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It is difficult to part from the father and mother who have been raising them for more than ten years. Standing in the distance, Xun Zhui sighed for a while when he heard the heart-piercing cry of the old woman from inside the tent.

They are all parents' children, why can't the mother keep the mother's children?

Xunzhui made an appointment with Xu Yinru to pick up his mother and son to leave the next day, and he asked the soldiers to deliver food to Xu Yinru's family for the next few days, at least to keep the child from starving before he arrived.

He didn't let He Zhiping follow, and He Zhiping was arranged to wait at the gate of the city.Xun chased Yan Zhaohe's horse and looked down upon him, He Zhiping rubbed his hands and asked, "Your son's business has been settled?"

It's strange, obviously I haven't met He Zhiping a few times, but Xun Zhui is disgusted with this person from the bottom of my heart.

He kicked the horse's belly and ignored He Zhiping, the horse obediently walked towards the city, and sighed, it really is what kind of horse is riding, and the same is true for a gentle person like Yan Zhaohe.

Back in the medical hall, Yu Niesheng poked his head out from the cabinet and asked, "Where did you go?"

Xun Zhui shook his head, lowered his head and hurried upstairs.The door of his room was ajar, so he knew who was sitting inside without even thinking about it.Xun Zhui stopped, and was about to walk back cautiously.The man in the room said slowly: "Your Majesty must be very tired after going out for such a long time, why do you have to leave now?"

Xun chased and clicked his tongue, how could this person have such good ears?

He pretended not to hear, and walked on tiptoe tensely towards the stairs, but was grabbed by the back of the neck on the fourth step.All of a sudden, he ran forward frantically like an animal whose hair had exploded, panicking like a scourge behind him.

Yan Zhaohe missed him the first time he grabbed him, and Xun Zhui was already stumbling and trying to escape the second time.Yan Zhaohe shook his head helplessly, and threw out a walnut he was playing with.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound between the body and the wooden floor, and the bones of the young man's body seemed to be shattered like glass, and the glass shards flew like flowers, exuding a weak grievance from the inside out.

Xun Zhui fell down on the big horse, and fell to the ground in the dark, he could taste the blood between his lips and teeth, he turned his head and looked at Yan Zhaohe resentfully.Yan Zhaohe showed his innocence, and leaned over to look at Xun Zhui with concern, Xun Zhui was so angry that he gritted his teeth, never before had he wanted to scold someone from the bottom of his heart like now, "Get out!"

"How does your majesty want me to get out?" Yan Zhaohe was so strong that he easily grabbed Xun Zhui into his arms, "Let me see where your majesty is bumping."

"Yan Zhaohe!"

Xun Zhui sneered, "Let go."

Not only did Yan Zhaohe not let go, but he tightened his hands even more, "Your Majesty has been away for so long, I want to ask where your Majesty has gone?"

I don’t need to report where I’m going, so I turned my head to look at Yan Zhaohe, and suddenly there was a hint of threat in his tone, “Why, what does His Royal Highness Zhao think about me?”

"The minister has no such intention."

Xun Zhui left Yan Zhaohe's arms and sat upright, Yan Zhaohe was half kneeling, he was naturally taller than Yan Zhaohe when he stood up, he looked down at Yan Zhaohe, and suddenly stretched out his hand to support Yan Zhaohe's face.

His lips moved slightly, and he asked Yan Zhaohe silently, who do you think is standing in front of you?

"Your Majesty, forgive me." Yan Zhao said softly.

He has never treated Yan Zhaohe like this, just as Yan Zhaohe was not treated like this, but Xun Zhui was caught off guard.

Yan Zhaohe still maintained that posture, Xun chased him into the house, and said before closing the door: "I'm tired, I don't need to bring dinner."

"Yes."

The man replied from outside the door.

Yan Zhaohe used a walnut to bruise his calf.

"Hiss." Standing by the table, Xun Zhui raised his calf, supported the table with one hand, and lifted his trouser leg with the other.

Yan Zhaohe's strength didn't look like a human's strength at all, and his calf gradually turned from red to bruised in just a short while.In the afternoon, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the calf.A bruise the size of a walnut, just touching it with a finger can feel the flesh is hot, and the nerves are pounding.

Xun Zhui slapped him, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and said helplessly in a low voice, "It's too ruthless."

Probably Yan Zhaohe and this walnut opened up Xunzhui's second branch of Ren and Du, and Yan Zhaohe didn't think there was anything wrong when Xunzhui didn't go downstairs to eat that night, only that Xunzhui was still angry.Knowing that he still hadn't come out the next day, King Zhao finally realized that something was wrong, so he hurried upstairs to check.

"If I find out again in the afternoon, I can replace His Royal Highness King Zhao with a burnt-out fool." Song Nanping wiped Xunzhui's sweaty forehead with a wet handkerchief, and ordered the drug boy to find some wine.

Yu Niesheng sat on the other side of the bed, stirred the ointment in the bowl, and applied it little by little with a small wooden stick to the completely blue wound on Xunzhui's calf.Yu Niesheng compared the size of the wound with his hands, and asked Song Nanping what kind of wound it was.

"Walnuts." Song Nanping said, seeing Yu Niesheng looking at him in disbelief, he said, "I don't believe it either."

King Zhao told him so.

King Zhao came to him in person and asked him to go upstairs.Song Nanping thought that King Zhao wanted to ask him about the plague, but he didn't expect to lead him into Xunzhui's room and ask him to heal him.

When Yan Zhaohe came, his expression was so calm that Song Nanping could hardly have imagined that Xun Zhui was so seriously ill.

The young man's face was flushed, probably because he had a fever and his body was too hot, his clothes were messy, but he was well covered by the quilt.Originally, Xun Zhui's skin was white, but after it was dyed an unnatural red, it looked like a cooked shrimp.

Song Nanping rushed up to get Xun's pulse, "How long has it been?"

"He said that from the time Xun chased him back yesterday, until this morning." Song Nanping thought of Yan Zhaohe's face and said angrily, "What if I really become a fool?"

Now that the plague is so severe, Xun Zhui's health is not good, so he must be careful not to let him contract the plague, and his resistance is weaker now.

Yu Niesheng sighed: "His Royal Highness King Zhao must also feel bad."

"Is it okay to beat someone like this?" Song Nanping pulled the quilt, revealing Xunzhui's calf, and compared the size of the wound with his hand.

Song Nanping was also worried. Although Xun Zhui was his friend, he was the emperor of the world. If there was anything wrong in his hands, then he would be the sinner of the world.

"His Royal Highness King Zhao has sent someone to find the owner of the villa, and His Majesty will recover soon."

"Not necessarily." Song Nanping realized that he had talked too much, and immediately changed the topic, "I'll watch here, you go to work first."

Yu Niesheng covered Xun with a quilt, and smiled embarrassedly, "Of course I know it might not be."

"You." Song Nanping hesitated to speak.

"If you're tired, replace me." Yu Niesheng left with the ointment.

Bo Yan came late, and in the evening Xun Zhui's burning faded a little.As soon as he came, the people who took care of Xunzui had to step back.Yu Niesheng sat in the hall and peeled walnuts with Song Nanping, and the snow-white walnut kernels were placed in a small bowl.Yu Niesheng only peeled and didn't eat, but Song Nanping knew how to peel and eat. He joked that he was smart again today, and he would go back to his room to recite medical skills.

"My lord, the owner will send you up." The voice of the drug boy came from behind Yu Niesheng. This drug boy was called Shuangshao, and he was the most powerful child under Bo Yan's command.

Shuang Shao specially reminded Yu Niesheng that the face of the owner is not very good today.

Bo Yan often comes to this clinic, and the room he often lives in is the last room on the second floor.

Yu Niesheng opened the door calmly and walked in. Bo Yan was standing in front of the hanger changing clothes.

Yu Niesheng quickly stepped forward to take Bo Yan's coat, and Bo Yan glanced at Yu Niesheng, the young man looked very docile with lowered eyebrows.

"How's the situation?" Bo Yan asked.

Yu Niesheng: "The patient's symptoms were initially relieved after taking the medicine, but he was still accompanied by persistent high fever. This was all expected."

"What about the new patient?"

"The number of infected patients is not as fast as last month. A woman gave birth the day before yesterday. It took some time to count the medicinal materials, but now they have been sorted out. If the owner wants to see me, I will fetch them now."

Bo Yan's upper body was naked, Yu Niesheng turned to look for the clothes in the cabinet, Bo Yan looked at him and said, "What else?"

Yu Niesheng was only looking for clothes, and didn't hear what Bo Yan said clearly. After he found the clothes that Bo Yan often wore, he turned around, his eyes darkened, and he crashed into Bo Yan's arms.

The man's skin was pressed against his cheek, Yu Niesheng blinked, and Bo Yan's chest vibrated: "It's very itchy."

"I'm going to cut off all the eyelashes at that time."

Bo Yan was silent for a long time before saying, "Forget it."

Yu Niesheng gently pushed Bo Yan away, spread out the clothes in his arms and spread them over Bo Yan's shoulders, "There's something wrong with the account check this time, I'm not sure, I should have gone back to the village and asked the owner to have a look, It just so happens that the owner of the village is here, so I’m going to get the account books right away.”

The account books were sorted out in advance, and when Yu Niesheng found them, he brought the account books back to Bo Yan. Bo Yan sat at the table and didn't know he was looking at God. After Yu Niesheng put down the account books, Bo Yan pointed at the paper in his hand. Question: "Is this the medicine you prescribed for Your Majesty?"

Yu Niesheng shook his head, this was Song Nanping's prescription for Xun.

"Have you seen?"

"Seen."

Yu Niesheng didn't dare to say a word, and lowered his eyes to avoid meeting Bo Yan's gaze.

"Go back and receive the punishment yourself."

"Yes." Yu Niesheng turned around after answering and asked tentatively, "Can I change it?"

"Master, you said that it can be changed."

Bo Yan didn't move, while the body of the boy in front of him trembled visibly, but his fingers to untie his belt were steady.He closed his clothes that couldn't hang, and his eyes were misty.

Xun Zhui's illness came quickly, but it didn't go away so quickly. He fell into a coma for three or four days, and would talk in his sleep every night.Song Nanping only kept watch for the first night, and after telling Yan Zhaohe and Xun Zhui that they would talk nonsense, Yan Zhaohe personally kept watch for the next few days.

Xun Zhui refused to drink the medicine after he woke up, and every time Yan Zhaohe fed it, he immediately coughed and spit it out.

The wrists are a little thinner, and the cheekbones wrapped in flesh are more prominent, but because of the low-grade fever, the lips are extraordinarily red.Xun Zhui only showed a pair of eyes, which were tightly closed when Yan Zhaohe was around, and opened as soon as Yan Zhaohe left, staring at one place without blinking.

This situation lasted until Song Nanping delivered the medicine and said that the pregnant woman came to look for it last time.

"I said you were still sick, and the lady said she wanted to come up and have a look."

Xun Zhui stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and lightly wrote on Song Nanping's hand, "Get settled, I'm afraid I'll make the child sick."