The Fourth Master's Dog

Under the careful care of the imperial physician and Su Peisheng, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was getting better day by day.

Now I can eat food other than porridge.

Duofu felt very relieved when he saw that the Fourth Prince Yinzhen was getting better day by day.

Especially today, Su Peisheng brought not only white porridge but also other food.

Duofu looked at the plates of easy-to-digest pastries and small bowls of soup.

The tail behind him began to move uncontrollably.

The four chubby packaged paws were already scarred, and Su Peisheng had already taken them off yesterday.

Duofu has almost regained his former agility.

Before Duofu was injured, he had a fat belly and a chubby butt, and he didn't like to run around. He would eat and then sleep, then sleep and then eat.

Su Peisheng kept complaining that his master was like raising a pig. It would sleep after eating and eat after sleeping. It was not like the other puppies in the harem who would run around after eating.

But now Su Peisheng feels that Duofu is different from other dogs in the harem. None of them is as smart and humane as him.

During the past few days, while staying with the prince, Duofu never had a full meal and only drank water.

I haven't seen Duofu as noisy as before.

The master of the house felt a little unwell some time ago and couldn't hold Duofu, so he planned to reduce Duofu's daily food and have someone take him out to run more.

I’m afraid that eating too much will affect his health.

Who would have known that during that period of time, Duofu would pester his master and act like a spoiled child every day if he wasn't fed enough.

As soon as she sees her master, she runs over to rub against him and hug him, staring at him with her big round, pitiful eyes and making a few baby-like sounds.

The master couldn't hold out for a day, so he had to be fed more food.

After the meal, he just asked someone to take Duofu out for a walk, and he no longer complained about Duofu gaining weight.

I just want to say that Duofu is growing and should eat more.

Whoever keeps a dog in the palace has the loyalty and cleverness of his master.

Now the more Su Peisheng looks at Duofu, the more satisfied he becomes.

Duofu only saw Su Peisheng, who first took out a piece of cake from each pastry plate and placed it in front of Duofu.

Duofu didn't know what politeness was. He buried his head and started eating with big mouthfuls, and did not forget to remind the Fourth Prince Yinzhen to eat quickly.

"Woof woof woof." Little Baozi, eat quickly. Eat more so you will have strength. You are still weak now, so you need to eat more to get better quickly.

"Woof woof woof." Look at you, you're so hungry that you can't even make buns.

Duofu looked at his belly and four paws and felt depressed.

"Woof woof woof." I have also lost weight. When you get better, I will definitely eat back to my original weight, otherwise I will suffer a great loss.

"Woof woof woof." Eat more and get better soon.

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen looked at Duofu wolfing down the food with eyes full of pity.

"Su Peisheng, bring another small bowl and give half of this bowl of soup to Duofu. I can't eat so much."

Su Peisheng looked at the small bowl of soup, which was not even as big as his palm.

Under the irresistible gaze of the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, Su Peisheng still said nothing. He obediently took another one and carefully poured 1/3 of the soup in the earthenware jar.

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen looked at it, shook his head, and spoke in a firm tone.

"Not enough, pour some more, half for me and half for Duofu."

Duofu looked at the soup being brought to him and shook his head. Although he was not full yet, he knew that this soup was only for the nourishment of Fourth Prince Yinzhen, so it would not matter if he ate one less mouthful.

I’m afraid that if the Fourth Prince Yinzhen eats less, his recovery will be slower, and Duofu would be heartbroken.

Duofu felt as if he smelled the scent of broth in his nose. Because he had lost weight, his two big eyes looked even bigger.

There is no meat in this bowl of soup. Could it be that it was cooked with heat? Duofu squinted his eyes and took a deep breath. It smelled really good.

He shook his head hard and took off his head.

"Woof woof woof." You eat first. When you are full, if you really can't eat anymore, I will eat.

The more Duofu smelled the smell, the more he felt like the hookworms in his stomach were crawling out. He really wanted to eat it because it tasted like meat.

Since the Fourth Prince Yinzhen fell ill, he has been eating nothing but plain porridge, which is devoid of any nutrition.

Duofu didn't know what to say. He also heard from Su Peisheng that when the Fourth Prince Yinzhen fell ill with a fever, he would first starve for a few days to empty his stomach and intestines and rely on his own body to resist the disease.

Anyway, what Duofu heard was that no matter what disease you have, just starve you for a few meals. After you get better, you will be fine. If you are still not well, he will prescribe some medicine.

When Duofu heard that, he felt it was incredible. When you are sick, shouldn’t you eat better and supplement your nutrition so that you have strength to fight the virus and improve your immunity?

Where did you think of that?

The imperial physicians in Kangxi's harem had different methods of treatment.

What's this called?

Clearing therapy.

In the six months since Duofu came here, he has never seen the Fourth Prince Yinzhen fall ill. Has he ever witnessed the Qing Dynasty's starvation therapy?

No wonder Su Peisheng liked to hide some cakes on his body. It turned out that not only he could eat them, but the Fourth Prince Yinzhen could also eat them.

Duofu's eyes were full of sympathy as he looked at the man lying on the bed, his body covered with a large patch of pimples like chickenpox. Even his handsome face was covered with a dozen large chickenpox.

The hands of the Fourth Prince Yinzhen were wrapped in soft cloth, for fear that he would lose control and scratch his face.

Having a scratched face is a very troublesome thing. Maybe he will not be able to ascend the throne in this life just because of this scratched face.

That must be so infuriating. He even survived smallpox, but just because of the scars on his face, he missed the chance to become an emperor.

Regardless of whether the Fourth Prince Yinzhen would be so angry that he would want to die, Duofu would definitely do so.

It turned him from being the dog master of the emperor to the dog master of a prince.

The treatment was too different. It was originally above one person but below ten thousand people.

He is just a prince, so he can only do whatever he wants in his prince's palace.

As long as Duofu was awake, he would keep his eyes fixed on the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, for fear that he would accidentally scratch his handsome face.

Duofu had finished his pastries and was now staring at the fourth prince Yinzhen while he was eating.

"Woof woof woof." Eat quickly, eat quickly.

He also used his paws to push the delicious soup in front of him forward.

"I will only eat when you are full. I am not the kind of person who would give up on you just for food."

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen understood what Duofu meant, and a big smiling face appeared on his face, with a small dimple on the right side, which Duofu had not noticed before.

Although the Fourth Prince could laugh before, his smile had never been this big. That little dimple had never appeared in front of Duofu.

There was surprise in Duofu's eyes, and he stretched out his claws and pointed at the right side of the Fourth Prince Yinzhen's face.

"Woof woof woof." Little bun, you have a dimple, so cute.

The Fourth Prince Yinzhen's eyes stiffened for a moment, and he retracted his smile and drank his soup as if nothing had happened.