"Where's the assassin?" Shopkeeper Qian turned around and asked.

"Dead." The guard scratched his head.

"Ah? Where is the body? It won't be buried, right?" Gao Yejing couldn't help but ask.

"No, no, let's hang the assassin on the tower for public display!" the guard said.

"Then send someone to the tower immediately to see how long the scabbard is!" Shopkeeper Qian then sat down at the table and said, "Also, give me pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

"Why don't you go quickly?" Gao Yejing did not delay what could save Gao Yeyun's life. He sent his personal guards out of the gate tower and ordered people to arrange pen and ink for shopkeeper Qian.

The scabbard hasn't been delivered yet, so we can't waste any time at this time.

The pen and ink were delivered quickly. Shopkeeper Qian was seen sitting at the table in the back room, lowering his head and writing quickly.

The old military doctor was curious about what Shopkeeper Qian was doing. He came over and took a look. His eyes suddenly went straight and his face looked strange!

Gao Yejing was leaning against the door. Seeing the expression on the old military doctor's face, he slowly walked to the table and sat down. He picked up the paper that shopkeeper Qian had put aside to dry, glanced down, and raised his eyebrows.

There was something drawn on the paper that he recognized as not uncommon on the battlefield—the human heart!

The painting of the human heart is quite realistic, and it looks like it was taken out of the corpse. There are several elegant and outstanding inscriptions written on it - the anatomy of the heart!

Shopkeeper Qian lowered his head and continued to draw his picture. After he finished the drawing, he put it aside to dry.

Gao Yejing picked up the pictures one by one and saw that one picture showed an open heart, and another picture showed half a human body, with the sternum surrounding the human heart and lungs. On it was written "The position of the heart and lungs"

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Shopkeeper Qian also drew two pictures, which read "Outside of Left Lung" and "Inside of Left Lung" respectively!

He painted very quickly, and his brushwork was realistic, even the blood veins on the heart and lungs were drawn in detail.

The five pictures didn't take long, as if he had drawn them countless times, looked at them countless times, and could draw them with his eyes closed.

"Bring me the pictures!" After the painting was completed, Shopkeeper Qian took the five anatomy diagrams and looked at them carefully, and ordered in a deep voice.

The old military doctor was by his side and Gao Yejing was opposite. Shopkeeper Qian's attitude was as if the two of them didn't exist.

"Go get it!" Gao Yejing ordered the woman behind him.

After a while, the paint was brought to the table. Shopkeeper Qian took a pen and dipped it in blue to color the anatomy diagram. The heart was dyed vermilion, the lungs dyed ocher, the pulse red, and the trachea gold!

In the two paintings of the left lung, he even blended colors into different areas, using seven colors!

Not even finished after coloring, shopkeeper Qian took over the dried anatomy diagram and marked it with underlined capital letters.

The military doctors all looked sideways, all looking at the table, their eyes straight with shock.

The five pictures are vivid and eye-catching, and the annotations are detailed and detailed.

These are five pictures that could not be found even in the medical textbooks of the past dynasties. They are five pictures that military doctors have never seen before. Seeing them makes a group of doctors itchy and eager to grab them!

But there are also those who have doubts. These pictures have never been seen before. Where did this charlatan learn it from, and how can he ensure that the drawings are accurate?

Shopkeeper Qian didn't have time to deal with people. After the five pictures were completed, he gave another order just in case: "Order someone to go to Yizhuang to see if there are any fresh corpses that have been dead for a day or two. If there are any, bring them in for later use!"

Gao Yejing did not send someone to handle this request immediately. People inside and outside the house looked strange when they heard this, and several women and maids even looked angry.

King Yun's life hangs by a thread, and a corpse is brought to the palace. Isn't it unlucky?

Isn’t this a curse to King Cloud’s death?!

Gao Yejing

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Question: "Why did Shopkeeper Qian order someone to carry the body to the monastery? Isn't this unlucky?"

"What's more important, bad luck, or saving King Yun's life?" Shopkeeper Qian raised his head and looked at Gao Yejing.

Then he explained calmly, "I will work with the military doctors to draw the sword for King Yun later. These pictures are for the military doctors to see, so that they can understand the location where the sword will be inserted.

But if the military doctor can't understand it, or if King Yun's injury is complicated and it's difficult to fully explain it with this picture, the corpse can help us a lot!

It is said that looking at a thousand pictures is not as good as seeing the true appearance. I can find the same dagger, pierce it at the same angle, simulate the injury, and find a way to pull out the knife!"

There is no other way. The sword on Gao Yeyun cannot be pulled out twice, and there cannot be any mistakes!

However, autopsy and simulating injuries is time-consuming and labor-intensive after all, and it is still unknown whether Gao Yeyun can last that long.

That's why he drew an anatomy diagram and planned to let the military doctors look at the diagram and discuss it first. If they could understand it, then maybe there would be no need for an autopsy.

Although shopkeeper Qian gave an explanation, his explanation was really shocking. Gao Yejing's eyes widened. After recovering from the shock, he said to the deputy general: "Send someone to take care of it!"

Not to mention a dead body, as long as he can save King Yun, he is not afraid of killing another person!

"The general obeys the order." The deputy general accepted the order and asked, "However, shopkeeper Qian wants fresh corpses. Those who have been dead for a day or two are no longer fresh, right? How about killing a new person?"

After Su Tao heard this, he took a deep look at Shopkeeper Qian, his eyes a little worried.

Shopkeeper Qian glanced sideways, somewhat helpless at the thoughts of these lieutenants.

"What do you think, Shopkeeper Qian?" Seeing that Shopkeeper Qian was silent, the deputy asked again.

Is there anything wrong with his proposal?

"I want the corpse of a man who has been dead for a day or two, not a fresh one. Don't kill someone and bring it to him right after you leave the house. I can tell whether it is just dead or dead for a day or two. If the corpse is freshly killed,

, whoever kills will pay with his life!”

The fresher the corpse, the better, but you can't kill someone just to save others.

At this time, a guard came in from outside the door.

"What do you have to report?" Gao Yejing asked when he saw the bodyguard.

"Back to King Jing, time is running out now. Any more hesitation will put King Yun in more danger. This subordinate is willing to die to provide fresh corpses for Shopkeeper Qian." The guard said.

Everyone was shocked.

After the guard said this, he pulled out his sword and wiped it hard towards his neck. Blood rushed out instantly. He groaned and fell to the ground. A large amount of blood poured out from his neck, and in the blink of an eye, his clothes were dyed red.

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"Zhang Shao!" The deputy general noticed that Zhang Shao was about to commit suicide and hurriedly drew his sword to stop him.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The deputy general's sword was still hanging in the air, and Zhang Shao's body had already fallen to the ground!

As he was dying, he seemed to see his mother sitting at the door waiting for him to return home.

Zhang Shao has been a sensible child since he was a child, but he was isolated by the people in the village and has a somewhat withdrawn personality.

He didn't tell his mother any grievances he suffered outside, he just hid them in his heart and then found a place to vent them out. He was afraid that his mother would worry.

Since the death of his father, the family situation has become very difficult. He and his mother depend on each other. Although he often helps his mother with whatever work he can, it cannot change the current situation.

Due to the war, Zhang Shao and his mother wanted to find a way out elsewhere, but unexpectedly robbers appeared on the way.

A man wearing a black robe and looking extremely strong was holding a

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The man blocked the big knife in the middle of the road, and behind him was a group of vicious-looking men.

The man's appearance was very rough, and there was a long scar on his old face that extended from his forehead to the corner of his mouth. He looked very hideous and terrifying.

He put a big knife on Zhang Shao's neck and ordered Zhang Shao's mother to hand over the treasures on her body.

But how can Zhang Shao and the others have money?

When the robbers saw that they had no money, they started beating them up. Zhang Shao was young and did not know martial arts, so he could only be beaten.

His mother tightly protected Zhang Shao under her body.

The robbers she saw were becoming more and more aggressive, and my mother was becoming more and more intolerable. However, the robbers had no intention of stopping, and they continued to fight harder and harder.

Zhang Shao shouted, but no one around him could help him.

He could also hear the thumping sound on his mother's body, and he saw the ferocious appearance of the robber. Zhang Shao's face was full of anger and resentment, and his eyes were scarlet and bloodthirsty.

He sobbed, which was more painful than despair.

At this time, a cavalry of several hundred people was seen, all wearing the Ming Dynasty's mandarin duck war regalia, holding swords and guns, long bows hanging diagonally on the saddle bridge, running towards Zhang Shao.

In just a blink of an eye, he came closer and surrounded Zhang Shao and the robbers.

The robber stood up in panic, looking at the soldiers who looked like wolves and tigers, and his heart was beating with fear.

Before the robber could speak, a majestic leader wearing leather armor and holding a long sword pointed the sword at the tip of the robber's nose and said, "Who are you?"

The person who spoke was none other than Gao Yeyun.

Zhang Shao immediately shouted: "Help, help us! They want to steal money and beat people!"

While speaking, Zhang Shao looked at his injured mother and couldn't help but burst into tears. This made the soldiers around him gradually feel compassion.

Gao Yeyun looked at Zhang Shao, and saw that Zhang Shao's face was full of stains and his hair was a little fluffy, but his face looked delicate. The old mother beside him was already scarred.

Then he looked at the two robbers on the side who were at a loss when they saw the large group of people, and he understood.

Gao Yeyun drew his sword and stabbed. Before the two robbers had time to react, blood poured out of their chests and they fell to the ground, with fear and surprise in their eyes.

When Zhang Shao saw this, he was not afraid. He thought of following him: "Sir, I want to follow you and join the army!"

After Gao Yeyun heard this, he laughed loudly, pointed at Zhang Shao with the long sword in his hand and said: "Now the war is about to break out. I am recruiting a large number of people to join the army. I am a man born in troubled times to protect my family and country.

Boy, you are lucky enough to be recruited under my command. From now on, follow me!"

Gao Yeyun settled Zhang Shao's mother. In order to repay King Yun's kindness, Zhang Shao fought extremely bravely and was promoted to King Yun's personal guard not long after. Zhang Shao was so grateful that he vowed to be loyal to Gao Yeyun to the death.

When Zhang Shao was shooting people in the border town that day, he saw his mother under the city wall.

He saw his mother lying in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to see him for the last time. After repelling the Zhongxuan Kingdom army, Zhang Shao pulled out his mother from the pile of corpses piled up on a hill.

Mother, mother...

Zhang Shao gently shook his mother's hanging arm. He was a little stunned.

He wished that his mother was just asleep and he wanted to wake her up.

However, my mother's hands were so cold, just like his hands. This was wrong. My mother's hands should be extremely warm and gentle.
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