In the quiet small courtyard, footsteps were busy at this time, Duan Ming was squatting under the kitchen, burning a furnace of hot water, while Young Master Jiang was staring at a purple sand medicine pot. You Qingbai was guarding the room, administering needles to the boy on the bed to calm his pain, when he heard footsteps coming from the yard, he entered the door and walked up to the bed, seeing that he was administering needles, he held back for a while, No interruptions were made.
The last needle was taken out from the boy's Neiguan acupoint, You Qingbai took back the silver needle, and then he looked up, this Young Master Ji turned back from nowhere, his boots were full of mud stars, his back was thin His shirt was also drenched with sweat, but he still stood here with a calm expression, only a little worry could be seen from his frowning eyes.
Seeing that he had checked his pulse again, Ji Hong asked in a subdued voice, "How is it?"
You Qingbai stood up from the couch, bowed his head slightly and said: "My lord, don't worry, Mr. Xiao is suffering from stomach problems because of overwork and improper diet."
Earlier, Duan Ming sent someone to report the time, and he only said that the young master had a sudden abdominal pain and fainted. When this kind of epidemic is rampant, Ji Hong will inevitably think too much. On the way back to the city, he even thought of the worst outcome, and his heart was dying. Suffering a lot, at this time, hearing You Qingbai say that it was just a stomach problem, he let out a sigh of relief like a stone fell to the ground. But at the next moment, Ji Hong frowned again: "Jin Nian has always been in good health, why did he suddenly suffer from stomach problems?"
You Qingbai shook his head, sighed and said: "Actually, it's not too sudden... These days, Mr. Xiao has been working hard on the affairs of the hospital, and the officials rarely see him sleeping, let alone eating according to the time. As early as a few days ago Today, Mr. Xiao had symptoms of stomach problems. It is also my fault that the officials did not notice it in time. Just before Mr. Xiao passed out, he had some disputes with the medical officers, and he got angry for a while, which caused severe stomach pain. , passed out for a while."
Ji Hong's face darkened in an instant, but he was still suppressed in his heart and did not attack: "Then how is he doing now?"
"This stomach disease is not serious, and it is not serious. As long as you rest in peace for a few days, take medicine, and pay more attention to eating and drinking, you will be fine." You Qingbai said, "It's just that this disease is easy to recur. , don’t work like this any more.”
Speaking of this, Youqing Bodun felt guilty: "Mr. Xiao was not a member of our imperial medical department. It is not easy to help us put down the epidemic. If it were not for the incompetence of our imperial medical department, Mr. Xiao would not be so busy Kind of place."
Ji Hong put his left hand on the saber at his waist, and said coldly: "Since you are incompetent, don't drag others down."
You Qingbai: "..."
It was Shiji Ming who came in with the decoction. Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a long sword was pointed straight at Duan Ming's throat, and a thread of blood flowed down Duan Ming's neck. A drop of blood ran down the blade of the sword and landed on the wooden food plate with a ticking sound. Ji Hong asked, "I told you to look at him, so you see people like this?"
You Qingbai immediately suffocated in shock and looked at them in fear.
Duan Mingren's sword tip had cut his own skin, but he held the food plate more firmly with his hands, and said respectfully: "It's because the subordinates are not doing their job well. It's just that there are not enough manpower in this city, and the subordinates are lacking skills. ... Ignored the little prince."
Ji Hongjing remained silent, threw the sword casually for a while, and said bluntly: "Send a letter to ask Shi Xing to bring a few more people over. If there is something wrong with him this time, you can handle it yourself."
"Yes." Duan Ming took the hilt of the sword, and then passed the medicine bowl steadily. There was still no dissatisfaction or complaint on his face. Before leaving, he looked back at You Qingbai, "Doctor You, what else?" Tell me, please speak to the humble official."
You Qingbai followed Duan Ming out in a trance, and when he arrived at the yard, he was awakened by Duan Ming's action of wiping away the blood beads. Master Ji's sword was not accusing the guard Duan of failing to take good care of Mr. Yu Xiao, In fact, they are killing chickens and monkeys! It turned out that the young man was so important to Li Guogong's sons, and just a stomach ailment angered the cold-faced Buddha.
At this time, recalling the scene just now in the room, a layer of cold sweat can't help oozing from the back, You Qingbai told Duan Ming the prescription and other matters, and didn't dare to stay for a moment, so he hurried back to the hospital.
But on the way back, You Qingbai couldn't help recalling that the room was furnished strangely, there were some light and simple elegant things, and there were also many lively and cute little ornaments. Although the room was spacious, there was only one A bed, how should two people sleep? Could it be that they slept together
Although the two are on good terms, there is nothing wrong with sleeping together, but You Qingbai always feels that there is something wrong, and he can't tell for a while.
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The room became quiet again, Ji Hong lit a tranquilizing incense, went to sit in front of the couch, and reached out to caress Yu Jinnian's frowning eyebrows. The boy curled up like a wisp of crumpled willow buds, and he was as thin as willow buds. You Qingbai had given him an injection, but his complexion was still so ugly, he didn't know how uncomfortable it must have been during the attack.
Yu Jinnian groaned twice with his eyes closed, his body curled up like a shrimp, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Xu felt pain again, Ji Hong got up to call for someone, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by the boy. He seemed to be having a nightmare, murmuring words in his mouth all the time, but he couldn't make out what he was saying. When he got closer and discerned carefully, he vaguely heard that his name was being called.
Ji Hong hesitated for a moment, then sat back, lightly held Yu Jinnian's hand, and slowly hummed an ancient song of a foreign race.
This song was played by his mother. It is a rare musical instrument in the Central Plains. Although it has a strange shape, the sound it makes is very melodious. It is a pity that his mother does not have a singing voice, and this song is also Later, a nun learned it to him, which is said to be a sleeping song. Ji Hong sat by the bed, humming in a low voice, and lightly tapped the back of the boy's palm with his fingers.
A bird was chirping on the half-opened window, and he was about to wave his hand to reprimand it, but the bird was used to eating rice, so it was not afraid of life, so it pecked on the index finger he stretched out. The small eyes looked like black pearls frequently, and sometimes "chirp", as if in response to his singing.
Ji Hong hesitated for a moment, and seeing the boy on the couch frown slightly, he withdrew his hand again, letting the bird chirp and sing.
I don't know how long it took, but he heard a rustle in his ear, and got up suddenly, only to realize that he had fallen asleep lying on the bedside at some point, but it was not his little sparrow that was creeping around in the room, but his little bird. It's Duan Ming.
Ji Hong asked: "What time is it?"
Duan Ming took out the already cold medicine bowl, brought in a pot of herbal tea, and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, it's already midnight. You haven't eaten anything today, and some lotus root ribs were warmed on the stove under the kitchen. Soup, can I bring you a bowl?"
With Yu Jinnian's fingers still wrapped around Ji Hong's fingers, he shook his head: "No need. Bring the approval documents that have not been processed by the government office today."
Duan Ming sighed, retreated, and ordered someone to go to the government office to fetch things. Ji Hong put a small table by his feet, lit a piece of half-lit wax, just like that, Yu Jinnian held one hand, and the other silently flipped the folding page.
At night, old Mr. Luo Qian came over and took another look. He also said that Yu Jinnian still had to sleep, and the pain of this stomach disease was no worse than others. Since this kid can still fall asleep steadily, it means it is a good thing, and it is better than sleeping in pain. It's much better if I can't sleep, I don't know how many times I have told Ji Hong to go to bed earlier, but some people don't want to listen.
Although there is always a lot of inconvenience with one hand, Ji Hong has dealt with everything one by one. When he raised his head again, it was already bright outside the window, and the candle in his hand was only a wax head. The sky always dawns very early in the morning, and the sparrow earlier flew to nowhere to catch insects. Gradually, there were voices of people in the city, and there were people knocking on doors from door to door to sell silk flower sachets.
Now that there is a big epidemic, things are not easy to sell. The old woman walked for several streets without selling a single flower. Only in the Lujia Alley did a strange and kind-hearted young man buy more than a dozen sachets in one go. go. The spices in the sachet were not good spices, they were just herbs picked and sun-dried at home, but to Jiang Bingren who bought the sachet, these copper coins were just rewards for his servants on weekdays, and he didn't think it was a big deal pity.
A dozen sachets were hung on the window corners in the courtyard, and the gentle breeze could stir up a faint fragrance, even the porridge boiled in the pot seemed to be contaminated with a natural fragrance.
Yu Jinnian opened his eyes in a daze, his consciousness still remained at the time when he was talking to Duan Ming and You Qingbai the day before. He stared at the plain gauze curtain above his head. Too much, my head was not too clear, I was stunned for a long time before I blinked, remembering that I fell headlong because of the stomachache.
Ji Hong hurriedly put down the folder, and shook his wrist vigorously: "Are you awake? What's wrong?"
Seeing his attire, Yu Jinnian asked strangely, "Didn't you sleep all night?"
"I've read the letter for a while." Ji Hong replied lightly, helped him sit up, and put a pillow on his back with him, "Does it still hurt?"
Yu Jinnian said wearily: "A little bit better than yesterday."
Seeing his pale face, Ji Hong felt distressed, but couldn't help but want to blame him: "Why don't you know how to take good care of yourself. If I'm not around, you can't even eat well, and you can't sleep well? "
Yu Jinnian wanted to give him a cool smile, but his stomach ached a lot, and finally grinned: "Why don't you eat well, and who are you listening to nonsense... That's right!" He suddenly remembered the things he hadn't finished yet, and Kicked the thin quilt and wanted to get out of bed, "How is your highness, and Duan Ming said that he found a few foreign businessmen—"
With such a movement, the pain that had been receding recurred again, and he clutched his abdomen and knelt down again in an instant.
"I've made arrangements for the government office. I won't go anywhere these days, just staring at you. Don't rush around. You won't fail if the hospital leaves you. Tell them to stay in the government office for a few more days." Ji Hong pushed him back on the couch, and used his body as a door to block the way he was trying to get out of bed, then rubbed his palms until they were warm, and poked into his clothes , rubbing repeatedly from his heart to the navel, and gently pressing his fingertips on his Neiguan and Zusanli, "Mr. In the future, if the root of the disease falls, it will be difficult to think about it."
"It's just a stomachache, it's not that serious." Yu Jinnian covered his stomach and hummed softly, "How can you do this?"
Ji Hong smiled and said: "Since there is a genius doctor at home, why can't I learn a few tricks secretly?"
Yu Jinnian was a little proud: "You are called stealing a teacher, have you paid the tuition?"
Before he could finish his chatter, Ji Hong posted it and kissed someone who just woke up dizzy: "Is this enough?"
Yu Jinnian: "..."
"Now that I'm awake, I'll ask someone to warm up the medicine." Ji Hong stopped fighting with him, but he said he wouldn't let him get out of bed, and he was determined not to let his toes get a speck of dirt, so he looked out the window After calling, Duan Ming pushed the door open and came in. Ji Hong asked Yu Jinnian softly, "You haven't eaten all day, what would you like to eat?"
Having said that, he really felt hungry, Yu Jinnian looked at him pitifully: "Scallion oil noodles."
Ji Hong nodded, turned around and ordered: "Make some corn porridge."
"..." Yu Jinnian weakly argued, "It's not corn porridge, it's scallion noodles."
Ji Hong ordered again: "Add a few red dates, cook until soft and rotten, peel off the skin of the dates when serving them, and remove the core of the dates." After finishing speaking, he turned around and asked softly, "Would you like some more?" What?"
Yu Jinnian felt that he was going to be angry and his stomach hurt, and he grumbled and complained: "You asked me what I wanted to eat, but you didn't give me it, so why are you asking me what to do?"
Seeing that he can still play a little temper and complain a few words, at least it shows that his spirit is not bad, and Ji Hong's unsteady, floating heart can be considered to be on the shore. He couldn't help but smiled, and approached the A kiss was placed on the boy's frowning brows: "I like to listen to you. You don't know, you've been sleeping all night, which makes me very worried."
"..." Such a simple act of intimacy made Yu Jinnian tidy up again. Although he was still muttering something, he leaned on the pillow obediently, waiting for Ji Hong to feed him porridge.
Corn porridge is easy to cook, but when cooking porridge, Ji Hong simply went to wash and change clothes, and when he came back, he smelled of the fresh sun and the smell of freshly cooked corn. Yu Jinnian opened his eyes drowsily, swayed on Ji Hong's body for a while, and then opened his mouth to meet his spoon. The porridge was neither thick nor thin, and the entrance was just mild and creamy. In the middle of the rice, just slightly rub it between the tongue and the palate, and it will flow down the throat.
The stomach that had been empty all night ached because it suddenly contained porridge and soup, as if an invisible hand was twisting it. Yu Jinnian rationally knew that he should eat something to maintain his strength, but the pain made him instinctively resist the entrance of anything. Ji Hong coaxed patiently: "Take another two bites and stop eating, or your body won't be able to hold on. When your body is better, I'll ask the kitchen to make something else for you. How about wontons?"
Yu Jinnian frowned and nodded, and obediently ate half a bowl of porridge. I put some porridge in my stomach, rested for a while, and drank another bowl of medicine.
"Sleep again, it's rare to have a chance to rest." Ji Hong put down the empty medicine bowl, "I'll be with you."
Ji Hong took off his boots and leaned on the outer edge of the bed, while Yu Jinnian leaned on his waist, his arms were gently wrapped around, and he whispered: "When I fell asleep, I seemed to hear someone singing. I don't know at this moment Can I hear it again after falling asleep... "
"Yeah." Ji Hong put his arms around his shoulders, watched him close his eyes, and hummed softly again, obviously singing a foreign tune, Yu Jinnian closed his eyes, but seemed to see the breeze blowing and the mountain flowers blooming, Hearing the water of Lingling stream, warblers singing... Gradually, everything returned to calm again. Ji Hong looked down at him, thinking he was asleep, so he closed his eyes too.
Yu Jinnian opened his eyes slightly, and said unwillingly, "Ah Hong, I want to eat lotus root pork ribs soup tomorrow."
Ji Hong didn't open his eyes, and denied it flatly: "No."
Yu Jinnian raised his head, wanting to show his ambition by death: "Yes, I heard, Duan Ming said that it was stewed on the stove! If you don't give me soup, I won't take medicine, let me die of pain and forget it."
"..." Ji Hong looked down at him speechlessly, "You little bastard, you just ate a few mouthfuls of corn porridge to the point of tears, but now your scars are healed and you forget about the pain, remembering the pork rib soup? Luo Mr. said, you can only eat some soft porridge these few days, otherwise your stomach will not be able to bear it."
Yu Jinnian pursed his lips: "If you let me eat porridge for several days, I might as well become a monk."
Ji Hong said indifferently: "Okay, you go, the Great Mercy Temple is short of little masters who can recite scriptures. Just become a monk, so you have to drum at dusk and bell in the morning, quiet six roots, and no more wine." After finishing speaking, I would like to add, "I won't hug you again."
"..." Yu Jinnian subconsciously tightened his arms, rubbing against his arms vigorously.
So Yu Jinnian drank several meals of corn porridge with a bitter face, and because he had a bad stomach, he needed to eat small and frequent meals, so that he could see corn porridge in the bowl several times a day—this time really made him feel completely exhausted. I am completely tired of eating corn, and I am afraid that I don't want to see corn appearing on the dinner table again in this life.
In order to get rid of the misery of eating porridge as soon as possible, he formulated Tongyusan himself with medicinal materials such as bletilla striata, sea slug, gallinaceous gold, and corydalis, and he took one qian each time.
The bletilla striata and gallinacea are the best medicinal materials for invigorating the spleen and stomach, and the corydalis also has the effect of relieving pain. The sea octopus is used to restrain the acid, and with the decoction prescribed by the imperial doctor, it can recover quickly , at least it won't be so painful that you can't straighten your back, it's just a dull pain occasionally.
During the period, the Imperial Physician came to visit, and all of them were stopped by Ji Hong. Only You Qingbai, who came back because he had recited Yu Jinnian that day, got Ji Hong's favor, and was able to enter the courtyard to chat with Yu Jinnian, so he took the opportunity to talk to him The status of each patient in the medical building. Your Majesty is also in good times and bad times, and the imperial doctors are worried day and night, especially after Yu Jinnian fell ill, and the Sanyu Building lost its backbone. Although Chen Yuyi has the highest official position, he is a practical school who is not good at management , can only get along with mud, no one can control it, seeing the hair on the sideburns is a few gray.
But these are not important. The urgent task now is to configure oral rehydration salts to suppress the development of the disease as soon as possible.
Yu Jinnian didn't wait for his stomach disease to fully heal, so one day, taking advantage of Ji Hong's spare time when he was out on errands, he forced Duan Ming to take him to meet those foreign businessmen. When Ji Hong got the news and chased after him, they had already walked into the gate of the mansion, and the servants of the mansion knew that this young man had a very close relationship with Master Ji, so no one dared to stop him, it was just a symbol After a few words of persuasive dissuasion, he was let in.
As soon as I entered the government office prison, I felt very damp and extremely dark, and then I heard a burst of foreign language coming from the depths. Several brown-haired fan merchants with unkempt faces saw them approaching holding candles, jumped up one after another, yelled at them and made gestures, which showed that they had suffered a lot in this poor prison cell.
Duan Ming said helplessly: "There are only a few of them, and I don't know what they are talking about. Although we have been searching around for interpreters these days, we haven't found any yet..."
Yu Jinnian tilted his head, thought about it in his heart, and relayed: "They mean... you Daxia people are too unreasonable. They took the pass papers to do business in a decent way. How can you arrest people casually? .”
Then one of the fan merchants said something aggressively, and Yu Jinnian smiled and said: "This sentence is indecent, so I won't translate it. He greeted your ancestors and ancestors. Well, you release them quickly, we are If you ask someone to do something, what is going on if you put them in prison."
"..." Duan Ming opened his eyes wide, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, "Young master, you can understand?"
"Well, let's just do it." Yu Jinnian shook his head and said with a frown, "Although it's a little different from what I know, but even guessing and guessing... I can roughly understand what it means, and basic communication shouldn't be a problem."
Ji Hong, who had just walked down the stone steps of the prison, was also stunned on the spot when he heard this.
How much ability does this young man have that he doesn't know? !