunned and understood that the medicinal wine in King Jing's words referred to alcohol. She wanted to say that medicinal wine and alcohol were not the same thing, but after seeing Jing Wang's serious eyes, she closed her mouth. She understood that King Jing didn't care about what alcohol was, but that it could indeed be used to cure injuries.

"I don't know either." Jiang Ting shook her head and replied, "You have to try to know how much you can produce. But according to my estimate, 300,000 taels should last for two months.

Two months? The time is too short..." King Jing shook his head, reached out and took out a small seal from his arms and threw it to Jiang Ting, saying, "This thing is for you. You can use it to withdraw at least 500,000 taels from the bank. I only have one request. You have to take Liu Xu to the battlefield and protect his life.

In the last sentence, King Jing said to Liu Yao.