"Why? Who are you? Why don't you let Doctor Zhang treat His Majesty? His Majesty is still His Majesty!"
The young attendant has been with Tang Yu for many years and has seen many big scenes. Naturally, he would not be afraid of such a person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Although the Regent had asked this man to treat His Majesty before, and this man seemed to have the reputation of a "miracle doctor" and was also an aide valued by the Regent, he was not afraid at all!
Even the Regent had never personally spoken to His Majesty, so who was this man to stop him? What right did he have to stop him?
If Tang Yu saw this scene, he would be shocked by the young attendant's cowardice. After all, the young attendant was used to being obedient in front of him and naturally would not show such a terrifying side.
At this moment, the young attendant stood with his hands on his hips and did not take Liu Ziqing seriously at all. After saying a few words, he did not want to argue with Liu Ziqing anymore, but pulled the imperial physician and hurried towards the bedroom.
But before they could take two steps, Liu Ziqing blocked their way again.
The young attendant was no longer concerned and shouted anxiously at Liu Ziqing:
"What on earth do you want to do! His Majesty is vomiting blood, don't you know?"
"Are you worthy of His Majesty's life?"
"What! Vomiting blood?" Liu Ziqing frowned, obviously not expecting the little emperor to be in such a condition.
He felt Tang Yu's pulse this morning and found that he was just a little weak. Why did it sound more serious now?
Although the thought "the little emperor cannot be kept" flashed through his mind, he was not stupid enough to act rashly.
Therefore, when he happened to see people around the little emperor coming to ask for the imperial physician, he did feel a little embarrassed, but all this was just relying on the fact that the little emperor would not have any major problems with his health.
If...if something really happened to Tang Yu's body, then His Majesty...
For some reason, Liu Ziqing suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he had a vague idea of what was going on.
So he said to the young attendant in a calm voice:
"I'll go with you and take a look. Doctor Zhang doesn't have to go."
But he came out in a hurry, empty-handed, and did not bring any medicine box.
So Liu Ziqing stared at Doctor Zhang for a long time, snatched the medicine box from him and told the young attendant to follow him, but before he left, he left a sentence -
"Borrow it for a moment!"
Doctor Zhang: “…”
You said you didn't want him to go, but you actually wanted to go alone, right?
The more Doctor Zhang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he had no choice but to return to the Imperial Hospital, looking back every few steps.
As for the young attendant who was being dragged away by Liu Ziqing, he had already broken free from the hand that was holding him, and then glared at Liu Ziqing and shouted:
"What on earth do you want to do?"
"Do you want to harm His Majesty? Do you?"
Why else would this person change his mind so quickly? He must have had some intention of harming someone, deliberately driving Doctor Zhang away so he could do it himself!
"Are you worried about your Majesty?"
"Of course!" the young attendant replied in a resounding voice.
"Then what's the delay? Take me there quickly?" The expression on Liu Ziqing's face was not very good. The rationality in his heart told him that getting rid of the little emperor was the best option, but at the same time he could not ignore the prince's thoughts.
Perhaps it was because he thought of the little emperor's emaciated body again, Liu Ziqing, who had been taught since childhood that "curing illnesses and saving lives is a natural right", was finally unable to remain indifferent.
The young attendant stared at Liu Ziqing for a few more seconds, and after feeling that this man did not seem to be lying, he finally chose to lead the way obediently.
As long as it is for the good of His Majesty, he can do anything, even if it means swallowing his anger in front of this person.
After arriving at the bedroom, the young attendant gently pushed open the door, looked at what was going on inside, and then led Liu Ziqing in.
The bright yellow palace was silent. This was obviously not Liu Ziqing's first time here, but when he suddenly saw such a deserted palace, he couldn't help but feel surprised.
Although the emperor's bedroom is the most luxurious place, it looks just like its owner at this moment, always revealing a hint of desolation.
The flowers in the celadon vase on the ancient sandalwood table also revealed a hint of decadence. He could see that the flowers seemed to have been carefully cared for, but it still couldn't hide its own decay.
Seeing Liu Ziqing's eyes fixed on the magnolia blossoms, the young attendant couldn't help but lower his voice and sneer:
"What? Have you never seen a flower that's about to wither? If it weren't for those palace servants fawning over the superiors and looking down on the inferiors, and not taking Your Majesty seriously, how could Your Majesty have such flowers in his chamber?"
His Majesty has had a special fondness for the scent of flowers since childhood, and because of his high status, his chambers are constantly filled with a variety of precious flowers. But since the Regent returned to the palace, those who saw His Majesty's imminent abdication were busy preparing for the new king's coronation. Who would send flowers to His Majesty's chambers?
He and Zeshui took the trouble to pick this flower, but it wilted after just two days of blooming.
Liu Ziqing was silent for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that the noble little emperor would end up in such a state that he was embarrassed by the palace servants.
Through the hazy soft gauze curtain, Liu Ziqing could vaguely see the little emperor sleeping quietly.
The young attendant gently pulled Tang Yu's hand out of the quilt. His wrist, like an umbrella rib, had a white color that seemed like it had not seen the sun for years. Even if it was just resting quietly on the edge of the bed, it had an unexpected beauty.
Liu Ziqing put aside those distracting thoughts and placed his hand on Tang Yu's wrist, carefully taking Tang Yu's pulse.
There were indeed symptoms of a heart attack due to anxiety, and the people around the little emperor did not lie to him.
Liu Ziqing's expression was somewhat complicated after he withdrew his hand. After that, he walked out of the inner hall and instructed the young attendant in a difficult voice:
"I'll write a new prescription and send it to the Imperial Hospital for preparation. You can go there and pick it up later."
"If...if there's still something wrong, come find me."
"Are you so kind?" The young attendant looked at Liu Ziqing suspiciously several times.
Just now, this person stopped him from calling the imperial physician.
"...If you don't believe it, then forget it. Just let your Majesty bear it himself!" Liu Ziqing was also a person who could not stand being offended. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and hurriedly stuffed a box of ointment into the hands of the young attendant.
"What...what is this?" The young attendant remembered that His Majesty had no external injuries on his body.
Liu Ziqing avoided the young attendant's innocent and confused eyes, cleared his throat and did not directly point out:
"You...your Majesty will know the use of this ointment!"
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