Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

It was not uncommon for servants in the palace to be punished by their masters, but Xiao Yan did not think so when it came to Lu Ziqing's case.

Judging from his behavior towards the Guo family over the years, whenever something involves the Xiao family, his Guo family will definitely interfere.

"Guo Yuanying's move is probably directed at me. Everyone should know this. I recommended a new person to the emperor, and Lu Ziqing keeps coming in and out of my house every day. He will definitely be plotted against by someone with ulterior motives."

"Did she do it?" Yang Zhounan's face changed.

"If that's the case, the Guo family is already at odds with us, and the young doctor is in the Imperial Hospital. Wouldn't that mean she'll be at her mercy in the future? To plot against you is the same as to plot against the Crown Prince. I'm afraid that's their goal."

If this happened in the previous dynasty, Xiao Yan would naturally have a way to deal with it, but the difficulty lies in the harem.

No matter how bad the Guo family was in his eyes, Guo Yuanying was still a concubine in the harem, and it was impossible for him to find fault with her.

However, Guo Yuanying's idea of ​​using this as a bargaining chip to control Xiao Yan was a bit wishful thinking.

He said coldly: "If she wants to play like this, then I will give her a return gift. I want to see if her Guo family can accept it.

"I won't be going to the government office tomorrow. Please ask for leave for me."

Yang Zhounan asked: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Yan subconsciously glanced sideways at the person in front of him who was asking a question even though he knew the answer.

Normally my brain is pretty quick, but today it seems to be lagging behind.

"Did your eyesight fall into the government office?"

"Hey, You……"

"Haven't you seen people who are sick and need care?"

Yang Zhounan: “…”

Being sick requires care, but his first reaction was that this person didn't need to come in person.

Xiao Yan had never taken care of anyone. Even when Yang Zhounan was injured in the past, only the young soldiers helped him. This man would at most buy some food and visit him.

"When will you start taking care of people yourself?" Yang Zhounan asked with an inquiring look.

Xiao Yan coughed dryly and said, "No matter what, they are in this situation because of me. I should take care of them. I'll go in and take a look."

Yang Zhounan did not go back. The place he rented was quite far from the Dingbei Marquis Mansion, so he stayed there tonight.

The night wind blew with a bit of sultryness, and a rustling sound was heard among the green bamboos.

Yang Zhounan was about to go to the guest house in the outer house when he saw Su Chengfeng walking out of the house with a gloomy look on his face.

He walked over and comforted him, "As long as the young doctor can wake up, there shouldn't be any big problems. Don't worry."

Su Chengfeng stared at the flowers and plants in the dim light and was silent for a moment.

As if he had prepared himself mentally, he asked, "Do you still hold true to what you said last time?"

"Hmm?" Yang Zhounan reacted for a moment, then remembered something and said, "That makes sense. Have you figured it out?"

Not only did I figure it out, I thought a lot more.

When Su Chengfeng saw the bloody clothes that had been changed in the corner of the room, his first reaction was that he could no longer stay in the imperial pharmacy and had to leave the palace.

In order to survive in the cracks of the Forbidden City, one must have fame, wealth, achievements, and an official position. Only by constantly climbing up can one avoid the second option of "being bullied".

Therefore, he was willing to lower the face he had maintained for several months in front of Yang Zhounan, this annoying guy.

"Thank you very much, General."

Perhaps because of the chivalrous spirit of a man of the world, Su Chengfeng has always looked down upon these high-ranking dignitaries, including Yang Zhounan.

He never had a good face in front of Yang Zhounan, so it was surprising that he could be so polite now.

Yang Zhounan smiled and glanced at him sideways, "Master Su, you're suddenly so polite. I'm not used to it."

Su Chengfeng: "..."

He felt that this person had some problems with his brain. He said they were strangers when he was in a bad mood, but now he was not used to being treated in a good mood. Isn't this a natural jerk?

Su Chengfeng laughed awkwardly, "I didn't know the etiquette before, I hope General Yang will forgive me."

In the middle of the night, Lu Ziqing's consciousness became hazy and he fell into a coma again. His clothes were soaked with sweat. He moved around as if he was having a nightmare and could not sleep well.

Xiao Yan found some dry clothes for him to change into, then simply lay sideways on the head of the bed, holding down the two restless hands and stroking them gently.

Lu Ziqing didn't know what he was dreaming about. His brows were furrowed and his lips were trembling slightly, as if he was saying something.

The voice was unclear, and Xiao Yan couldn't hear it clearly even when he got closer, but he could feel the heavy breathing.

He gently stroked the back of Lu Ziqing's hand, put his head against hers, and fell asleep himself.

I don’t know how long I slept, and I heard two coughs in a daze. When Xiao Yan half opened his eyes, he was still conscious. After seeing who it was, he immediately woke up with fright.

Lu Ziqing tilted his head to Xiao Yanhuai's side, grabbing his clothes and coughing violently.

Xiao Yan immediately sat up, patted his back, and called him, "Ziqing, Ziqing?"

Lu Ziqing was breathing rapidly and did not respond. He coughed and suddenly vomited blood. Xiao Yan panicked and shouted to the outside.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, call Doctor Chi over."

Xiaoliu, who was dozing on the Luohan bed in the outer room, woke up immediately and got up to go to the guest house outside the house.

Before he rushed in and reached the bed, Chi Musheng heard the noise and came out, rushing to Chongcuixuan.

Xu Shizhang was sitting at the desk in the court judge's office, pondering a pulse diagnosis case when Chi Musheng walked in and called him.

"master."

Xu Shizhang looked up and said, "I'm back. How's Lu Ziqing?"

Chi Musheng pulled out a chair and sat down, leaning his head against the back of the chair and taking a deep breath.

"He vomited blood again in the middle of the night. He took some hemostatics and it stabilized. He should be fine."

Xu Shizhang said, "This is truly dangerous. Go and take a look before you leave."

"That poison..." Chi Musheng glanced at the people passing by the door and immediately changed his words, "Women are really scary when they are vicious, especially the women in the harem."

Xu Shizhang flipped through the booklet without responding. Chi Musheng stood up and walked over to him, asking, "Master, what are you looking for?"

"The Empress Dowager's paralysis has recurred." Xu Shizhang stared at the booklet and said, "The attacks are becoming more and more frequent. We need to discuss a new treatment plan."

In Changchun Palace, Wan Shulan stood under the eaves and threw the dried meat in her hand down the steps. A brown, long-haired puppy immediately went over and started eating it.

The palace maid holding the dog smiled and said, "My Lady, the baby has gained weight again. Look how well it eats."

Wan Shulan smiled without saying anything, clapped her hands and went into the house. Luo Zhi came in from the front door and walked to her side to serve her.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother's old illness has recurred."

She lifted the bamboo curtain and Wan Shulan went in. "The Queen Mother's illness is becoming more and more frequent. The Imperial Hospital is full of useless people. Please help me change my clothes and go and see me."

Luo Zhi took a plain robe for Wan Shulan to change into and took off the golden hairpin on her head.

"Your Majesty, the Concubine Chen really did go look for Lu Ziqing. I just heard that Lu Ziqing vomited blood yesterday and is being treated in the Imperial Hospital."

"You're right. Xiao Yan does have a special relationship with this person. He panicked yesterday and stayed at the Imperial Hospital the entire time. In the end, he even brought Chi Musheng back to the mansion."

"Really?" Wan Shulan looked back at Luo Zhi, a smile on her face. "I didn't expect this Concubine Chen to be so quick and not even be able to wait a moment."

Lu Ziqing slept until noon before waking up. His stomach was empty and aching slightly. He turned his head and saw the face of the person sleeping on the edge of the couch.

Xiao Yan was still holding the bloody cloth in his hand. Lu Ziqing stared at his face without moving his eyes away.

He knew that this person had been guarding him all the time. In a trance, he unconsciously recalled Xiao Yan's care for him in the past. An inappropriate thought popped up in a corner of his heart, which he was reluctant to admit.

Although Xiao Yan was a high-ranking and powerful person, he did not look down on Lu Ziqing because of his humble status. Instead, he took good care of him.

This has gone beyond his preconceived notion that the powerful and wealthy bully others.

Xiao Yan is able to maintain stability on the battlefield and is a good general worthy of trust.

Although he appears to have a cold face, he is actually very considerate and considerate of others. If you want to be friends with him personally, he would be a good candidate.

This thought only stayed in Lu Ziqing's mind for a short time before disappearing.

After all, desires and reality cannot be confused. The gap between him and Xiao Yan is as huge as heaven and earth.

After lying in bed for half a day, I didn't feel too hungry except for being physically tired. Perhaps I was too hungry to feel it anymore. I just felt dry mouth and tongue.

Lu Ziqing wanted to get up from the bed, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he startled the person sleeping.

Xiao Yan sat up, held his arm, and asked softly: "When did you wake up? Why didn't you call me? How do you feel now? Do you feel like vomiting?"

So many questions, which one should I answer first?

Lu Ziqing said in a hoarse voice, "I just woke up. I'm so sorry for the trouble you took care of me all night. I wanted to drink some water, but I didn't expect to disturb your sleep."

He was about to stand up as he spoke, "I'm fine now, my Lord, go and rest."

Xiao Yan pushed him back down. "Lie down and don't move. Doctor Chi told me before he left. You vomited so much blood yesterday, and in the middle of the night... you can't drink water now."

"But I..."

"Be good and bear it for now." Xiao Yan coaxed, "If you're really thirsty, I'll get you some water to moisten your lips."

He poured a cup of warm water on the low table and used a small wooden spoon to scoop some water and spread it on Lu Ziqing's pale lips.

It would be fine if he was asleep and didn't know, but now he is conscious and his hands are not paralyzed, so how can I ask him to do such a small thing?

Lu Ziqing panicked and immediately tried to stand up, but his movements were a little too fast, and he fell down due to exhaustion as soon as he raised his elbows.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Yan quickly put the spoon back and supported him. "I told you not to move. Let me do it."

Lu Ziqing said, "I just have gastric bleeding, not that I can't move my hands. How can I trouble the Marquis to do this kind of thing personally?"

Xiao Yan paused holding the spoon, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then looked at Lu Ziqing with a seriousness he had never seen before.

"We've known each other for a few months, which isn't a long time, but I really admire your character. You're sincere and righteous, and you're not afraid of life and death to save the people. I sincerely want to make friends with you, Ziqing. I hope you won't always keep me at a distance."