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Chapter No.16

He moved his eyes to look at the sky, it was very dark outside, he didn't know if it was dusk or early morning, and he didn't know how long he had been unconscious.He was lying on the bed, without a quilt covering his body. Although it was summer, it was beginning to enter autumn, and the weather would still be cold sooner or later. He wanted to move, but he didn't know that when his right hand moved, all the muscles in his body were throbbing. The pain made him burst into tears.

As a doctor, he knew that he was seriously injured, so he moved his body slowly and lightly, trying to relieve his pain as much as possible, and beat his own pulse.After listening quietly for a while, he exhaled again.I think it's just a trauma, and there should be no internal organs.It's just that since entering the palace, I've been living in fear, with heavy work and no good rest, and the diet is not nutritious.

Allowing the body to adapt to the pain, he slowly climbed closer to the head of the bed, took out the ointment he prepared from a small cabinet next to the bed, pulled down his trousers and applied the medicine carefully.He had never been so glad that the cabin was small enough to give him the medicine he wanted; if it was too big, he might not even have the strength to get out of bed.

After taking the medicine, the wound felt cool and comfortable.He didn't know how long he had slept, whether it was a day or a night, he must have missed dinner time.Hungry and unable to move, he could only squirm slowly, take a deep breath, slowly climb out of bed, crawl to the table, take a few slices of pastries on the table, and slowly climb back into bed.

Opening the pastry wrapped in oil paper, he missed the tall guard a little bit. In this cold place, only that tall figure was good to him.He took a bite of the originally sweet pastry, but he couldn't feel the sweetness at all in his mouth. Instead, the pastry in his hand was wet with his tears.He took up his sleeves to wipe away his tears, but he couldn't do anything, and the tears flowed uncontrollably.He was sad, he was helpless, he felt extremely wronged, he finally lost control and sobbed holding the little pastry.Thinking of the death of his parents, of being bullied or even captured alive, of losing his freedom and begging for perfection in this palace, of his own future, his tears stopped flowing.

The pastry was crushed, but he thought it was the food given by Brother Wen. He didn't dare to waste it, so he put the crushed pastry into his mouth one by one, trying hard to swallow the salty dessert filled with tears.

He cried all night and slept all night; he didn't dare not stop working, he was afraid that if he didn't clean, he would be beaten to death, just like the real Koizumi.

He went to clean with heavy steps again, sweeping with difficulty, the others also looked on coldly, no one would help, and no one would make trouble, everyone was used to it; in order to protect their reputation, everyone became indifferent.

When he went to eat in the afternoon, he realized that he had been unconscious for a day and a night.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria today is very strange. The chief executive came to the place where these little slaves eat. He pointed at Eunuch Zhang and said something, and the other little servants did not dare to make a sound until the two adults finished talking. Until Eunuch Liu leaves.

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