I don't think I'll survive this year

Before Ji Huai had figured out how to deal with Xue Ning's identity so that she could lead people to carry out water conservancy construction in the future in a reasonable way, there was news that the Korean public had accepted a righteous daughter.

Ji Huai listened to the news brought by Li Fu, and was stunned for a moment——

Should have thought of...

However, he did it when he thought of it. This ability to act was really Yang Wentong's style.

Ji Huaizhi didn't feel emotional about this news for long, and then his attention turned to what Li Fu said next: Chen Changsi returned to Beijing.

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Half an hour later, the East Hall of Chengming Hall.

Ji Huai sized Chen Changsi up and down, frowning tightly, holding back and holding back, so that his tone did not sound like a questioning, "I know Changsi has always been diligent, but no matter what, the body is more important. Patrol this Things, you can take your time, why are you in such a hurry?"

Chen Changsi was not very strong in the first place, his body shape, not to mention comparing with Yang Wentong, was thinner than ordinary people.However, when he was in the capital, no matter how thin he was, he could still be called tall and straight.But now—

I'm almost as thin as a bamboo pole!

Ji Huai looked straight at his clothes and deeply felt that they were just hanging on him!Now if there is a gust of wind, he is worried that this person will be blown away.

——I squeezed a year's work into half a year, and I can't complain about being so thin!

As the immediate boss of a workaholic, Ji Huaizhi had to watch over his subordinates all the time, so as not to cause sudden death due to overwork.

Ji Huai frowned, as if he had thought of something, his tone suddenly changed, "Didn't I let Li Liu follow you? How did he take care of you?!" Then he turned his head and said to the people beside him, " Tell Li Liu to come in, I want to ask him what he has been doing for the past six months!"

Chen Changsi originally thought that Ji Huaizhi would first ask him about the results of his inspection tour of the south of the Yangtze River. Although he often had notes to play, the length of the notes was limited, and some specific situations could only be clarified in person.

He had a stomach full of drafts, but Ji Huaizhi didn't play his cards according to common sense, and was stunned for a rare moment.Seeing that this person was ready to find someone to settle the score, he hurriedly interrupted: "Your Majesty has taken care of my minister's recent situation, and I really feel deeply guilty. It's just...it's easy for the minister to decrease in midsummer, and the current situation is really serious. It's caused by your physique, and it has nothing to do with others. In the past six months, Eunuch Li has devoted himself to taking care of this humble minister, and I hope His Majesty will not get angry."

This reason was found...it was really perfunctory.

Chen Changsi stayed in the capital for so many summers, and he never saw him so thin.However, Li Liu put his heart into this, and Ji Huaizhi believed it. Chen Changsi looked like a gentleman, but he didn't have the temperament to beg for mercy at will. At least in Ji Huaizhi's memory, this was the first time.

In the end, Ji Huaizhi still gave Chen Changsi face, and did not punish him too severely. He just sent him to the Zhidian Supervisor and taught him to stay there for a month. The last sentence is painless.

However, with Chen Changsi's appearance, Ji Huaizhi was worried that he would collapse as soon as he went out, "I'll talk about it later, you are now... I'd better call an imperial physician to take a look."

Chen Changsi's face froze for a moment, but he immediately regained his former composure, but his hand hidden in his sleeve clenched his fist tightly, with such force that he trembled a little.

In the same tone as in the past, he persuaded with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't do this. I know the body of my humble minister, even if it is reduced, it will not be to the point of asking for doctors and medicines. Your Majesty is so motivating. , it made the minister panic."

Ji Huaizhi didn't notice the abnormality, he just regarded it as Chen Changsi's daily humble resignation, he shook his head and said: "Just invite an imperial doctor, how can we mobilize the teachers? Changsi should not hide his illness from the doctor."

After saying that, he turned his head and said to Li Fu who was beside him, "Go and invite an imperial physician." Chen Changsi wanted to stop him again, but was interrupted by the sound from the entrance of the hall.The two looked up and saw Yang Wentong moving in from the door step by step.

This is quite different from his usual striding posture, Ji Huaizhi only took one look, and he probably knew it in his heart - this was probably taken care of by Han Gonggong again.He raised his eyebrows and said mockingly, "What did you do again?"

Yang Wentong raised his eyes and stared at him, there seemed to be a bit of grievance in his eyes... Ji Huai was startled by his brain supply: Yang Wentong will be wronged?It's hard for him not to feel wronged by others.Immediately afterwards, he heard him shouting in disbelief, "Why did I commit a crime?!"

Over there, Chen Changsi had already stood up, and saluted Yang Wentong, "General Yang is well."

Only then did Yang Wentong's eyes turn to Chen Changsi, his eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't care about the quarrel with Ji Huaizhi, he said in surprise: "Changsi, you're back so soon?" As he spoke, he strode forward and stretched out his hand Just pat him on the shoulder.

Chen Changsi wanted to hide subconsciously, but before he could dodge, Yang Wentong froze in place while extending his hand, the smile on his face froze and his muscles tensed, showing a bit of ferocity.

Ji Huaizhi let out a "hissy" breath, hurried up a few steps, grabbed Chen Changsi in front of him to support him, and scolded, "I don't know how to take it easy even if I'm injured?!"

Yang Wentong breathed a sigh of relief, and said with difficulty: "...Let me sit for a while." Then, there was another burst of chaos.

Not long after sitting down, the imperial doctor's voice came from outside, Yang Wentong poked his probe towards the door unexpectedly, and said in surprise, "So fast?"

"I didn't invite you." Ji Huai rolled his eyes straight at him, "It's a coincidence that I came here, so I happened to see you first." He said, signaling the two imperial physicians who were saluting to come here first.

"It's trauma." Ji Huaizhi explained again to the old doctor in charge, then lowered his head and asked Yang Wendao, "Where is the injury?"

"...on the back."

Ji Huaizhi stretched out his hand to pull his belt, Yang Wentong was so startled that he almost jumped off the stool, grabbed Ji Huaizhi's wrist, and said loudly: "I'll do it!"

Ji Huaizhi glanced at him with distrust, but he still nodded hesitantly when he felt the strength on his wrist, "That's fine, you can do it yourself." With the strength of grabbing him, it's still possible to take off his clothes. no problem.

Yang Wentong almost shivered and took off his shirt. His upper body was tightly wrapped in bandages, as if he had put on another layer of clothes. The wound should have been torn again just now, and blood was oozing out at this moment.

Seeing that with his movements, the stained blood stains were getting bigger and bigger, Ji Huaizhi almost held him down with a blue face, and motioned for the imperial physician to come forward to help.

After removing the bandage, the bloodstains on the back were no longer covered up. Dozens of welts criss-crossed, almost every one was covered with blood, some had scabs, and some were still oozing blood...

Ji Huai took a sharp breath.

Yang Wentong's ability to cause troubles is top-notch, and he has to be punished by his father from time to time, but this is the first time Ji Huaizhi has seen the consequences of this.

...Is this really my real father? !

The wound on the back was stared at by Ji Huaizhi, Yang Wentong moved a little uncomfortably, feeling the hand on his shoulder strengthened, Yang Wentong couldn't help but looked up at Ji Huai, his jaw was tense , and further up is Ji Huaizhi with a dignified expression.

Seeing this, Yang Wentong said comfortingly: "My father has experience in beating me. These injuries look painful, but in fact..."

He paused, but in the end he couldn't say "it doesn't hurt" against his conscience.

"...It still hurts a little."

——At this moment, I am still in the mood to play tricks.

Ji Huai pursed his lips, didn't say anything to him, and kept his eyes on the scar on his back.

Seeing that his consolation had no effect, Yang Wentong was also a little embarrassed.Feeling Ji Huaizhi's gaze on his back, Yang Wentong still couldn't sit still, and looked around the room, hoping to find something so as to divert Ji Huaizhi's attention.

When he looked at it this way, he saw something different, "Changsi, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Huaizhi was distracted as he wished. Following his gaze, he saw Chen Changsi's tired face, "...Changsi?"

Chen Changsi explained softly: "I... am a little tired, I want to go back to the mansion to take a rest, I hope your majesty will allow me."

Just as Ji Huaizhi was about to nod his head, Yang Wentong said first, "Tired? Are you sick?" After finishing speaking, without giving Chen Changsi a chance to refute, he stretched out his hand and pulled the young imperial doctor who was doing the work, almost pulling him away. Chen Changsi stepped forward, grabbed Chen Changsi's arm and handed it over, frowning and said: "You diagnosed him."

It took Ji Huaizhi a wrong eye to complete this series of actions.

— so flexible that it hardly looks injured.

However, Ji Huai looked straight at his wound that started to ooze blood again, his face turned black, "Get out of here!"

Yang Wentong's expression froze, and then he slowly walked back to his original position.The old doctor who was applying the medicine to him was also calm, and his expression did not change during the whole process. When Yang Wentong sat back again, he continued to apply the medicine slowly, as if the wounded under him had never moved.

Here Yang Wentong was howled, he was finally honest, and Ji Huaizhi just breathed a sigh of relief.Turning around, he saw Chen Changsi's face was pale, and his lips had lost all color. Although there was still a usual smile on the corner of his lips, it was forced no matter how you looked at it.

——This is definitely not as simple as being tired as he said.

Seeing the performance of the imperial physician, Ji Huaizhi felt even more heartbroken: I saw cold sweat dripping from the imperial physician's forehead, and beads of sweat slipped down the side of his face, and the fingers on Chen Changsi's wrist kept trembling, which made people feel dizzy. I couldn't help wondering whether he could diagnose the pulse in this way.

This performance is all too familiar.Four years ago, in front of the late emperor's hospital bed, the imperial physician, who was a little less able to bear it, had the same attitude when he was taking the pulse.

The old doctor who was applying the medicine to Yang Wentong also caught a glimpse of the situation over there, and silently sped up the movements of his hands.

Immediately, he took a step forward and asked Ji Huaizhi for instructions: "Your view of Mr. Chen's face is due to overwork and lack of energy and blood. This is not the director of Li Taiyi. The old minister is not talented, and he still has some research on nursing. Your Majesty please..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young imperial physician Li suddenly raised his head, "No need!" The voice was so loud that the eyes of the entire hall were focused on him.