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Bao Rong paused, watching the two guards stretch out their hands to stop him, then slowly lowered his head, and said respectfully: "You two officials, I

A friend is seriously ill now, so I want to ask an imperial doctor to take a look, so—"

Before he finished speaking, one of the guards asked sharply, "Who is that friend of yours?"

"I—" Baorong hesitated for a moment. If he said that he wanted to ask the imperial physician to treat a young eunuch, these guards would definitely push him back. After thinking about it, he said calmly: "Go back to the two officials, my That friend is a relative of the Concubine Xiang, and it was the Concubine Xiang who asked me to come, saying that she wanted the best imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital to come immediately without delay."

"Concubine Xiang?" When the two guards heard this, their stern expressions instantly became docile. Who didn't know that Concubine Xiang was receiving divine favor at this moment, and who would dare to offend her.

"Okay, young master wait here first, we will go right away." The two guards smiled at Baorong, just turned around and took two steps up the steps, then turned around again and asked, "Sir, There are too many doctors in this hospital, which one are you looking for?"

Bao Rong frowned slightly. He remembered that Xiao Fu had told him that there was a very nice doctor in the imperial hospital, who was young but had excellent medical skills, but he didn't know the name of that person.

"Isn't there an imperial doctor in the Imperial Hospital? If I'm young, I'll find that person."

The guard thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized, "This subordinate knows, the young master wants to find Imperial Physician Fu!"

Bao Rong nodded, now he doesn't care whether the imperial physician Fu is the one Xiao Fu said, as long as he is a doctor and has wound medicine on him, after all, Xiao Fu's injury can no longer be delayed.

The moonlight was very cold, spreading on the ground, as if it had snowed. Baorong stood alone, with his arms folded, and he couldn't help shivering, his knees hurt like needles, and he kept turning around. He turned his head and looked towards the vermilion door, but he didn't see anyone coming out of it for a long time.

Suddenly, his knees could no longer support his whole body, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He bit his lips desperately, so as not to groan, lying on the ground for a long time, he forced himself to open his eyes, but as soon as he opened his eyes, there was a pair of black boots within sight.

"It's you - are you looking for me?" An extremely cold voice came from above the head, that voice seemed to be colder than Tuoba Hong.

Bao Rong raised his head fiercely, only to see a man in an official robe looking at him with indifferent eyes.

The man was very young, about the same age as Baorong, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips, but determined.

"You, you are Fu imperial physician?" Bao Rong asked in astonishment.

"Yes!" The voice was still icy, cold to the bone.

"I have a friend who is sick and very sick, so can you please take a look at him?"

The man glanced at him, "I heard from the guard just now that your friend is a relative of Concubine Xiang, right?"

His tone sounded a little strange, but Bao Rong couldn't think too much, so he nodded quickly, "Yes."

"If it is, then please go back!" Watching him turn around resolutely, Bao Rong suddenly reached out and pulled his trouser legs, and asked sadly, "Why, aren't you an imperial physician? Aren't imperial physicians all have medical ethics? Well, how could you refuse to save him!"

"It's not that I don't want to save, it's just that I don't want to save anyone related to that concubine Xiang."

When Bao Rong heard this, he immediately changed his words, "No, my friend actually has nothing to do with Concubine Xiang. Just now I was afraid that the guards would not invite me to the imperial physician, so I made up a lie to deceive them. , that friend of mine is really seriously injured, and he is burning very badly now, if he doesn’t receive medical treatment, maybe—”

When the man stopped, Baorong's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Then, he turned his head, looked at Bao Rong's pleading eyes, squatted down suddenly, and quickly shifted his gaze to the knee of his right leg.

"Is your knee hurt?"

When Bao Rong heard this, a faint smile appeared on his face. The smile was not because he saw his injured knee, but because he saw that he finally took care of him and smiled knowingly.

"I really didn't lie to you—"

"I see." After a short sentence, the man helped Bao Rong up, and followed him towards Yan Zhuxuan.

Baorong felt grateful and puzzled at the same time. The man ignored him all the way, but just followed him quietly. He followed him wherever he went. Finally, when he arrived at Yanzhuxuan, he saw him lying on the bed. After Xiaofu on board, a slight look of shock appeared on his expressionless face.

Bao Rong just sat quietly at the side, watching the imperial physician surnamed Fu clean up Xiao Fu's wound, apply medicine, and finally waited until the wound was bandaged before his heart hanging in his throat fell back.

"How did he get injured?" After treating the wound, the man did not leave in a hurry, but walked behind Bao Rong who was in a daze.

"Ah?" Baorong seemed to be frightened, he looked at Xiaofu, and was about to get up to take a look, but the man grabbed his shoulder.

Baorong stared at him in confusion, then looked down at the pair of big hands on his shoulders, "You, what are you?"

"Are you—are you the man who sleeps almost every night?"

Hearing this, Baorong suddenly felt an indescribable pain in his chest. He quickly lowered his eyelids, pretended to be indifferent, and admitted, "Yes, I am that person."

"Is your name Xiao Baorong?" the man asked again.

A trace of surprise flashed across Baorong's face, but soon he became very quiet again, "So what if you are, so what if you are not, is there a big relationship between the two?"

"Of course, if you are really Xiao Baorong, then I can help you, but if you are not, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now."

"You—can you help me?" There was a trace of hope in Baorong's eyes, but soon, that hope became overshadowed, and he smiled sadly: "You can't help me, no one can help you." If you leave me, even he can't help, others can't help, and I can't help myself—"

"The him you mentioned, do you mean Xiao Yan?"

Xiao Yan?He heard it right!What he said just now, is it really Xiao Yan?

"It's late today, I'm leaving first, I'll come back to see Xiaofu's injury tomorrow." After the man finished speaking, he opened the door and left, and the moment he was about to leave, he turned his head and glanced at Bao Rong.

It was not until a long time later that Baorong was sure that the two words that the person said just now were indeed Xiao Yan, but how could he know Xiao Yan?

He got up in a hurry, wanting to catch up and ask, but just as he ran to the door, he stopped again.

Even if it is really Xiao Yan, so what!Facts are facts after all, and it will not change. He is already with Yingluo, and he has forgotten himself. It is simply shameless, shameless for him to ask so shamelessly.

(11 Fresh Coins) Forget it, maybe you will live easier

In the next few days, that person would come to see Xiaofu's injury every day, but due to the seriousness of the injury, he would not heal for a while, and could do nothing but lie on the bed to recuperate. Come, otherwise, Xiaofu probably won't be taken care of.

Although he was very thankful in his heart, he would inevitably be puzzled. With Tuoba Hong's character, he would never let him go so easily. He didn't know what kind of fiery waters, abyss and purgatory awaited him in the future.I don't know how long he can last this kind of life and death, maybe tomorrow, or next month.

Sometimes, he really wished that he was blind and deaf, that way, he would not see Xiao Yan and Ying Luo lingering, and he would not hear those coquettish and low growls.

He put one hand on the edge of the bed, and sighed with dull eyes. If there is any reason to support him to live now, it is his fourth brother Xiao Yujue, because he knows that even if everyone in this world doesn't want him, he Neither will my fourth brother.

He firmly believed that Xiao Yujue would come to save him, and he would.

"Grand...gong... son..." Xiaofu opened his eyes with great difficulty. It took him a long time to see the person in front of him clearly. Frowning, Baorong saw it and hurriedly said, "Don't move──"

Xiao Fu slowed down, and then opened his eyes again, his empty eyes were immediately covered by fear, and he still moaned.

Baorong knew what he was afraid of, so he stretched out his hand and gently pressed on his forehead, "Okay, don't be afraid, that concubine Xiang is not here, she won't beat you again, you lie down peacefully, I will By your side, don't be afraid."

His palms were moist, covered with cold sweat from Xiaofu's forehead, guessing the time, the Imperial Physician Fu was about to arrive.

"I'm afraid..." Xiaofu's eyes overflowed with tears, sobbing helplessly, one after another.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Bao Rong felt relieved again, "With me by your side, she won't hit you again."

"You are already in trouble, but you still have time to care about others." Suddenly there was a voice at the door, and a man in official robes walked in. Baorong didn't turn his head, and the expression on his face was also very stiff, but Xiao Fu was very excited, frowned, and shouted the words "Fu Tai Physician" with difficulty.

Until Fu Qingyu showed Xiaofu the injury, Bao Rong didn't say a word to him, and didn't even glance at him, but just sat quietly on the chair by the table, wanting to drink tea, handy