The reborn sycophant

"It's already the second day. You have been given medicines and needles. Not to mention that you haven't woken up, and even the high fever hasn't gone away. With such medical skills, do you dare to say that you are a first-class doctor in the world?"

With his back facing the door of Wei Chuyan's room, Zhao Ji reprimanded in a low voice. In front of her, two doctors stood with their hands down, with embarrassing expressions on their faces.

"Your Highness, Master Wei's illness is strange, and we are also at a loss."

"Yes, I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I have never seen a high-grade Qianyang Lord who is harmless and painless but stuck in a high fever. Your Highness should know that this kind of person's body is the best, even if he is stabbed deeply. His wounds can also heal on their own. Now...with a mere fever, it's really strange to be able to teach this Master Wei to turn into such a fragile appearance."

"Your Highness, in my opinion, it may be a heart attack."

Zhao Ji has heard a lot of similar words in the past two days, and now he has lost his patience: "Now is not the time to discuss why she has a fever. There are no absolutes in the world. If you don't have top-rank qualifications, you will be free from illness and pain. Our hall Now I want you to find a way to reduce her fever." Seeing the two healers nodding hesitantly, she continued: "In short, the people in this house are enough for you to order, and the rare medicinal materials are enough for you to take. Can't see the effect..."

"Then I'll send you to the underground to relearn medical skills with your seniors in the medical field."

After saying this, she ignored the reactions of the two doctors, and went in to have a banquet with Wei Chu. Behind her, after the initial surprise and panic, the two doctors wiped off the sweat on their bodies, and immediately got together to discuss treatment. The way to come.

"Look, everyone knows that the top-ranking Lord Qianyang seldom gets sick, and you are a top-ranking one, with much higher aptitude than them. You still burn like this, is it embarrassing?"

Lying beside Wei Chuyan's bed and straightening her messy hair, the girl murmured a few words to her.

On the bed, as if feeling it, the woman's brows gradually became tighter.

Zhao Ji looked at her, and after a while, climbed onto the bed and lay next to her, reaching out to touch her eyebrows.

"They say you have a heart disease. I know you always have something on your mind, but I don't know that this worry has accumulated into a heart disease." Eye sockets were slightly red, Zhao Ji looked at Wei Chuyan who was trembling restlessly in his sleep, and wiped his face. The tears that ran out disobediently.

"Those things are very heavy, right? Otherwise, why have you been refusing to tell me? Otherwise, why have you pushed yourself to such a point?"

"What the hell are you... thinking about?"

She got no answer.In fact, she knew that Wei Chuyan couldn't answer her whether he was awake or in a coma.

"Wake up quickly, I won't ask anymore. If you continue to burn like this, you will burn yourself into a fool."

The worries in his heart were spoken out, and Zhao Ji fell silent suddenly.

After a long time, she said again: "You are a fool, and I will support you."

"I love you and will love you forever."

In the afternoon, the doctors took out a new prescription, boiled the medicine and brought it over. Zhao Ji took a sip and wrinkled her face in pain. Then she hugged the man's hot head and fed her to drink it down.

"Those doctors are afraid. I have seen many imperial physicians in the palace. When they treated my father, they always adhered to the principle of innocence first. When a dose of medicine is prescribed, it doesn't matter whether it works or not, they have to first After ensuring that my father's condition would not worsen after drinking it, they considered treatment. Why is this? Because if my father was still half-dead after taking their medicine, they could say , They have tried their best, look, isn’t His Majesty’s condition stabilized? And if my father’s condition relapses, then they are very worried that they will be convicted.”

While feeding the medicine, thinking of some deep things, Zhao Ji told Wei Chuyan like a story.

"Now that I'm outside the palace, I found that the two said to be the best doctors in the city are no different from those imperial doctors in the palace. Their medical skills are not necessarily mediocre, but they are always looking forward and backward. , Of course I also sent someone to analyze it, it’s a good prescription, but with their reputation, they should have a better prescription.”

"The medicine this time is good. I can't remind them of some things. They don't know that you are different from ordinary people, and you need a heavier dose to make you respond. Now I seem to be in a hurry, and I took a large dose. This medicine is so black. , It’s much worse than before. I threatened them before... It’s not a threat anymore. If you don’t get better tonight, I will make what I said before come true. Wei Chuyan, I know you are a You can't see people who have suffered for you, so just for them, you don't want to drown in your own heart disease, okay?"

After the medicine was finished, Zhao Ji didn't leave, and almost stubbornly whispered in Wei Chuyan's ear.

"Well, not for them. Fuck them. Just for me, just for me, and you don't want to look like this."

That dream actually had a profound impact on Zhao Ji. She hadn't calmed down before, and then she encountered Wei Chuyan's sudden illness. She rushed to the court and came back to guard Wei Chuyan. On the first night when Wei Chuyan had a fever, she couldn't sleep a night.Up to now, seeing Wei Chuyan not getting better, but frowning more and more tightly in his sleep, and making small movements constantly, he looks very unsteady.Finally Zhao Ji couldn't bear it anymore, hugged her and began to cry in a low voice.

Wei Chuyan is a mountain. In these years, she followed Wei Chuyan's footsteps and walked forward. What she thought in her heart was that she was going to be the king. One day, she would be able to surpass Wei Chuyan and never hide. Behind Wei Chuyan, she became the person who stood in front of Wei Chuyan and sheltered Wei Chuyan from the wind and rain. She worked hard and worked hard towards this goal. In recent years, she has slowly made several pieces. For big things, you can often have unique vision and good opinions on some things that don't need to be done by yourself.

But she never thought that this day would come so soon.

In just one short night, she had a dream, and then woke up to find that the omniscient and omnipotent woman had nightmared herself in the dream and had a high fever. Has been in a coma.

Then she, what should she do?

She was terrified, especially after hearing the doctor say that such a high fever would turn people into fools, she said it lightly, saying that even if Wei Chuyan was stupid, she would love her and protect her for the rest of her life. She didn't tell a lie, but Wei Chuyan Are you willing to become a fool?She is such a proud person.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Ji was about to die of pain.

"Zhao Ji..."

She kept talking in Wei Chuyan's ear, and when the sky was full of sunset, she finally heard the man move.

She is calling herself.

Zhao Ji cheered up, and rushed to call her, but Wei Chuyan was still in a coma and did not respond to her.

However, Wei Chuyan gradually began to talk in his sleep.

"I, it hurts...why don't you come?"

Zhao Ji was very nervous, and threw herself on Wei Chuyan's body to check around: "Are you in pain? Where does it hurt? Tell me." Then, she thought that Wei Chuyan might be in pain in a dream.

She let go of her hand in a daze.

"is it my fault?"

It was this sentence again, Wei Chuyan started to feel wrong after saying a few words like this, Zhao Ji looked at her, and clenched his back molars.

"No...I'm not wrong. I, I did what I had to do."

The emotions gradually became intense, Wei Chuyan said "I'm not wrong" several times, and even clenched his fists in his sleep.Zhao Ji wrapped her tight fists, comforted her softly, coaxed her to relax, and found that Wei Chuyan's palms were covered in cold sweat.

"I have no choice. Zhao Ji, I have no choice."

Wei Chuyan shook her head, Zhao Ji hugged her, seeing her eyes shed tears, Zhao Ji was very confused, she thought Wei Chuyan's secret was about Wei Chuyan herself, but seeing Wei Chuyan talking in her sleep today The names spit out in the mouth are all "Zhao Ji", is she herself?

But if it was about her, why didn't she understand what Wei Chuyan said at all?

For Zhao Ji at this moment, the front is full of fog, his vision is restricted and he cannot see clearly.She does have a lot of doubts at the moment, but she won't think about ghosts and gods.Given her [-] chances, with her limited vision, she would never have thought that someone would be able to go back in time and come to her side.

But she still thought of her previous dream in a strange way. At the end of that dream, didn't Wei Chuyan die with scars?

No, it is not.It's just a coincidence.

A dream is a dream and can never be real.A dream that dazzled her?

Zhao Ji quickly put the dream behind him.

After such a short time, Wei Chuyan's dream talk changed again.

She said: "I was wrong." It was very painful.

Seeing her being "wrong" for a while, and "right" for a while, Zhao Ji also understood at this moment.Probably, Wei Chuyan once did something, and the reason why she had a high fever this time was because she began to doubt the correctness of her actions. This person is originally delicate and sensitive, but he still wants to surround himself like this In the strange circle, it is no wonder that it will fall to the brink of collapse.

Zhao Ji looked anxious, and really wanted to yell at her, "You're right, you're right, you're right", but she knew that once she fell into such a situation of self-doubt, she had to make the final decision by herself.

She doesn't care whether Wei Chuyan is right or wrong, but if Wei Chuyan suffers so much because of this, then she must support Wei Chuyan's final conclusion of "right".

"I was wrong...Zhao Ji, I'm sorry for you."

She guarded Wei Chuyan in torment, and when she figured it out, after a long time, she heard Wei Chuyan say that she was sorry for Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji became dazed again.

What's wrong?What are you sorry for?

What... Zhao Ji?

"But you're sorry for me too. You're sorry for me too..."

After saying these words, Wei Chuyan waved her arm in the air, Zhao Ji grabbed her hand, Wei Chuyan turned around, grabbed her wrist like a life-saving straw, and squeezed her wrist tightly.

Zhao Ji was still thinking, why did she say that she was sorry for Wei Chuyan?

"It's all wrong... It's all wrong. We're all wrong."

In his sleep, Wei Chuyan's tears finally poured out unscrupulously, but Zhao Ji broke free from Wei Chuyan's hand and shrank back.

She looked at Wei Chuyan uneasily, and asked her suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Are you... the Wei Chuyan I am familiar with?

The author has something to say: Oh, that comatose person is going to die.

Grandma answered for her, Xiaoji.

She is, of course she is, in past and present lives, she is the Wei Chuyan you are familiar with.

She is your Wei Chuyan.