Qing Jialu

The next day, Shen Jia cleaned the house early and waited at the door.Until dusk, the emperor came in a civilian attire.And Jin Yiwei secretly protected and did not show up.

This was the first time that the emperor came to Shen Jia's house. There was only one courtyard in the small courtyard. Although it was not big, it was clean.The courtyard was cleaned spotlessly clean, not even a single fallen leaf.

"Brother Wei Ming laughed at the shabby house." Shen Jia felt inferior again, His Majesty was used to seeing magnificent courtyards, and his small courtyard really couldn't handle it.

After all, Shen Jia was born in poverty, and his parents died early. Although Shen Jia is now promoted to the left servant of the household department, the official salary of the country is low, and there is not much money in his hands.In a place like the capital, where land is very expensive, he can only afford to rent this small courtyard house.

The emperor had investigated Shen Jia's family background long ago, and knew that he was short of cash, so he smiled and commented: "Quiet and simple, very good."

"Brother Weiming, please." Shen Jia led His Majesty through the courtyard to the main hall.

At this time, Dr. Fan was sitting in the living room. Seeing Xiao Weiming coming, he got up and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Xiao, should I introduce myself again? Next, Fan Yu, who practices medicine in the Northwest, is a quack doctor."

"Doctor Fan." The emperor nodded slightly, and the two of them settled the old score, and no longer mentioned the concealed matter that day.

"Brother Xiao, since you are willing to seek medical advice, you have to tell the truth." Doctor Fan said seriously, "I didn't take the pulse carefully last time, but I can also tell from your complexion that the poison is not simple. I wonder when Brother Xiao was poisoned?"

Shen Jia was also concerned about this matter, so she immediately pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

The emperor hesitated for a moment, then said calmly: "In the third year of Yongwen, I found something abnormal in my body. After seeing many doctors, I was sure that it was poisoning."

In the third year of Yongwen, it was four years ago when Xiao Yi became the king of Qin and became a vassal in Qinzhou in the northwest.

"Did the doctor who gave the diagnosis and treatment say what kind of poison it was?"

"It's cold poison."

Hearing this, Fan Yu frowned deeply, stretched out his hand and said, "I'll come again to check the pulse."

This time the emperor didn't shirk, and let Dr. Fan feel relieved.Dr. Fan's pulse lasted for a stick of incense, and Shen Jia at the side looked nervous, wondering how poisonous it was, and it took so long to feel his pulse?

After what seemed like a long time, Doctor Fan withdrew his hand and said to the emperor: "Brother Xiao, you should have been poisoned in the second year of Yongwen. Fortunately, you discovered it early and suppressed it in time, so that it did not cause too much trouble. Otherwise , it’s not just a leg pain.”

Shen Jia was frightened while listening, but the emperor remained silent and did not speak.

Doctor Fan continued: "I'll prescribe some medicine for you to suppress the spread of the cold poison and make your legs feel painless immediately."

"Will the action be hindered?" the emperor asked suddenly.

Dr. Fan nodded, "Yes. There will be no feeling in the legs, and he will not be able to walk."

"I can't accept it." The emperor refused.He was in the northwest before, and he used this method of drinking medicine to relieve pain.Although the cold poison was suppressed, his legs were numb, so he could only sit slumped in a wheelchair like a disabled person.

Shen Jia knew the emperor's concern, so many eyes from the government and the public were watching the emperor's every move, how could he allow himself to sit in a wheelchair and show his weak side?

"But your cold poison has already..."

"I know." The emperor interrupted Dr. Fan, "I can use internal force to suppress it, and use precious medicinal herbs to treat it every day. It has been three or four years, and there has been no major problem."

"Now the situation is getting more and more serious, and it is impossible to suppress it only by internal force." Dr. Fan knew the patient's concerns and persuaded him, "If you are worried that your walking will be affected, you can choose the second method. Needling to seal the veins overnight, and then The next day I took out the silver needle, and I was able to move freely."

"Also." The emperor agreed to the second method.

"However..." Dr. Fan hesitated, "After the acupuncture treatment, the pain is excruciating, which is unbearable for ordinary people."

The emperor smiled, "No problem."

After the diagnosis, the needles began.Shen Jia asked the emperor to lie down in his dormitory, while Dr. Fan carried his medicine box and sat beside the bed, roasting the silver needles over a fire to sterilize them.Shen Jia glanced at it, and saw that the silver needle was long and thick, it must be very painful to stick it on the body, not to mention sticking it overnight?

"Are you ready? I'm going to give the needle." Dr. Fan asked.

The emperor closed his eyes, "Okay."

Dr. Fan rolled up the emperor's trouser legs, pinpointed the acupuncture points, and pricked down quickly and ruthlessly.The emperor had blue veins on his forehead, and the pain was so great that he clenched his hands tightly on the bed board.

One needle, two needles, three needles... After more than a dozen needles, Dr. Fan finally stopped.

"It hurts a little, you should rest for a while." After finishing speaking, Dr. Fan packed up the medicine box and said to Shen Jia, "Master Shen, you have worked hard tonight, stay with your friend."

After Dr. Fan left, Shen Jia saw that the emperor was sweating all the time, so she could only wipe him gently, not knowing how to relieve the emperor's pain.

After the emperor slowed down for a while, he finally opened his eyes. Seeing Shen Jia's worried face, he comforted him, "It's nothing."

"Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace today?"

"No." The emperor said, "Changqing, hurry up tomorrow and ask Dr. Fan to come and pull out the needle."

"Your Majesty will go to court tomorrow?" For the first time, Shen Jia hoped that His Majesty would be lazy and lazy, and not work too hard.

"Yes." The emperor said with difficulty, "I... can't let them know that I have an illness."

"Your Majesty..." Shen Jia still wanted to say something, but seeing His Majesty closed his eyes again, he didn't know if he was asleep or passed out from the pain, and he didn't respond to calling him a few times.

The emperor was sweating all the time, and most of his clothes were wet with sweat.In order to avoid revealing his identity, Xiao Yi did not bring the eunuch here today.Shen Jia had never served anyone before, so she didn't know what to do for a while, so she had to do it herself, changing clothes for His Majesty clumsily.

When he took off His Majesty's robe and unbuttoned his obscene clothes, his hands paused slightly.He saw that His Majesty was covered with scars, most of which were sword wounds. Although the scars had already formed, Shen Jia could still imagine how painful it must have been when he was injured.

He changed His Majesty's wet clothes, covered the quilt, and saw His Majesty still clenched his fists in his sleep, his nails were about to dig into his flesh, and he didn't know the pain.Shen Jia forcefully broke away His Majesty's hand, and asked him to hold his hand tightly to avoid self-injury.

The two held hands tightly, Shen Jia sat by the bed and stayed with him all night.

In the early morning of the second day, the emperor woke up and saw Shen Jia lying on top of him, interlocking his fingers.

The emperor sighed softly, looked at Shen Jia, and felt a sudden movement in his heart.