My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

Chapter 101: How can there be a government?Da Qin really couldn’t bear it!

As soon as the door was opened, a highly saturated and strange smell mixed with the smell of blood, putrid smell, foot odor, Chinese medicine and other various smells penetrated into Ying Zheng's nasal cavity.

But Ying Zheng completely forgot to cover his mouth and nose, and just stared at everything in front of him.

This building, which was originally used for twenty prison guards to rest, was now crammed with more than fifty plans.

There is a soft couch placed on each case table, and a prisoner is lying on each soft couch.

The chains tightly tied the hands, feet, waist and abdomen of these prisoners to the case, controlling their range of activities to the maximum extent.

Even so, one prisoner stiffened his neck and slammed the back of his head against the soft couch, trying to kill himself!

More prisoners were crying and wailing in pain.

"Isn't it okay if I take them all? What on earth do you want? I just want to die quickly!"

"What you are doing is against the law. Where is Wen Wuhai? If someone wants to report you! If someone wants you, life would be worse than death!"

Three jailers entered through the back door and yelled angrily: "What are you howling for?"

“It’s time to debridement and change the dressing!”

One sentence was like pressing the mute button on the scene.

All the prisoners looked at the guards in horror, shrinking their bodies subconsciously.

Walking up to the prisoner who tried to hit him to death, the warden glared at the man and said, "Fufu, please cooperate with me today."

"If you dare to attempt suicide again, please be careful. Please tell me, I will give you two more swords!"

As he spoke, the jailer directly opened the silk cloth from the husband's wound and cut away the rotten flesh and pus and blood with a knife.

There was also a prison guard nearby who scooped out barley juice from the basin and rinsed the wound.

The man originally wanted to say some harsh words, but all he could blurt out was: "Ah!!!"

All the prisoners in the room were trembling, and they didn't even dare to cry out in pain. They even tried to keep their cries low.

Ying Zheng finally understood why the prison guards could use Chang'an Jun to come for tattoos as a means of threatening the prisoners.

Even though Ying Zheng had just watched several execution scenes, he was still shocked by the tragic scene in front of him!

One cannot, or at least one should not.

When he heard the cries of pain from these people, didn't Brother Wang feel a little sad that something would harm his own kind?

Brother Wang will never be such a cruel person, there must be something wrong with Brother Wang's mind!
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao and said in a deep voice: "Go and invite all the doctors from the palace!"

"quick!"

Zhao Gao immediately handed over his hand: "Wei!"

Ying Zheng looked at Mu Fu again and ordered: "Take me quickly to find Lord Chang'an!"

Mu Fu quickly quickened his pace and led Ying Zheng through the house and through the central courtyard. Finally, he stood outside the largest bedroom in the backyard and explained in a low voice:

"This place was originally the prisoner's residence. It was recently requisitioned by Lord Chang'an. Lord Chang'an has been here except for resting in the past few days."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "Thank you."

After saying this, Ying Zheng couldn't wait to reach out and push open the door.

At the entrance, Dian Sheng was cutting the skin with a knife, Yun Rou was suturing it with a needle, and Xia Wuqie and Ying Chengyu were standing on both sides of the table.

And on top of the case table, a female prisoner was being disemboweled!
Ying Zheng shouted angrily: "Brother Wang, what on earth are you doing!"

Ying Zheng's hands were shaking slightly from shaking.

Brother Wang, how did you become like this!

Ying Chengyu raised his head, and the seriousness on his face instantly turned into a smile: "Brother Wang, you are finally here."

"Come on, come on, stand here."

"Are the members of the clan here too?"

Ying Zheng replied subconsciously: "Weiyang Jun, An Wenjun, Uncle Le and other clan members, as well as Father Zhong, also came with me."

Ying Chengyu took a step to the right, looking past Ying Zheng to see Ying Xi, Ying Yu and others standing behind him.

After bowing his hands in a salute, Ying Chengyu greeted him repeatedly: "I've met you all."

"Time is urgent and I have no time to explain too much."

"Brother Wang, Prime Minister Lu, Lord Weiyang, and Lord An Wen, please come and stand closer. The rest of you, please stand far away and don't block the sunlight."

"Everyone, please look at me while I explain to you."

Ying Xi looked at the female prisoner lying on the table, and pointed her finger at Ying Chenglong regardless of etiquette, and shouted angrily: "Young Master Chenglong, do you know what you are doing?"

"Even if she is a death row prisoner, she is still a subject of my Da Qin and is still protected by my Da Qin's laws."

"If the law condemned her to be beheaded, then she should be beheaded to death."

"If the law decreed that she should be cut in half and die, then she should be cut in half and die."

"Instead of not treating the death row prisoner as a human being like you do now, and torture her to death according to your own likes and dislikes!"

"Young master, what you did is a huge violation of the law."

"Now that the scandal is out, not only do you not repent, but you even invite us to watch your crimes?"

"How come our Great Qin clan has such a bastard like you!"

Lu Buwei also frowned and looked at Ying Chengyu with disappointment: "Mr. Chang'an, do you still have any moral etiquette in your heart?"

"A gentleman is like an animal. Seeing it live, he can't bear to see it die. Hearing its sound, he can't bear to eat its meat. This is why a gentleman stays far away from the kitchen."

"Faced with beasts, a gentleman cannot bear to see them die or eat their flesh."

"But the person you hurt is a human being, a living human being!"

"Not only do you not feel the slightest bit ashamed, you even happily invited me to come and watch?"

"Chang'an Jun, you are really worse than a beast!"

Ying Zheng was not happy.

Although Wang Di did something wrong, it must be because the war to destroy Korea caused too much trauma to Wang Di's heart.

Brother Wang, he is still a minor, and now he is even more of a patient. Even the few cannot bear to insult him. How dare you say such filthy words?

Ying Zheng shouted angrily: "Quiet!"

"Brother Wang naturally has his own reasons for doing what he does."

"If Brother Wang is really just humiliating the condemned man for fun, I will punish him, so why do you need the ministers to scold him?"

"If you, gentlemen, do not want to stay here, leave immediately!"

"If you are interested in understanding the truth, you must first stand firm according to the words of the king!" Faced with Ying Zheng's unreasonable side, Ying Xi and Lu Buwei could only suppress their anger and stand at the place designated by Ying Chengyu. Location.

Seeing Ying Xi's suffocated expression that clearly disliked Ying Chengyuan but couldn't even say a word, Ying Chengyuan reached out his hand from behind and quietly gave Ying Zheng a thumbs up.

Brother Wang, awesome!
However, Ying Chengyu only received a death glare from Ying Zheng: "Brother Wang, what exactly do you intend to do with this move?"

Ying Chengxuan immediately explained: "Brother Wang, during the Battle of Xinzheng, Han Youxiang Zhang Rang was wearing more than ten wounds. My brother respected Zhang's patriotism and sewed his skin and flesh together with needle and thread, saving Prime Minister Zhang's life."

"Then I got an idea. Since needlework can save Prime Minister Zhang's life, can it also save the lives of others?"

"The day after my victory, I came to this prison to seek help from prison guards and select death row prisoners for verification."

Ying Zheng was slightly startled: "You mean, you are not torturing people or killing people, but thinking about ways to save people?"

Ying Chengyu said helplessly: "Brother Wang, do you think I am a cruel and murderous thug?"

"It makes me feel uncomfortable to cut open the skin and flesh of these prisoners."

“But only by verifying it on the human body can the life-saving method of suturing be rapidly developed!”

Ying Zheng immediately stopped being angry and even showed a happy smile: "I really have not misjudged my brother Wang!"

Lu Buwei asked: "Dozens of people have died and hundreds have been injured because of Lord Chang'an's idea."

"Chang'an Jun, have you achieved any results?"

Ying Chengyu pointed his right hand: "Everyone, please take a look."

"I ordered the warden to cut open the woman's abdomen layer by layer until she reached the uterine cavity. If we use existing techniques to diagnose and treat this, this woman's life will not be saved."

"But if you follow my method, I might be able to return this girl."

Ying Xi said firmly: "Impossible!"

"How can such a serious injury be saved?"

Lu Buwei and others nodded.

The female prisoner on the table had a half-foot-long gash on her abdomen from left to right. How could she save such a serious injury?
There is no way to save it!
Ying Chengyu didn't explain, just smiled: "Then we'll see."

Turning to look at the female prisoner, Ying Chengyu ordered in a deep voice: "Wipe the blood."

The fortune teller took out a piece of silk cloth from the basin containing barley juice, wrung it out and carefully wiped away the blood from the incision.

Ying Chengyu ordered again: "Pull the meat."

Su Jiao stood beside Yun Rou, holding two pliers to pull the palace walls that were going their separate ways to one place, and maintained this position without complaint and did not move.

Ying Chengyu said in a deep voice: "Start sewing."

Yunrou immediately picked up the needle and thread and carefully sutured the palace wall.

Ying Chengqiu finally looked at Imperial Physician Xia: "I'm here to take care of you."

Doctor Xia nodded slightly, his fingers had already touched the pulse of the female prisoner, and he closed his eyes to check the pulse.

Two quarters of an hour later, Yunrou tied the last knot and breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty, the sewing is completed."

Xia Wuji also opened his eyes: "Your Majesty, the patient is not seriously ill."

Only then did Ying Chengxuan turn to look at Ying Zheng, smiled and said: "Brother Wang, fortunately you have lived up to your fate."

Ying Zheng leaned close to the female prisoner's abdomen and asked in surprise: "Can the life of a person be saved by sewing the skin and flesh together in this way?"

There was still a lot of blood in the female prisoner's abdomen, but Ying Zheng knew that most of it was chicken blood mixed with salt.

The chicken blood condensed on the surface of the female prisoner's wounds, blocking her own blood loss.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have dared to believe that this woman was in a state of being disemboweled just a few quarters of an hour ago?
Lu Buwei reached out directly to touch the threads and said in a deep voice: "Can such a huge wound really be healed?"

"I think otherwise."

"Even though it looks healed on the outside, it's still full of holes on the inside. I don't think I'll die soon!"

Ying Chengyu said quietly: "The 350 death row prisoners in the central courtyard were all disemboweled by me, and their legs and tendons were cut off."

"The longest surviving person has lived for more than nine days and is recovering very well."

"Han Prime Minister Zhang Rang has been cut and sutured twice. He is still alive and well, and he lives in this prison now."

"If Mr. Lu doesn't believe it, you can go and see it."

Lu Buwei suddenly turned his head and looked at Ying Chengyu.

Seeing the calmness and joking in Ying Chengzhong's eyes, Lu Buwei felt a chill in his heart, and ran back to the prison room in the middle courtyard, and took off the bandage of the husband.

"Hey~ What are you doing!" Lu Buwei's actions startled the old man, and he asked angrily: "Didn't we agree to change the dressing every day? How on earth are you going to torture us!"

Lu Buwei asked solemnly: "I'm asking you, when was your skin and flesh cut open by Lord Chang'an?"

The old man let out a sigh: "What other methods do you want to use to torture me?!"

Lu Buwei held the seal and shouted in a deep voice: "The real person is Buwei, the Right Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty. If the real person asks you, you should answer truthfully."

"I promise that your family members will be given a lighter punishment."

The moment he saw Lu Buwei's seal, the old man became frightened.

Lu Buwei's promise made the husband energetic again, and he said repeatedly: "I remember it very clearly, Jiutian!"

"Nine days ago in the afternoon, the jailer suddenly took me out of the prison. I thought I was going to be beheaded, but I never thought that I would be cut and sewn up by Lord Chang'an like a sheep!"

"In the past few days, they have used the excuse of changing dressings to uncover my scars every day. I really am worse off than dead!"

"Prime Minister Lu, you must make the decision for me!"

The other prisoners also spoke repeatedly as if they had seen the savior:
"Prime Minister Lu, I was cut eight days ago. Please save me, or kill me!"

"Xiangbang, you are finally here. You must enforce the law impartially and punish Lord Chang'an severely!"

"Nine days, do you know how I survived these nine days!"

The small dormitory directly became the site of a grievance meeting.

But Lu Buwei could no longer hear their voices. There was only a buzzing in Lu Buwei's ears.

Looking at your lively appearance, do you think you are being tortured to death?
Who believes it!
Nine days ago, they were disemboweled and sewn back together, and the fact that they were still shouting so energetically today proved that these people were recovering well.

What Ying Chengyu said is true.

He did find a way to effectively save trauma victims!

Lu Buwei turned around slowly and looked across the door at Ying Chengyu who was explaining to Ying Zheng. There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth:
"My late king, since you have given birth to the king, why do you need to give birth to the king?"

"Great Qin is lucky to get one of them. It's really hard for Great Qin to get these two people at the same time!"

(End of this chapter)