Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Chapter 1186

Just when Wei Wu's thoughts were accidentally distracted, he suddenly heard Zhu Yuanzhang's slightly expectant voice asking in his ears.

"Xiao Wu, the future world you live in can even cure smallpox. Can the carbuncle on my third brother's back also be cured?"

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's voice, Wei Wu immediately came back to his senses, pondered for a moment and then said:

"Yes, if it's a carbuncle on the back, it wasn't considered a serious illness in our time and could be easily cured."

After hearing Wei Wu's answer, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he asked again.

"Then can you find a way to help him cure his back carbuncle?"

"Uncle Zhu, you think too highly of me!"

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, Wei Wu shook his head with a wry smile, and then explained:

"Mr. Zhu, the reason why it can be easily treated in later generations is only because there are professional doctors and related medical products."

"Although I know how to treat this disease, I'm just an ordinary person and haven't learned any medical skills!"

"You asked me to treat the Duke of Wei. If he succeeds, that's fine, but the greater possibility is that I'll kill him!"

Wei Wu's words were not nonsense. He did have some understanding of this disease, mainly because of the Ming Dynasty.

He was a fan of the Ming Dynasty. Because of his love for the Ming Dynasty, he had a strong interest in many things that happened in the Ming Dynasty, such as Zhu Biao.

In addition to Xu Da, there was also a speculation about Zhu Biao in later generations, saying that he died of a back carbuncle.

Many Ming Dynasty fans have fantasized about how to save Zhu Biao if they traveled back to the Ming Dynasty, and Wei Wu is one of them.

So I specifically looked up information about the treatment of back abscesses. The problem is that treating a disease is not something that can be done by just reading some books or materials.

He is not a medical worker, and knowing how to treat it doesn't mean he can do it. If you're not careful, this thing can be fatal.

Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Wei Wu had many magical skills, so he regarded Wei Wu as Xu Da's last hope.

However, after hearing Wei Wu's words, the only hope left in his heart was immediately shattered.

Afterwards, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao and Wei Wu remained silent, and Fengxian Hall fell quiet in their silence.

It was a long time before Zhu Yuanzhang spoke again. He looked at Wei Wu and asked the question he least wanted to ask.

"Xiao Wu, in the history you know, Third Brother..."

Although Zhu Yuanzhang did not finish speaking, Wei Wu also understood what he wanted to ask, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But after hesitating for a moment, he chose to tell the truth.

"On February 27th, the 18th year of the Hongwu reign, Duke of Wei, Xu Da, died of illness in Nanjing. Your Majesty lamented: How could Heaven take away our good general so quickly!"

"He then suspended court for three days and personally attended his funeral to express his grief. He also issued an edict to posthumously confer the title of King of Zhongshan on the Duke of Wei, with the posthumous title of 'Ningwu'."

"After the King of Zhongshan died, he was buried in the shadow of Mount Zhongshan. He personally wrote the inscription for the King of Zhongshan's spirit path, and even allowed Xu Da to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, who already had a gloomy face, felt as if all his energy had been drained away after hearing Wei Wu's words.

He closed his eyes tightly, took several deep breaths before opening them again and slowly speaking:

"Is he only two months away from death? Xiao Wu, come with me to the Duke of Wei's mansion!"

Wei Wu had spent quite a bit of time with Zhu Yuanzhang, so when he heard this, he guessed what he was thinking.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang staring at him, Wei Wu was silent for a moment before he sighed and said:

"Uncle Zhu, have you really decided to take a gamble?"

"Xiao Wu, do you think it makes any difference if a person dies one day earlier or later?"

As soon as Wei Wu finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately gave his answer in a decisive manner.

Wei Wu had nothing more to say about this. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang was right. It made no difference whether a person died early or late.

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang's idea was very simple, which was to let Wei Wu find a way to treat Xu Da and take the best possible gamble.