Zhao Huang narrowed his eyes, looking thoughtful.
Jiang Yao, with the heart of a doctor, pointed to Zhao Huang's two knees and compared them to him.
"Your Majesty, just look at your knee and you'll know. There must be something stuck in there, otherwise it wouldn't be so swollen. If there's something stuck there, how can it heal without surgery to get it out?"
It is explained so simply and easily. Zhao Huang should understand the seriousness of this knee effusion, right?
Zhao Huang didn't look at his knees, but stared at her: "Jiang Yao, do you know who you are talking to?"
He paused and continued, "You know you're talking to me like this. If there were outsiders present today, your head..."
Jiang Yao shrank his neck and spoke in a weaker tone, "Your Majesty, please don't let me treat you, okay? I'm very afraid of death."
Zhao Huang was startled for a moment, then couldn't help laughing: "Are you afraid of death?"
Jiang Yao smiled foolishly. If she wasn't afraid of losing her head, she would have to argue with Zhao Huang. "Aren't you afraid of death?" If you weren't afraid of death, your face changed instantly when you heard about the knife.
"So Jiang Yao means that my knee won't heal without surgery, right?"
"It's not that it won't heal." Jiang Yao's expression instantly grew serious. "It's that it will worsen. At the very least, it could result in a broken leg. At the worst, your Majesty understands."
After these words were spoken, the scene fell into a silent silence.
Zhao Huang stared at his knee for a long time, then looked up at Jiang Yao with a deep gaze: "If I ask you to treat my knee, according to what you said, surgery, can it be restored to its original state?"
"That certainly can't be compared to your knee before the injury."
She is a doctor, not a god. Zhao Huang's knee was obviously seriously injured before. She was treating the knee effusion. How could she make the knee return to its original state?
Zhao Huang was silent for a long time: "I can promise you to use the knife."
"Your Majesty." Eunuch Yuan exclaimed, but was stopped by Zhao Huang's look.
Jiang Yao was not surprised at all that Zhao Huang agreed. It didn't take much thought to decide whether taboo or life was more important.
"Okay, I'll go back and prepare, and then I'll come to see the emperor."
"Just tell Eunuch Yuan what you need to prepare."
Jiang Yao thought about it and felt that this was a good idea, as it would prevent Zhao Huang from not believing that the item was from her hand.
"Then I'll go back and write a list and send it to Eunuch Yuan."
That was the deal with the knee treatment. Zhao Huang was about to leave the Eastern Palace, and Jiang Yao followed him out of the Eastern Palace.
When I arrived at the door, I happened to meet Su Qianji.
Jiang Yao felt guilty for no reason, as if he had been caught skipping work.
"Mr. Su."
He shouted weakly.
After Su Qianji approached, he ignored Zhao Huang and saw Jiang Yao, his brows furrowed: "What's wrong with your leg?"
"Just... I ran for a while last night, and my legs became like this."
- Please don't ask any more questions. If you knew that I ran away secretly last night, would you break my legs?
Su Qianji lowered his head, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
Just last night I ran to the grass and then back, and my knees are sore?
He forgot that she was a delicate person.
"I forgot that Jiang Yao is now Master Su's maid. I delayed Jiang Yao's knee inspection for a long time today. Master Su, please don't be angry."
Zhao Huang laughed and joked.
Su Qianji didn't give him much face, but he didn't go too far either. He just said calmly, "If Your Majesty wants to see Jiang Yao in the future, it's better to let me know first."
"Eunuch Yuan, have you taken note?"
Zhao Huang was an emperor after all, and his dignity had never been ignored like this. However, he did not dare to vent his anger on Su Qianji, so he threw this sentence to Eunuch Yuan.
Eunuch Yuan quickly stepped forward and knelt down. "Yes, I'll take note of this. Master Su, it was my fault today. Please forgive me this time."
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Su Qianji's expression remained calm, and he didn't care at all about Zhao Huang's anger and annoyance.
"Jiang Yao, go back to Feiyan Palace first."
"It's Master Su."
Jiang Yao lowered her head and listened carefully, then walked to Zhao Huang and was about to kneel down when a pair of hands placed on her elbows.
Glancing sideways, the man's narrow eyes were filled with a hint of anger: "I told you to go back to Feiyan Palace."
Jiang Yao's heart skipped a beat. Seeing that Su Qianji was in a bad mood, he swallowed, stopped kneeling, and hurriedly left in small steps.
"Master Su, do you know that if you don't let Jiang Yao kneel before me, the Jiang family will be in trouble if someone sees it?"
Zhao Huang looked at Jiang Yao's back and said something slowly and meaningfully.
Su Qianji adjusted his sleeves and said in a low voice, "By the way, she won't need to kneel anymore from now on."
Zhao Huang was stunned: "Why is Master Su so tolerant of Jiang Yao?"
"She belongs to my Feiyan Palace."
"Then the four saints don't need to kneel down anymore?" Zhao Huang asked again.
Su Qianji paused. He didn't care what other people did, he just didn't want that spoiled kid to suffer any injustice. But if he admitted that he was partial to Jiang Yao, it might not be a good thing at the moment.
"Um."
He let out a "hmm" sound from his nose, which was considered as his agreement to what Zhao Huang said.
Zhao Huang nodded, not caring at all. He turned and said to Eunuch Yuan, "Remember this. Next time, the four saints must not kneel before me, or Master Su will be distressed."
Su Qianji ignored his meaningful words, raised his hand and let Langqi push him away.
"Leave."
"Take care, Master Su."
After Lang Qi pushed Su Qianji for a few steps, he looked back in the direction of Zhao Huang and saw that he had also left without even watching him go. He felt unhappy.
"The master has been writing letters day and night to leave blessings for the State of Zhao, and he still wants to save face in front of you. How ridiculous."
"After all, he is the emperor of a country." Su Qianji didn't care much.
"Even in the Yutian Kingdom, the Holy Lord would not dare to disrespect you. He is the Emperor of Zhao, what a nobody."
"It's just an ant, Langqi, you care too much about it."
For a human emperor who cannot even live for a hundred years, in the eyes of the people of Yutian, he is just an ant.
"That's right. After we go back, we will forget all our memories of the past two years in Zhao State, and we won't even remember who Zhao Huang is."
At this point, Lang Qi recalled the question he had asked Su Qianji last night: "Master, you said you wanted to take Jiang Yao back. Once you enter the barrier, you will forget the past two years in Zhao State, and she will also forget everything in Zhao State. Do you still want to take her back?"
Su Qianji looked up, and his narrow eyes were filled with the girl's awkward walking posture.
Is her leg that bad?
Su Qianji reached out his hand and rocked the wheelchair himself: "You step aside first, I will go back by myself."
Lang Qi also saw Jiang Yao and immediately lost his good mood: "After the master got Jiang Yao, he just left me alone."
Su Qianji gave him a cold look and said, "Don't want to?"
"Yes, I'll leave now."
Who makes him the master?
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