The more frail and near-death an emperor is, the more terrifying he becomes.
There is great terror between life and death, especially during the time of waiting to die. Who knows what the emperor will think!
Don't even mention taking extra care of them; just get through this last period and everything will be fine.
If the emperor is not comfortable lying down, then it would be wrong for these healthy, young, and strong people to stand in his way.
Physician Lu recalled an incident from more than ten years ago: a family had only one son for nine generations.
He was raising his only child with a mix of milk and medicine, and the child would come to him for a check-up every few days.
A congenital weakness is not so easy to cure. No one dares to say that he can be raised to adulthood. He can only do his best and leave the rest to fate.
One winter, the child caught a cold and almost didn't survive.
That family was exhausted from caring for their only son, while the neighbor's child, who was about the same age as their only son, was as strong as a calf and had never been sick since childhood.
The only son's father felt increasingly resentful, and in his jealousy, he tricked the neighbor's child into going out and murdered him.
When the neighbors discovered the child was missing, they helped search for him to avoid suspicion, even misleading everyone into thinking the child had encountered a kidnapper.
Thanks to divine intervention, the child's body was discovered, bringing the truth to light and resulting in the murderer being sentenced to death in the autumn.
He was shocked when he heard about it. He had met the man many times and he seemed to be a very honest person.
This is what they mean by knowing a person's face but not their heart, just because their own son is weak and sickly while the neighbor's child is healthy.
He cruelly murdered the child he had watched grow up and who called him uncle.
Who wouldn't be terrified after hearing that!
At this moment, the emperor's appearance in his eyes highly overlapped with that of the murderer from more than ten years ago.
After the murder was exposed, the person was punished by the law; a life for a life.
If the emperor felt that his body was too good, and that he was knowledgeable in medicine and knew how to maintain his health and longevity to the point of being annoying.
If we just send him down to serve us, who will speak up for him?
Physician Lu felt as if he had lost all feeling in his lower body, and his tongue was as if he had been given a mute potion, rendering him unable to speak.
"Imperial Physician Lu..."
Su Peisheng gave him a reminder, and seeing him trembling and silent, he knew something was wrong. Having served the Emperor for so long, he had seen quite a bit of the world.
Everything was working fine before, so why is it so useless now?
Even if the Emperor was unwell, it wasn't a sudden, acute illness; the imperial physician should have anticipated this.
Little did Su Peisheng know that in just a few breaths, Physician Lu suddenly recalled so many old memories.
Furthermore, when he examined the emperor's pulse three days ago, although the pulse was not good, it was still much better than it is now.
At least for the next six months, he shouldn't be in any danger to his life!
Big Fatty Orange's face grew increasingly gloomy, and his gaze gradually turned cold and sharp.
I know my own body best. Ever since I was sick with headaches, my health has been fluctuating over the past few years. In the last six months or so, I've developed quite a few more health problems.
Seeing Lu Jingsi's pathetic state, it goes without saying that he understood the gist of it.
"Just say it, I can handle it."
You can't stand it!
Physician Lu wiped his forehead with his sleeve. Whether he stuck his head out or not, he would still get cut.
I still need his prescriptions before I die, so I'm not afraid, not afraid...
Do as we agreed beforehand; our lives and property are more important!
"Reporting to Your Majesty."
"Headache cannot be cured, only relieved, and one must not overwork oneself. If one can cultivate oneself like the Empress and not concern oneself with worldly affairs, one can live a long life even without medicine."
"You are busy with political affairs all day long, which is already a great drain on your health, and you also... you still frequent the harem. Elephant grains can only relieve pain, but cannot make up for the depletion in your body."
"You have been working tirelessly for the country these past few years, which has already taken a toll on your health and damaged your very foundation. Now it's not just headaches anymore; you've developed many other symptoms as well."
“These symptoms, if occurring individually, will not affect lifespan. But when they occur together, they become particularly troublesome.”
Lu Jingsi knelt down and kowtowed deeply, "Please forgive my boldness, but your body can no longer withstand such strenuous work. If you continue to overwork yourself like this, I fear... I fear..."
"Your Majesty, please take care of your health, prioritize your own well-being and the well-being of all people, and refrain from further..."
He wasn't lying. These women clearly didn't understand medicine, but when they used pharmacology to harm people, they were so skilled that even he, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, had to admit defeat.
Everything the emperor ate and used was verified by special personnel, and any dishes that were incompatible with each other were never served at the same time.
But these symptoms were clearly the result of years of accumulation. His once healthy body had been tormented and was now leaking air everywhere.
His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys—there's no part of him without problems. If only one part is malfunctioning, he prescribes two doses of medicine and he'll be fine after a few days of rest.
The current situation is that there is no medicine that can cure all the ailments in the body at once.
If you treat one ailment at a time, the main medicine for treating liver problems will worsen the symptoms in the kidneys.
If the kidneys are treated first, the medication used during that time will worsen the lung condition.
If he were to use other, harmless medications instead, his medical skills are limited, and he simply couldn't do it. Even if he could, would he dare?
Once again, I despise myself for being blinded by greed, only knowing the benefits of entering the Imperial Hospital, and not understanding the principle that serving the emperor is like walking on thin ice.
Besides the Siberian tiger lying on the bed, the other tigers from all over the country are just as dangerous.
Su Peisheng looked at the emperor with concern. The fat orange cat leaned against the headboard, its eyes lowered, staring at Lu Jingsi, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long silence, he let out a heavy sigh, like a deep well, and calmly asked, "Tell me the truth, how much longer can my body hold on?"
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