Black Lotus Physician’s Survival Guide

Chapter 4

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Xie Bufeng was just a little malnourished.

After simply prescribing a recuperation prescription, Wen Qingci put down his pen, called the eunuch who was responsible for taking care of his daily life, and began to give him patient instructions.

From food and clothing to expenses, every detail is taken care of.

From beginning to end, the boy said nothing and just observed him silently.

In Xie Bufeng's eyes, Wen Qingci's every frown and smile gradually overlapped with the way he looked after the rabbits.

The same patience, the same gentleness.

The same, the cold-bloodedness hidden under the mask.

After taking the boy's pulse, Wen Qingci also considerately straightened his sleeves with extremely gentle movements.

It was as if—he was the poor rabbit put into the cage.

After the inspection, the two went to the deepest part of Taishu Palace together.

When the prince returns to the capital, it is only right and reasonable for him to meet the emperor in person.

As for Wen Qingci, he went for a routine medical consultation.

The sunlight was cut into small pieces by the stained glass windows and sprinkled into the Ninghe Hall.

Wen Qingci had no time to appreciate the scenery. He was busy filling out today's medical records.

“… Your Majesty’s headache has eased somewhat, but he is still weak and has trouble sleeping.” Eunuch Xian said in a low voice while burning incense.

The current emperor is named Xie Zhaolin, and he was formerly the "King of Suzhou" in the previous dynasty.

The Emperor Ai of the previous dynasty died without an heir. He, whose reputation for virtue spread throughout the world, was recommended by court officials to become emperor, and he is only in his early forties.

Xie Zhaolin had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a bright and upright demeanor, which very much fits people's image of a wise ruler.

But his furrowed brows and fingers pressed against his temples still made the emperor look tired to the point of being hard to ignore.

In order to avoid being exposed, the first thing Wen Qingci did after traveling back in time was to study the notes left by the original owner.

Combined with what I wrote above and my observations over the past few days.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this emperor seemed to be suffering from heavy metal poisoning.

"Your Majesty, have you taken any medicine recently?"

The medical records of this era were required to record the patient's past medications. Without giving it much thought, the eunuch replied, "No."

Wen Qingci took note of this.

"Fu Ming Tang" does not say that he was interested in alchemy or Taoism.

Could it be some other cause

The calming incense was lit, and the emperor finally relaxed his brow.

"It's been more than ten years since we last met. You've become a young man now," the emperor's voice passed through the smoke and landed slowly in front of the palace. "Time really flies like an arrow."

At last, he sighed and said, "It's only been a few days since I've spent so much time with you... Come here, let me take a look."

The emperor's voice was full of kindness and emotion, like an ordinary father who had not seen his son for many years.

Tears welled up in Eunuch Xian's eyes, as if he was moved by the scene before him.

Xie Bufeng did not reply.

Wen Qingci paused holding the pen, and couldn't help but glance towards the front of the hall.

As expected of the future big boss, Xie Bufeng remained calm and motionless, as if he had not heard the emperor's words.

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

"Uh... Your Highness has lived in Suzhou for a long time. This time I return to Yongdu, and finally have the opportunity to show my filial piety to Your Majesty," Eunuch Xian immediately smoothed things over. "It's just that I haven't been back to the capital for many years, so I am indeed lacking in etiquette. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will send someone to teach you well."

It's more than just a lack.

Ever since he could remember, Xie Bufeng had only servants who took turns to look after him on a regular basis.

In the eyes of this group of people, as long as he is alive, nothing else matters.

Logically speaking, the virtuous eunuch had given Xie Bufeng enough room to step down, but Xie Bufeng had no intention of taking advantage of it.

The young man's gaze slowly fell on the eunuch.

"What are you looking at, you uneducated savage! Why don't you open your mouth and say a few nice words to His Majesty?"

Hearing this, Xie Bufeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Good words

"Your Highness, the Emperor is calling you, please go forward—"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sneer.

"To be filial?" Xie Bufeng said nonchalantly, "I was sent to Suzhou when I was three years old. Wasn't it to 'be filial to my father and guard the mausoleum of the empress dowager'?"

The boy's words, with a slight Suzhou accent, were hoarse and deep, and easily tore through the hypocritical veil of the royal family.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but widen their eyes and looked at him in shock.

Xie Bufeng was born to be regarded as a monster.

Fortunately, he was the eldest and the only grandchild the Queen Mother saw during her lifetime.

As a relative of the next of kin, the empress dowager was quite nice to him, and when Xie Bufeng was young, he had three years of good life in the palace.

When he was three years old, the empress dowager passed away and was buried in Suzhou.

The emperor, who had long disliked Xie Bufeng, sent him over in the name of "fulfilling filial piety and guarding the tomb" so that he wouldn't have to see him and wouldn't be bothered by him.

More than ten years have passed in a flash.

Hearing this, the emperor laughed out of anger. He suddenly spread out his sleeves, and the jade Boshan furnace that was emitting green smoke from the furnace in his hand was swept away.

It fell to pieces in an instant.

Upon seeing this, all the eunuchs and palace maids in the hall fell to their knees.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

While kowtowed, the eunuch said loudly to Xie Bufeng: "The Queen Mother loved you the most when she was alive. As a descendant, it is our filial duty to guard her mausoleum!"

The chaos around him did not frighten him, but instead made the boy's face look more joyful.

Xie Bufeng's stubborn attitude completely angered the emperor.

"Bring him here, and learn some manners—"

The emperor's voice was cold as ice.

The imperial guards moved upon hearing the sound and quickly escorted Xie Bufeng forward.

Wen Qingci suddenly clenched the pen in his hand.

His heartbeat also quickened.

On the ground where Xie Bufeng was kneeling, there were still pieces of jade left over from the broken Boshan furnace.

The sharp jade piece instantly cut the boy's calf, leaving a large pool of bright red blood.

But Xie Bufeng didn't even frown.

Having grown up in Suzhou in a wild way for more than ten years, he doesn't care whether his life is good or not. He will make the people he hates unhappy even if it means hurting himself a thousand times.

A strong smell of blood rushed into my nose.

The already upset emperor became even more anxious. He rubbed his temples hard and said through gritted teeth, "Your Majesty, your subjects, your fathers, your sons, let's make up for the lessons we missed in Suzhou today!"

His fingers trembled in anger.

The imperial guard pressed hard on Xie Bufeng's shoulders, preventing him from getting up.

"Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician! Come and see His Majesty!" The emperor's appearance frightened Eunuch Xian. He immediately turned around and shouted to Wen Qingci who was in the corner of the hall.

Seeing this, Wen Qingci immediately picked up the medicine box and walked forward.

The emperor already had muscle cramps, and after being so angry at Xie Bufeng, his entire arm began to tremble uncontrollably.

Without caring about anything else, Wen Qingci immediately inserted acupuncture into the Houxi acupoint on the inside of his hand.

Wen Qingci saw from the corner of his eye—

As the pool of blood below his knees grew larger, the boy's face gradually became ugly.

The blood vessels on Xie Bufeng's legs seemed to have been cut by the jade piece.

Wen Qingci's hand froze as he was doing the acupuncture.

This won't work...

Even if you don't die, you will lose half your life.

No one in the hall cared about Xie Bufeng's leg injury, not even himself.

Only the increasingly pale face tells the passing of life in silence.

Wen Qingci, a medical student, silently clenched his teeth.

He had no way of convincing himself and just watched it all happen.

Although it didn't hurt, Xie Bufeng's body was still shaking slightly due to excessive blood loss, and his lips were losing color bit by bit.

Xie Bufeng in "Fu Ming Tang" only appeared in a few chapters and was a real tool.

He suddenly appeared at the end and killed everyone, and was nicknamed "Cheat" by readers.

But the slightly shaking back of the young man in front of him clearly told Wen Qingci:

Xie Bufeng is not omnipotent, invulnerable, or a paper man.

He was just a mortal like everyone else.

Behind the words "I suffered humiliation in my youth" that the author just mentioned briefly, there is a life full of flesh and blood and full of unwillingness.

How did he spend this time in the original book

After a few injections, the emperor finally recovered.

Wen Qingci should have put away the needle and left this place of trouble.

But his body reacted faster than his brain.

The imperial physician dressed in moon-white suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I dare to ask you to spare your Highness for now."

Wen Qingci's voice was gentle, yet powerful.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on him.

He wants to plead for Xie Bufeng

The remaining incense on the ground was still burning, and in the midst of the smoke, Wen Qingci looked like the banished immortal in the legend.

Even the emperor was treated to a meal.

The words had already been spoken, there was no room for maneuver, Wen Qingci could only continue.

"Your Highness's calf is bleeding too much, it must be that the blood vessels are injured. If the bleeding is not stopped, it may lead to a disaster. More importantly, we cannot test the medicine in a short period of time, which may affect the configuration of the prescription."

His tone was gentle and serious, and he seemed to have devoted himself wholeheartedly to medicine.

The emperor finally turned his gaze to the pool of blood.

Wen Qingci's words calmed him down.

Regardless of whether to test the drug or not, the current emperor governs the world with benevolence, so he naturally cannot punish his own child to death...

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Sure enough, after a moment's silence, the emperor stood up and said, "We will deal with matters of etiquette and law another day." He was too lazy to deal with this mess anymore and went back to the harem to rest.

Eunuch Xian hurriedly caught up.

In a blink of an eye, apart from the palace maids on duty, only Wen Qingci and Xie Bufeng were left here.

After everyone left, the boy could finally leave.

However, due to excessive blood loss, Xie Bufeng had difficulty getting up. After trying several times, he was unable to successfully get up.

Just at this moment, Wen Qingci finally came over slowly carrying the medicine box.

He coughed lightly twice, and was not in a hurry to help the boy up. Instead, he bent down and looked into Xie Bufeng's eyes.

Wen Qingci didn't smile like usual, but the tenderness in his eyes remained unchanged.

He gently patted the boy's shoulder and said solemnly: "It is fun to have a moment of pleasure, but in my opinion, your life is the most precious thing."

Wen Qingci's voice was as clear as broken jade, and his dark eyes were full of seriousness.

The faint scent of medicine surrounded the young man without him noticing when.

Wen Qingci was leaning over to talk to the young man.

From Xie Bufeng's perspective, he could just see his slender white neck, which was usually tightly wrapped in clothes, and the light blue blood vessels hidden underneath.

Somehow, he remembered the warm and soft feeling when the imperial physician's fingers brushed against his shoulders...

But immediately afterwards, the strange warmth in Xie Bufeng's heart disappeared.

That’s right, now Wen Qingci only has one rabbit.

It would indeed be a pity if it were beaten to death.

(End of this chapter)