Chapter 75: I have reached the end of my rope, and I am powerless to save the situation
Shen Zhejiang was lost in thought when he suddenly felt the mattress being pulled away from him. The next moment, something was stuffed into his hand. Upon closer inspection, he found it was a ruler.
Xiao Zhinian stood in front of Shen Zhejiang, and nonchalantly spread his palms towards him, as if to ask for forgiveness. He looked at Shen Zhejiang through his eyes and whispered, "When I made mistakes in the past, you always used a ruler to hit my palms. If that's the only way to calm you down, then go ahead and hit me. Anyway, I can't bring back the lives of those five people."
Shen Zhejiang was a little confused.
He had not thought that Xiao Zhinian would use this method, but Xiao Zhinian was no longer a child, and the so-called punishment with a ruler was just a way to scare naughty children.
At the moment, it seems to be just a means of deceiving him, giving it to him and giving myself a decent way out.
"Your Majesty has his own decision, which I cannot influence. I still say 'All under heaven are subjects of the king'. The country belongs to your Majesty. Who to kill or save is only your Majesty's decision. I have no right to interfere."
Shen Zhejiang gently placed the ruler on the side of the bed, his tone revealing fatigue. The cracked wound had not yet been completely healed, and his consciousness seemed to be burned by fire, confused and not quite clear.
He forced himself to hold on and told Xiao Zhinian what he had said. He really wanted to sleep a little longer...
Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhinian got so angry that he suddenly waved his hand and swept the ruler to the ground. He then leaned closer to Shen Zhejiang and put one hand on his chest. The cold touch made Shen Zhejiang tremble.
In comparison, Xiao Zhinian's words seemed even colder.
"Sir, you are right, 'All under heaven are subjects of the emperor'..." This sentence was like a fuse that ignited Xiao Zhinian. He repeated it several times, his eyes becoming colder and colder. "Sir, you don't know what happened in the court today. I tell you, there was an avalanche in Qingzhou. The Minister of Justice and the Vice Minister of Revenue were ordered to go there to provide disaster relief. There are many dangers on the way, and there is a high possibility of another landslide. Sir, do you think that if an accident happens, will Han Zitang still be able to come back alive?"
Just enough.
Shen Zhejiang slightly widened his eyes, a surge of anger in his chest, and he raised his hand and slapped Xiao Zhinian almost uncontrollably.
“Bang!”
The crisp sound startled Liu Bao and Doctor Zhao who were walking to the palace gate. Fortunately, Liu Bao had not yet uttered the words "Doctor Zhao is here". He sighed and wondered why they were arguing again. He quickly signaled Doctor Zhao to go further away to avoid being hurt by mistake.
The inner room was completely silent, except for wisps of mist rising from the surface of the Wenhua Pond, which was filled with clouds and mist.
Bright red marks soon appeared on Xiao Zhinian's handsome face, and Shen Zhejiang's fingernails even scratched a layer of his skin, leaving three horrible scratches.
But Xiao Zhinian seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and all that was left was sadness: "Sir, who did you slap for? Han Zitang?"
Shen Zhejiang said coldly: "Han Zitang is my good friend, if you dare to touch him, I..."
Xiao Zhinian also smiled, a smile stained with blood: "Sir, what do you want? Are you going to kill me too? In your heart, who is more important, Han Zitang or me?"
"It's unreasonable," Shen Zhejiang avoided him, turned his head and coughed, his lungs seemed to be on fire, he held back the cough and continued, "Your Majesty, please go, I am afraid that your Majesty will be unhappy with your words..."
Her cheek was suddenly pinched, and she was forced to look into Xiao Zhinian's eyes flashing with anger.
"Chen Zhejiang! How much do I occupy in your heart? Tell me!" Xiao Zhinian was like a manic wolfhound, constantly asking Shen Zhejiang for the answer, blurting out, "You are so protective of Han Zitang, have you ever had sex with him? Between me and him, who makes you feel more comfortable?"
It was like a sharp knife stabbing into Shen Zhejiang's heart, causing his eyes to become wet.
"What the hell are you talking about... ahem..."
Shen Zhejiang raised his hand, but this time Xiao Zhinian noticed it first and grabbed his wrist.
Xiao Zhinian said harshly: "So what? Sir, you are my concubine now, and only I can have sex with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he madly tore off the few remaining clothes on Shen Zhejiang's body, completely disregarding Shen Zhejiang's feelings.
"Cough, cough! Cough!"
it hurts......
Shen Zhejiang was powerless to resist, but he still stubbornly pushed Xiao Zhinian away, coughing. Even though he had coughed up blood, Xiao Zhinian showed no mercy, let alone stopped.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, something bad has happened!!"
"Aunt Lan, wait a minute! His Majesty is doing something important, don't disturb him!"
At this moment, an anxious and noisy voice came from outside the palace door.
Xiao Zhinian was annoyed by the noise. When he looked up, he saw Shen Zhejiang coughing up blood with his face turned to the side. Bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers. Suddenly, he was stunned.
"Imperial Physician!!!"
A loud shout echoed throughout Wenhua Pool.
There were chaotic footsteps everywhere. Liu Bao and his men were ordered into the inner hall. The place was in a mess. The nine-pearl crown that Xiao Zhinian had not had time to change after retiring from court had already been thrown into a corner in a rage. His clothes and fabrics were torn to pieces all over the floor. What was even more horrifying was Xiao Zhinian.
He was disheveled at the moment, kneeling on one leg on the bed, using a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the person lying on the bed. His hands were shaking, and he couldn't even hold the handkerchief steadily several times.
This scene horrified the three people who came in.
Xiao Zhinian didn't even turn his head and shouted, "Why don't you come over here?!"
“Yes, yes…”
Doctor Zhao didn't dare to delay any longer, let alone look up at the bed. He shivered and touched his wrist that was stretched out from under the quilt.
But as soon as I took his pulse, I felt something was wrong. Why was this pulse so similar to the one I had felt before?
Could it be that this person...
Xiao Zhinian said, "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly coughing up blood?"
Doctor Zhao was shocked by his drink, but his mind became clearer: "Your Majesty, this is the result of the long-term depletion of Qi and blood, coupled with the temporary stagnation of fire invading the weak lungs."
Xiao Zhinian knew that Chen Zhejiang had a poor foundation, and the fact that Chen Zhejiang had been injured many times in Luocheng was simply adding insult to injury.
Xiao Zhinian's eyes turned red and he said, "No matter what method you use, save them!!"
Doctor Zhao was in a dilemma. He knelt down and took two or three steps back, kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking frankly. I have been working in the Imperial Hospital for nearly forty years, and I have only encountered this kind of pulse three times..."
"What nonsense! I want you to save people, not listen to your long-winded speech!"
Xiao Zhinian stood up suddenly, and the curtains slid down with his movement, fluttering behind him and hiding the people inside.
The chill emanating from his body seemed to be able to freeze the hot air in the Wenhua Pool into ice in an instant, forcing Liu Bao and Aunt Lan, who were standing a little further away, to shiver all over and fall to their knees.
Doctor Zhao felt a chill in his head, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "The first time I felt the pulse was more than 30 years ago, when Grand Empress Dowager Jing was diagnosed with lung disease. The late emperor ordered me and my teacher to prepare a prescription to treat her, but the lung disease was deep-rooted and there was no chance of recovery. A year later, Grand Empress Dowager Jing died after giving birth to a prince."
"......"
Xiao Zhinian didn't know why he had the leisure to listen to Doctor Zhao talking about these irrelevant things, but he still held back his anger.
Doctor Zhao paused and continued, "The second time was the pulse of the former Prince's tutor, Chen Zhejiang, and the third time was today."
Xiao Zhinian had a premonition in his heart, his eyes were sharp: "What do you want to say?"
Doctor Zhao risked his life: "What I mean is that the person on the bed has reached the end of his rope and I am powerless to save him!"
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