The moment Kangxi said this, Yinzhen seemed to have seen a big, round, black pot flying towards him. At this moment, Yinzhen had only one thought in his mind: he must not take the blame for this. So almost as soon as Kangxi finished speaking, he was met with three consecutive denials from Yinzhen.
"It's not me, I didn't do that. Khan Ama, please don't wrongly accuse me. Sixth brother's behavior is none of my business. He was the one who caught a cold after washing up in such cold weather without drying his hair..."
Good, very good, very good. Now Yinzhen’s grievances have been cleared, but the unlucky person has become Yinzuo. Yinzuo is feeling uncomfortable at the moment, and he doesn’t want to listen to his father’s preaching with a snotty nose, so he quickly walked a few steps to sit next to Kangxi, hugged Kangxi’s arm and begged for mercy.
"Father, I know I was wrong. I will never do it again next time. Please don't blame me for how miserable I am now. In fact, in the final analysis, this matter is your fault. If you hadn't insisted that I go to the Ministry of Revenue to help Fourth Brother, would I have eaten poorly, slept poorly, and been overworked, leading to a decrease in my immunity? Although my son's body was not very strong before, I never got sick after taking a bath and taking a walk. Father, look at what I have done in the Ministry of Revenue these days. I am almost as thin as a skeleton..."
Well, the big pot thrown by Kangxi went around outside and finally fell back on his head. Yinzuo was so obviously thin, and Kangxi was not blind, so he could naturally see it. As soon as Yinzuo said this, the old father, who was just angry about his son being bullied by someone, suddenly began to feel distressed.
"What are you talking about? I've been your father for so many years, how come I never knew you had such a workaholic side? Why are you pushing yourself so hard? If there are a lot of accounts, just take your time to sort them out. I haven't set a deadline for you to hand them in. Look, it's been less than two months, and you've already tossed yourself into this state. Fourth brother, the same thing goes for you. You don't even bother to stop your brother from making trouble. Look how tired this kid is. He's become so thin. I don't know how long it will take to raise him. Liang Jiugong, go to the Imperial Hospital and ask Doctor Wang to come over and take a good look at your Sixth Master. I'm afraid it will take some time for him to recover."
Yinzhen felt even more wronged than Dou E. What do you mean he didn't know how to stop me? Don't you know how stubborn your son is? He wanted to stop me, but could he? And, Han Ama, I'm afraid your heart is already in your throat. I've lost so much weight! You can't see it at all, right?
The Imperial Medical Bureau was not far from the Palace of Heavenly Purity. Yinzhen was still thinking about his father in his heart when Liang Jiugong came back with Doctor Wang. Yinzuo's symptoms were so obvious that anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he had caught a cold, let alone Doctor Wang. But even though he knew that, Doctor Wang still went over and took Yinzuo's wrist to carefully feel his pulse. After careful consideration, he began to report to Kangxi.
"Your Majesty, the prince's cold isn't a serious problem. On the contrary, his health has been severely weakened recently, so he needs to be properly nursed back to health. However, nursing care is a slow and careful process, so don't rush it. I will prescribe a prescription for the prince's cold first, and we can talk about recuperating after he recovers..."
How could Kangxi not understand the principle that illness comes like a mountain falling and goes like a thread being pulled out? He nodded and called Yinzhen over at the door and asked Doctor Wang to take a look at him. Although Yinzhen was very thin now, his physical fitness was far better than Yinzuo's. Look, they had both been in the Ministry of Revenue for more than two months, but his pulse was much stronger than Yinzuo's.
But the eldest brother didn't talk about the second brother. No matter what, the two brothers had to drink the bitter medicine soup. Compared to Yinzuo's frown, holding the medicine bowl and mentally preparing himself for a long time, but ultimately couldn't convince himself to drink the bowl of medicine, Yinzhen was much more straightforward. He just held the medicine bowl to his mouth, opened his mouth, tilted his neck, and the whole bowl of medicine was empty. Yinzuo, who was wearing a mask of pain because of drinking the medicine, was so envious.
"Yinzuo, stop wasting time. The medicine will get cold if you don't drink it. Look how cheerful your fourth brother is. There's only a little medicine. Come, listen to Ama. Hold your breath and we can drink the medicine in a few gulps. If you don't listen, Ama will have to ask someone to help you."
Yinzuo wanted to be manly and straightforward, but he felt sick at the thought of the strange taste of the bitter medicine soup. So after thinking it over, he reached out and handed the medicine bowl to Kangxi who was standing beside him.
"Father, why don't you come and help me? I really don't have the confidence to drink this bowl of medicine in one breath."
Help, how to help, open your mouth and pour it in? Although Kangxi was very fluent in speaking harsh words, when he was really asked to do it, he was reluctant to do it. So the tug-of-war between father and son began, and as luck would have it, Yinzhen came at this time!
"Fourth brother, what's wrong with Khan Ama and Xiaoliu? What's in that bowl? Why are they pushing it back and forth?"
In response to Yinzhi's question, Yinzhen's answer was to hand over the empty bowl of medicine in front of him. Yinzhi glanced at the bowl in Yinzhen's hand, and then at Yinzuo's which was not screwed tightly, and he understood what was going on. Without saying a word, he walked towards the bed where Kangxi and Yinzuo were sitting. When he stood in front of the bed, he reached out and took the bowl of medicine on the table that was being pushed back and forth by Kangxi and Yinzuo, and handed it to Yinzuo.
"drink."
Even though Yinzhen only said the word "drink", the effect was much more effective than the bunch of words that Kangxi had just said with earnest persuasion and threats. Yinzuo understood his elder brother well and knew that if he didn't take the medicine bowl now, his elder brother would pinch his chin and force him to drink it in the next second.
"Okay."
What does it mean to be favored and fearless? What does it mean to bully the weak and fear the strong? See, this is it? Kangxi just sat there and watched Yinzuo take the bowl of medicine from Yinzhi and drink it all in one gulp. He was so angry that his back teeth were almost broken. This little bastard really knows how to control him. He knew that he couldn't bear to force him to drink the medicine, so he deliberately asked him to help him.
"Are you afraid of your elder brother? Fine, then I'll let your elder brother take good care of you. Yinzhen, don't go back to the mansion for the next few days. The courtyard where Yinzuo used to live in the South Third House has been empty. I'll have someone clean it up later. You and Yinzuo can stay there for the next few days. Remember to keep a close eye on this kid and don't let him get a chance to pour out the medicine..."
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