Li Yuanchang gritted his teeth, "Gu Qing, you did it on purpose!"

"There is no way to cure diseases and save people." Gu Qing took out the needle and thread from his arms, "Your Highness, King of Han, I will help you sew the wound."

"Don't touch me!" Li Yuanchang crawled step by step back.

"Don't be afraid." Gu Qing waved and said, "It really doesn't hurt this time, don't worry!"

Li Yuanchang: “…”

"Be good, come here." Gu Qing waved again.

Li Yuanchang sat in the same place with trembling trembling, unable to get over to death.

"Since I can't come here, I'm sorry. I learned a trick with a monk for a long time and haven't used it. I don't know if it's going to work now." Gu Qing stood up and picked up a stick from the side.

"What do you want to do!" Li Yuanchang looked frightened.

Carrying a stick on his shoulder, Gu Qing walked up with a smile, "Of course, I'm giving him anesthetics to His Highness the King of Han."

"What?" Li Yuanchang looked surprised.

Gu Qing waved the stick in his hand and hit Li Yuanchang on the back of his head with the sound of breaking through the air.

Li Yuanchang shook his head twice and fainted on the ground. Gu Qing threw the stick in his hand aside. It seemed that his technique was not skillful enough and needed to practice more.

"This..." Several guards were stunned. At first, they could understand that it might be a cure, but this slap was a bit too much.

"What do you think?" The soldier of the leading guard shouted to the guard, "Doctor Gu is treating the disease, the miracle doctor! Do you know what a miracle doctor is?"

Gu Qing focused on sewing the wound on Li Yuanchang, but he was still worried about how Yang Sheng's people were like. Never be caught. Chang'an's patrol route was designed by himself. Logically speaking, as long as they follow the route, they can avoid the patrol streets. Chang'an City has a large population, and the houses near the south gate of Chang'an are particularly crowded, which is also the most complicated place in the alley.

After the wound was sutured, Gu Qing said to the hospital guard, "Please carry the person in."

After packing up everything, Gu Qing was about to leave to see Yang Sheng's people, but the people from Dali Temple surrounded the place. The Dali Temple Minister was Gu Qing's old acquaintance. He smiled and said to Gu Qing, "Gu County Hou, we meet again."

"I have met the Dali Temple Minister." Gu Qing hurriedly bowed and bowed.

The minister of Dali Temple also replied, "When I heard that the King of Han was assassinated, I came here. I dare to ask the Gu County Magistrate why he is here."

"I was originally visiting my brothers in the leadership guards, but I didn't expect that His Highness King of Han was assassinated and came down to cure His Highness King of Han." Gu Qing said as he looked at the face of the Dali Temple Minister, he always felt that the Dali Temple Minister's eyes flashed, as if he understood everything and seemed to understand nothing.

"You have been to Dali Temple many times, but I have never mentioned my name." said the minister of Dali Temple, "My surname is Wang, Wang Sen."

"Oh." Gu Qing looked like he suddenly realized.

"Where is His Highness the King of Han?" Wang Sen said.

"I just got carried into the room." Gu Qing explained.

Wang Sen walked into the house with the man and saw Li Yuanchang lying on the bed. He waved his hand to ask the coroner beside him to check it out. Gu Qing looked at the coroner. He moved his footsteps from the Dali Temple Minister to the unconscious Li Yuanchang checked it out, and said thoughtfully, "Go back to the Dali Temple Minister, the knife on this person's body has been sewn, and there is no way to tell what kind of weapon it is."

"Sewed?" Wang Sen was surprised, "Who did it?"

"I did it!" Gu Qing subconsciously raised his hand.

"Why are the county magistrates..." Wang Sen, the minister of Dali Temple, wanted to speak but stopped, with a look of regret on his face, just pointed at Gu Qing, "It's useless! How can I check this!"

"I didn't mean it. The wound on King Han's body is a bit big. It can be healed faster when stitched together, and the scars left can be smaller." Gu Qing said again, "There is also a weapon they fell outside."

"Weapon?" said the coroner beside Wang Sen, "Long Xinghuo, hurry up and take a look."

"Yes!" Long Xinghuo asked Gu Qing with a blood-covered knife from outside, "Is this the weapon of those assassins?"

"It seems so, I don't know. When I came, the assassin had already left. The flying knife stabbed His Highness the King of Han's thigh." Gu Qing said.

Long Xinghuo looked at the flying knife, "This is just a very ordinary flying knife, without special marks, you can buy it as long as you go to the black market."

Dali Temple Queen took the flying knife in her hand and fell into thought, "Just take this flying knife and check it out, it's finally a clue."

"Yes!" Long Xinghuo hurriedly left to investigate.

Gu Qing yawned in his mouth and the sky was almost dawn. Wang Sen said to Gu Qing with a smile, "County Hou, those assassins fled so quickly and could hide so quickly. What do you think?"

"Where can I understand this? Maybe it's dark." Gu Qing smiled bitterly. Things are fine on weekdays, but when it comes to the royal family, Dali Temple has to pay attention.

"I think these assassins must be people who have been living in Chang'an for a long time and are familiar with the terrain of Chang'an." Wang Sen said.

"I'll go to have a sleep first, you can check it slowly." Gu Qing said as he was about to leave.

Dali Temple Minister Wang Sen stopped him again, "County Hou, you can't leave yet."

"What?" Gu Qing turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, "Do you doubt me?"

"Don't be surprised by the county guards." Wang Sen said, "You had an argument with the King of Han during the day today, and it happened to appear here again today. I have to doubt it. Why not wait for His Highness to wake up and let's discuss it together?"

"Okay." Gu Qing agreed with a nervous heart. This Dali Temple Minister is not confused.

Wang Sen said with a smile, "I suspect that there must be a huge force behind these assassins. There have been many strange things happening in Chang'an over the years, and I always feel that there is any connection."

Having endured sleepiness, Gu Qing stayed here until dawn.

Li Yuanchang woke up and hurriedly looked around and found that he was still at his house. He looked at the Dali Temple Minister and Gu Qing sitting in the room.

"His Royal Highness," said the Dali Temple Minister, "How do you feel about your body?"

Li Yuanchang moved his leg and felt a severe pain again.

"Is Your Highness the King of Han still in pain?" Gu Qing asked with a smile.

Looking at the kind smile of the boy in front of him, Li Yuanchang shuddered, "It doesn't hurt anymore! It doesn't hurt anymore, Gu Qing! Don't come here!"

The Dali Temple Minister Wang Sen wandered between Gu Qing and Li Yuanchang, and said again, "Your Highness the King of Han knows who was assassinated last night."

Li Yuanchang's eyes flashed, "Don't check it, this is my private matter!"

"What?" Wang Sen said in surprise, "Why?"

"I said not to check it out. Don't you understand?" Li Yuanchang said again, "Who told you to come to Dali Temple? Why are you joining in the fun?"
Chapter completed!