Dr. Xu Yu has seen many people's illnesses and sometimes opens free clinics in Beijing, but he has never seen a person with such a strong will to live.
Shen Jue's injury, if it were another person, he would have died long ago.
Even if you don't die, your mind will be damaged.
Xu Yuyi knew that Shen Jue was someone close to Murong Xiu. Although he had valuable medicines on hand, he could not compare with the entire Royal Medical Bureau, so he went to Murong Xiu. Knowing that Shen Jue was injured again, Murong Xiu was obviously stunned for a while before saying, "How is he hurt?"
Xu Yuyi thought about it and decided to answer honestly: "Very bad." He paused and added, "Whether he can survive or not depends on his own will, Wei Chen can only do his best."
The line of Murong Xiu's lips almost pursed into a line, and Shen Jue's blood seemed to be still vivid in his eyes that day. Half of the thin boy's face was covered in blood, and he said stubbornly—
"Your Majesty is the emperor, and the slave is the one who serves the emperor."
Shen Jue said he was the Son of Heaven, but is he the Son of Heaven
How could the Son of Heaven be so weak
He didn't want to die, he wanted to live, so even if the Prince Regent really did something to him, he could only suffer, but why did Shen Jue fight for him? Because he is the Son of Heaven
These days, Murong Xiu was almost obsessed with Shen Jue's words, day and night as if someone was saying these words in his ear, every word was bloody, and his voice was filled with tears.
"Whatever medicine he needs, you can use it, you don't need to save it." Murong Xiu said softly.
Royal Doctor Xu nodded and looked at Murong Xiu worriedly, "Your Majesty has reduced a lot recently. Wei Chen heard that Your Majesty can't sleep well at night, so he specially developed a sleeping incense. Would you like your Majesty to try it?"
Murong Xiu didn't react very much, he just waved his hand, "Go down first."
Xu Yuyi wanted to say something more, but seeing Murong Xiu's expression, he could only shut his mouth and exit the hall. He retreated to the outside of the hall, and when he saw the eunuchs with raw eyes, he sighed inwardly. Now in the court, he is afraid that the regent is only covering the sky with one hand, and even the people around the emperor are the regent's people.
Xu Yuyi thought of Murong Xiu in his heart, and he did not forget the patient he was taking care of now. He had obtained Murong Xiu's will, and it was much more convenient to get the medicinal materials from the Royal Medical Bureau. Shen Jue woke up on the fifth day after the injury.
When he woke up, Doctor Xu was applying medicine for him.
Shen Jue was full of injuries, and it took an hour or two to apply medicine every day.
When he woke up, he felt pain all over his body, he couldn't help but gasped, and his hands gripped the bedding under him tightly.
Xu Yuyi heard the voice, raised his eyes to look at Shen Jue, saw that he was awake, and was somewhat relieved, "You are finally awake."
"Xu... Sir." Shen Jue's voice was weak, "You are helping me see a doctor again."
Xu Yuyi sighed very much, "You are really tough. I have seen so many people, but I have never seen you like this, but the root of the disease is probably going to fall." Even if Shen Jue is healthy and young, he can't be completely healed.
His ribs were not fully grown in the first place, and he was beaten again. In the future, he was afraid that the range of movements would be larger, and he would be panting and peeing.
Shen Jue was very calm, "It's good to be alive."
For the first time, Yuyi Xu couldn't understand, "Is it meaningful to live like this?"
Hearing this, Shen Jue gently hooked his lower lip. His eyes didn't seem to look at Xu Yuyi, but looked at other places through him. His eyes seemed to have nothing, and seemed to contain everything in the world.
"Yes, I have."
Only by living can you change your life.
Xu Yuyi shook his head, and he admired Shen Jue a little.
If this matter is on him, he doesn't know how long he can last.
After Xu Yu finished the medicine, he left a medicine boy with Shen Jue.
Although Shen Jue woke up, he was prone to fever. If he didn't deal with it in time, he would be very likely to lose his life.
The medicine boy was only eleven or twelve years old, and he was the person Xu Yuyi had brought by his side since he was a child, with a round face. After Doctor Xu left, he moved a small stool and sat beside Shen Jue's bed, staring at Shen Jue's injury seriously.
Shen Jue was a little hairy at the look in the child's eyes.
He couldn't help but glanced at the drug boy, "Good-looking?"
The drug boy didn't look up, "It looks good."
Shen Jue: "..."
Fine.
The drug boy stared at it for a while, and suddenly there was a sound from the door, and he couldn't help but look up. When he looked over, he knelt on the ground.
"The slaves meet the emperor."
Murong Xiu came alone. He didn't expect that there was still a medicine boy in Shen Jue's room.
After the medicine boy withdrew, Murong Xiu turned his gaze to the person on the bed.
The moment he saw Shen Jue clearly, his breath almost suffocated. He knew that Shen Jue was seriously injured, but he didn't expect the other party to be like this. Seeing Murong Xiu, Shen Jue wanted to get up and salute, but after crawling a few times, he finally fell back on the bed. In the end, he just said ashamedly, "Your Majesty, a servant... a servant can't get up and salute to your majesty."
Murong Xiu forced out a wry smile, "No need to salute."
He looked at the small stool that the medicine boy had left here, hesitated for a moment, and then sat on it.
His eyes swept over the wounds on Shen Jue's body inch by inch, and his eyes were very complicated.
Shen Jue knew what Murong Xiu was thinking at this moment, so she squeezed a smile at him, "Your Majesty, this servant doesn't hurt."
"It doesn't hurt?" Murong Xiu thought it was absurd, "You don't hurt like this, do you want to die before it hurts?"
Almost, he just became a ghost to really feel the pain.
At that time, he could only float in the air, watching Murong Xiu and the prince regent love each other with his own eyes. At first, Murong Xiu would still think of him as a servant, but after a while, Murong Xiu completely forgot about him.
Forget about the loyal little eunuch who was willing to die for him.
Shen Jue really wanted to laugh, but he couldn't yet, so he could only pretend that nothing happened.
Murong Xiu didn't know what Shen Jue was thinking. He saw Shen Jue's injury and didn't know what to do. At the beginning, Shen Jue said that he was afraid of death, but in fact Shen Jue was not afraid of death, and even nearly sacrificed his life for him, and now he has completely offended the Prince Regent.
"Shen Jue, I'm useless, I can't protect you, you... If you want, I'll send you out of the palace." Murong Xiu didn't want to fight anymore, he was really tired.
Shen Jue immediately shook his head when he heard the words, "Your Majesty, the servant will not leave."
Murong Xiu turned away, "If you don't go, are you waiting to die in the palace?"
Shen Jue was silent for a while, "The slave is your majesty's slave..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Xiu.
"Don't say it, do you think this makes sense? I, Murong Xiu, are just a puppet emperor, a plaything to look up to." Murong Xiu stood up, tears in his eyes, "You follow me, you won't get anything good. Leave early."
His self-proclaimed "I" was changed from "I" to "I".
Shen Jue looked at Murong Xiu like this, but whispered: "Your Majesty may not remember, when the servant first saw His Majesty, he made a poisonous oath at that time. The slaves don't need to live anymore."
"You!" Murong Xiu was a little angry, "Aren't you afraid of death back then?"
Shen Jue hooked his lower lip and showed an extremely well-behaved smile, "Yes, the servant is afraid of death, but when it comes to that point, the servant is not afraid anymore, and it's just a cheap life."
"Invincible begins with the sacrifice of ancestors"
Murong Xiu closed his eyes, and then he walked away without saying a word, as if angry with Shen Jue.
Shen Jue's injury dragged on until the beginning of summer.
On the day he was healed, he was invited to the Regent's presence.
The Regent looked at him as if he was looking at an interesting thing, "Life is tough."
Shen Jue was forced to look up. He forgot to disguise that day, and now he is too lazy to disguise, and looked at the Prince Regent calmly.
"Little mouse, this king said last time that if you survived, I would give you a big gift. Do you want to know what that big gift is?" The prince regent smiled slightly, like a gentle gentleman. But Shen Jue knew that the regent was just a pervert in human skin.
"How dare a servant ask for a great gift from the lord?" Shen Jue said sarcastically.
Seeing the thorns in Shen Jue's words, the Prince Regent laughed even more happily, "It's not a little mouse, but a little hedgehog, so it would be better." He clapped his hands, and someone came up with a box.
Shen Jue already understood when he saw the box.
The box contained Murong Xiu's smug clothes and trousers.
When the regent saw the box coming up, he went up and opened it with his own hands, and then said to Shen Jue very gently, "Come on, put this clothes on."
The only person in this world who can take a beating as a great gift is probably the Regent.
When Shen Jue was thrown onto the bed by Yangxu, she couldn't help groaning. Yang Xu didn't even look at him and left. Shen Jue took out a bottle of ointment from under the pillow and began to apply medicine for himself. He asked for this medicine from Yuyi Xu, and Yuyi Xu didn't ask him why he was here, but looked at him with a little more sympathy.
How many days can a person targeted by the regent live
Shen Jue was a little distracted when applying the medicine, because in a few days, it would be Murong Xiu's 20th birthday.
On Murong Xiu's birthday, the Prince Regent drank so much that he almost fell asleep, but Murong Xiu resisted desperately and smashed the Prince Regent's head with a vase, so he was able to protect himself.
Shen Jue thought, his chance finally came.