Kangxi and Yinzhen's simple and rough method of feeding medicine really opened the eyes of Doctor Wang who was standing by. He now had only one thought in his mind, that is, is the Sixth Prince really as favored as the rumors said?
But if you say that he is not favored, ever since he was injured, both the Emperor and the Fourth Prince have been anxious and worried. But if you say that he is favored, have you ever seen a father or brother treat a seriously injured patient so roughly, holding a bowl and prying open his mouth to force medicine into it? Anyway, he has been practicing medicine for so many years and has only seen this once.
Fortunately, Doctor Wang still had some skills, and Yinzuo himself did have some luck. Doctor Wang then adjusted the prescription, re-boiled the medicine and gave it to Yinzuo several times. Then his fever really began to subside slowly. Kangxi touched his forehead and then went to the edge of the couch to touch Yinzuo's forehead. He found that the difference was not particularly large, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll be guarding this place. Fourth Brother, you go back and rest first. We'll set off with the others this afternoon. Remember to come back as soon as you're done with things over there. Once Yinzuo's condition stabilizes, we'll set off immediately."
Yinzhen had been running around in the mountains all afternoon yesterday, had no dinner and had to guard the imperial tent all night. Not only were his eyes red, but his physical strength was also extremely depleted. Although he was still worried about Yinzuo's injury, when he thought about leading his troops to the White Pagoda in the afternoon, he had to hurry back to rest.
Doctor Wang and Liang Jiugong had been busy all night without sleeping yesterday, and had just been sent by Kangxi to rest in the tent next door. Now that Yinzhen had left, only Kangxi and Yinzuo lying on the bed were left in the huge imperial tent. Kangxi watched Yinzhen walk out of the imperial tent and then turned back to sit in front of Yinzuo's couch. He glanced at Yinzuo lying on the bed and suddenly felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar.
Yes, it seemed to be the same last time in Mulan Paddock. Yinzuo was injured and unconscious, and he sat by and anxiously waited for him to wake up. It was the same this time. At this moment, even someone as strong as Kangxi couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"So what if I'm an emperor? There are always some things I can't do..."
Yinzuo woke up two days after Yinzhen passed away. For him, these two days were just a long sleep, but for his old father Kangxi, Imperial Physician Wang, and Liang Jiugong, it was a very exciting time.
Yinzuo's condition was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and Doctor Wang was jumping back and forth between hell and earth. Kangxi's heart was up and down with Yinzuo's condition. Liang Jiugong was cautious and concerned at all times, for fear that he would do something wrong and offend the unstable Kangxi. So when Yinzuo woke up with a groan, several people were really as if they had been pardoned. If they hadn't taken their respective identities into consideration, they might have burst into tears.
"Hmm~~Ahma, son...it hurts."
Upon hearing this, Kangxi looked at Doctor Wang beside him, and his eyes meant very clearly, "Did you hear that? My son said he's in pain."
Doctor Wang was neither blind nor deaf, so he naturally understood Kangxi's expression and heard Yinzuo's groans. But as the saying goes, he was a doctor, not a god. "You have two big holes on your back and arms. It would be strange if it didn't hurt."
"Your Majesty, now that the Sixth Prince has woken up, it means he has made it through. As for the pain in his wound, this old minister has no good solution."
Kangxi himself also had some knowledge of pharmacology, and knew that in Yinzuo's current condition, there was no other way except to use some pain-relieving drugs. However, as the saying goes, all medicines are poisonous. Kangxi naturally did not want Yinzuo to use too many medicines that were irrelevant to his condition.
So after sending Doctor Wang away, Kangxi simply asked Liang Jiugong to move a table in front of Yinzuo's bed, and moved all the documents that had piled up in the past two days that he had not been in the mood to deal with. He then worked while Yinzuo was there. Whenever Yinzuo groaned in pain, Kangxi would stop working, raise his hand and either stroke his head or pat his back, avoiding the wound. After he fell drowsy and fell asleep again, he picked up his pen and continued to deal with the pile of documents.
After Yinzuo regained consciousness, his first feeling was pain, and it was a more severe pain than the last time he woke up in Mulan Paddock. He opened his eyes and looked up at his surroundings. Although he didn't know whether they were now in the White Pagoda, their destination, or in the place where they were assassinated, but when he saw the familiar furnishings in the tent, he knew that this must be Kangxi's imperial tent.
"Hey, Sixth Master, you're finally awake. The High Lord just went outside to wash up. I'll go and invite him over right away."
In fact, there was no need for Liang Jiugong to invite him. The place where Kangxi washed and brushed his teeth was not far from where Yinzuo rested. It was just separated by a screen. Naturally, he heard what Liang Jiugong said, so he hurriedly took the handkerchief next to him and wiped his face twice, then hurriedly walked behind the screen.
"Yinzuo is awake. Are you hungry? Besides the pain from the wound, do you feel something is wrong? Forget it. I guess you are still in a daze. Liang Jiugong, go outside and call Doctor Wang in. Have him examine Sixth Prince."
Doctor Wang had been resting in the tent next to the imperial tent these days, so Liang Jiugong came back soon after he left. Kangxi gave up his seat by the bed, and Doctor Wang hurried forward to pinch Yinzuo's wrist to help him take his pulse. To be honest, Doctor Wang knew Yinzuo's physical condition very well after having been with him for so many days, but since Kangxi asked him to take his pulse, he naturally did not dare to refuse.
"Reporting to His Majesty, Sixth Prince's pulse is now much more stable. As long as he takes good care of himself, it will only take time for the wound to heal. I will prescribe a blood-tonifying prescription later. Sixth Prince, take a few doses first. I will come back to check your pulse in a couple of days."
After hearing what Doctor Wang said, Kangxi nodded slightly, then signaled Liang Jiugong to take people downstairs to write a prescription and boil the medicine. He himself stood up and walked to the small stove next to him, took a bowl and scooped out a bowl of porridge from the warm casserole on it.
"You haven't eaten in the past few days, so your stomach must be weak. It will be difficult for you to digest other food. Drink some porridge first. You have to take medicine later."
Although Yinzuo only felt pain all over his body, he did not feel hungry at all. However, looking at Kangxi's current state, he knew that he must have been worried and anxious these days. Therefore, even though he had no appetite at this time, he did not refuse Kangxi's kindness.
The father and son fed each other while Kangxi ate. Although the surroundings were unusually quiet, the atmosphere in the imperial tent was much more relaxed and warmer than in the previous few days. Yinzuo was in great pain, and he could not finish half a bowl of porridge with Kangxi's hand.
"Khan Ama, my son doesn't want to eat anymore. I've been lying down for the past few days and my whole body is stiff. Can you please send someone to help him sit up?"
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