Ying Zheng was stunned by the news. The doctor did not mention that the imperial teacher had suffered a head injury in a fall.
He also didn't know that the national teacher had no memory of anything that happened in the past.
Ying Zheng looked at Qi Pan, whose face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his heart ached uncontrollably. How much suffering had the Imperial Master endured on this trip back?
He suppressed the sob in his throat and said, "Of course, you and I, the Imperial Master, were very familiar with each other. You are the Imperial Master of the Great Qin, and I am the Emperor of the Great Qin."
Ying Zheng slowly told Qi Pan everything that happened between him and Qi Pan in the past.
From their first meeting, their first trip to Xianyang, their first time...he told me everything in detail.
Qi Pan listened to it as if it were a story and found it quite interesting.
"So you're not my real brother."
Knowing that the man in front of her was not her biological brother, although she called him brother, there was no blood relationship between them, Qi Pan felt inexplicably happy in her heart.
I no longer control my closeness to this person.
Ying Zheng was stunned when he heard this, "Of course not. In my heart, the importance of the Imperial Master far exceeds that of my family."
Even Fusu is far less important than the national teacher!
"Master, you just woke up. You shouldn't overwork yourself. I'll help you lie down and rest."
Ying Zheng carefully supported Qi Pan and let her lie down slowly.
This movement inevitably pulled on the injury on the shoulder blade. "Hiss...it hurts."
"National Master."
Ying Zheng was so distressed that he wished the injury was on him. "Master, the wound on your shoulder has been treated with the best medicine and numbing powder."
"The pain will get worse after the effect of the medicine wears off. Once we get to Xianyang, let Xia Wuqie and a group of doctors diagnose and treat it first. Then we can take good care of it."
"You need to be more patient before then. Using too much Ma Fei San will affect the later recovery of the wound."
Qi Pan naturally understood this and nodded, "Okay, I know. Don't worry. You look like you haven't slept in a few days. Take a rest."
The man's eyes were bloodshot and his face looked tired. He must have not had much rest.
"You go to sleep first, I'll rest later."
Ying Zheng stayed beside Qi Pan, unwilling to close his eyes and rest.
The worry he had been having these days had made him unable to take a break, for fear that something might happen to Qi Pan. Now that Qi Pan had woken up, he didn't dare to rest.
I’m afraid that if I close my eyes and open them again, my hope will disappear.
Qi Pan glanced at Ying Zheng, endured the pain in his body, closed his eyes and rested. Because his injuries were too severe, he fell asleep in a short while.
Listening to the even breathing in his ears, Ying Zheng looked at Qi Pan's brows which were still furrowed even in his sleep, and couldn't help but reach out and touch them gently.
The dry and warm fingertips fell on the slightly cool brows, and Qi Pan turned his face to the side in his sleep.
After a long while, Ying Zheng got out of the carriage and ordered the Black Ice Guards to continue the investigation, hoping to find out as much as possible about what happened before they arrived at that town.
Silly Girl, who was a crystal doll, was also held in Ying Zheng's hand, but he tried several times to open it but failed, and Silly Girl didn't react at all.
It was as if she was just an ordinary crystal doll.
The carriage was escorted and traveled smoothly and quickly for more than half a month before finally arriving in Xianyang.
The carriage did not enter the palace, but went all the way to the Imperial Master's Mansion.
This is Qi Pan's residence. Ying Zheng once thought about bringing Qi Pan back to the palace, but it would have a bad influence on Qi Pan.
She is a woman now, and although she is the imperial teacher of the Great Qin, there are always a few people who are full of shit and will bite at any little thing they can get.
Ying Zheng didn't want Qi Pan's reputation to be tainted by even the slightest stain.
Xia Wuqie and the top doctors in the army had already received the news and were waiting at the door of the Imperial Master's Mansion.
As soon as he saw Ying Zheng's carriage approaching, he hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty! Imperial Master!"
Ying Zheng came out of the carriage holding Qi Pan, who was still unconscious at this time. After getting off the carriage, he walked quickly towards the Imperial Master's Mansion while speaking.
"Hurry! Hurry to the clinic to consult with the Imperial Master and come up with a treatment plan. We must do our best to heal the Imperial Master's tendons!"
"promise!"
Xia Wuqie and a group of doctors had already known about Qi Pan's injuries. They had already deduced and proposed several plans and were just waiting for the person to arrive to check the specific injuries.
At this moment, everyone entered the Imperial Master's Mansion with a solemn and serious expression, and entered the clinic that had been arranged long ago. They went forward one by one to check Qi Pan's injuries, and finally summarized and determined the treatment plan.
Qi Pan's injuries were extremely serious, with the tendons in his hands and feet being violently severed. With the level of medical technology before the Qin Dynasty, it was difficult to save his life, and it was impossible to reconnect them.
This condition is not met either.
But the current Qin Dynasty is not the same as before. With the addition of Qi Wang's medical books and prescriptions, and the vigorous development of medical skills, the level of medical skills in the Qin Dynasty has been raised many times.
If broken limbs can be reattached, what about broken tendons?
However, this is a difficult task. If the connection is not done properly, even if the wound heals, the hands and feet can only move with difficulty, but will not be able to do anything, and will be like a disabled person.
After a whole day and night, seven or eight doctors came out of the specially arranged clinic.
Everyone had a look of relief on their face and their whole body felt sore.
"how?!"
Ying Zheng took two steps forward, with obvious eagerness in his eyes.
Xia Wuqie stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty, the treatment went smoothly. The Imperial Master's tendons in his hands and feet have been successfully reattached."
"From now on, you need to be careful at all times. It will take at least a year for it to recover before you can go out on the ground or use your hands to lift heavy objects."
When Xia Wuqi said these words, his voice was choked and he almost cried, his eyes were red.
The same was true for the other doctors. The national master was in such a miserable state that he was injured so badly. Fortunately, they managed to restore the tendons in his hands and feet.
If Your Majesty had not killed that man, I'm afraid they would have wanted to stab him to death with silver needles!
The Imperial Master they respected so much was actually being bullied to this extent! How despicable! They hated the people who bullied the Imperial Master, and they also hated themselves!
"Okay, everyone, go down and rest first."
Ying Zheng waved his hand and asked Xia Wuqie and the other doctors to wash up and rest first. He walked quickly into the clinic.
Qi Pan was lying on an operating table in the clinic, covered with a thin blanket. The wounds on his wrists and ankles had been re-bandaged.
At this time, there was still blood on the gauze.
Qi Pan's face was very pale, without a trace of blood. Even her lips were pale, and her eyelashes cast a little shadow under her eyes. She looked extremely fragile and out of reach, as if she would break if touched.
Ying Zheng felt a sense of panic for no reason. He quickly ran to Qi Pan, held his breath, and gently touched her cheek with his hand.
After confirming that she was still warm, he slowly leaned over and kissed her between the eyebrows.
Imperial Master, I would like to exchange the rest of my life for your happiness.
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