vstars Chapter 121 Jumping Back and Forth Between Hell and Humanity
Chapter 121 Jumping Back and Forth Between Hell and Humanity
The simple and crude method of feeding medicine by Kangxi and Yinzhen really opened the eyes of the imperial physician Wang. He now had only one thought in his mind: was the sixth prince really as favored as rumored?
But if you say he's not favored, ever since he was injured, both the Emperor and the Fourth Prince have been anxious and worried. But if you say he's favored, have you ever seen a father or brother treat a seriously injured patient so roughly, holding a bowl and prying open his mouth to force-feed him medicine? In all his years of medical practice, he's only ever seen it like that once.
Fortunately, Physician Wang was quite skilled, and Yinzhuo did indeed possess some good fortune. After Physician Wang adjusted the prescription and brewed the medicine again, giving it to Yinzhuo several times, his fever gradually began to subside. Kangxi touched his own forehead and then leaned over to the bedside to touch Yinzhuo's forehead, finding that the difference wasn't particularly significant, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I will guard this place. Fourth Prince, you should go back and rest for a while. You can set off with your men this afternoon. Remember to come back immediately after you've finished dealing with things over there. Once Yinzhuo's condition has stabilized, we will depart immediately."
Yinzhen spent the whole afternoon in the mountains yesterday, and then stayed up all night in the imperial tent without eating dinner. Now, not only were his eyes bloodshot, but he was also extremely exhausted. Although he was still worried about Yinzuo's injury, he had to hurry back to rest because he had to lead his troops to the White Pagoda that afternoon.
Imperial Physician Wang and Liang Jiugong had been busy all night without sleep, and had just been sent by Kangxi to rest in the tent next door. Now that Yinzhen was gone, only Kangxi and Yinzuo lying on the bed remained in the huge imperial tent. Kangxi watched Yinzhen walk out of the tent and then turn back to sit down in front of Yinzuo's bed. He glanced at Yinzuo lying on the bed and suddenly felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar.
Yes, it seems that it was the same last time at the Mulan Hunting Grounds. Yinzhuo was injured and unconscious, and he sat anxiously by his side waiting for him to wake up. It's the same again this time. At this moment, even someone as strong-willed as Kangxi couldn't help but feel a little lost.
"What good are emperors on earth? There are always things they are powerless to do..."
Yinzhuo woke up two days after Yinzhen left. For him, those two days were like a long, lazy sleep, but for his father Kangxi, Imperial Physician Wang, and Liang Jiugong, it was quite an exciting time.
Yinzhuo's condition fluctuated, with Imperial Physician Wang teetering on the edge of death. Emperor Kangxi's heart rose and fell with the changes in Yinzhuo's condition. Liang Jiugong was extremely careful and attentive, afraid of doing anything that might upset the unpredictable Emperor Kangxi. So when Yinzhuo groaned and woke up, the group felt as if they had been granted a pardon. If it weren't for their respective statuses, they might have burst into tears.
"Ugh... Father, son...it hurts."
Upon hearing this, Kangxi looked at Physician Wang beside him, his eyes conveying a clear message: Did you hear that? My son says he's in pain.
Physician Wang wasn't blind or deaf; he naturally understood Kangxi's gaze and heard Yinzhuo's groans. But as the saying goes, he was a doctor, not a god. With two large holes in his back and arms right there, it would be strange if he didn't feel pain.
“Your Majesty, now that the Sixth Prince has woken up, it means he has pulled through. As for the pain in his wound, this old minister has no good solution.”
Emperor Kangxi himself had some knowledge of pharmacology and knew that there was no other way to treat Yinzhuo's current condition except with painkillers. However, as the saying goes, every medicine has some toxicity, so Kangxi naturally did not want Yinzhuo to use too many medications that were unrelated to his condition.
After dismissing Physician Wang, Kangxi simply had Liang Jiugong move a table to Yinzhuo's bedside and bring over all the documents that had piled up over the past two days that he hadn't been in the mood to deal with. He then worked overtime while watching over Yinzhuo. Whenever Yinzhuo groaned in pain, Kangxi would stop what he was doing, raise his hand to stroke his head or gently pat his back, avoiding the wound. After Yinzhuo drifted off to sleep, Kangxi would pick up his pen again and continue working on the mountain of documents.
Once Yinzhuo regained full consciousness, his first sensation was pain, a pain far more intense than when he woke up at the Mulan Hunting Grounds. He opened his eyes and looked around. Although he didn't know whether they were currently at their destination, the White Pagoda, or still at the place where they had been assassinated, he knew from the familiar furnishings inside the tent that this must be Kangxi's imperial tent.
"Oh, Sixth Master, you're finally awake! His Majesty just finished washing up outside. This old servant will go and invite His Majesty over right away."
Actually, there was no need for Liang Jiugong to invite him. Kangxi's washing area was not far from where Yinzhuo was resting, only separated by a screen. He naturally heard Liang Jiugong's words, so he quickly grabbed a handkerchief from the side, wiped his face a couple of times, and hurriedly walked over behind the screen.
"Yinzhuo is awake. Is he hungry? Besides the pain from his wounds, does he feel anything else wrong? Never mind, I guess you're still a bit dazed. Liang Jiugong, go outside and call Imperial Physician Wang in. Let him examine the Sixth Prince."
The Imperial Physician Wang had been resting in the tent next to the Imperial Household for the past few days, so Liang Jiugong brought him back shortly after he went out. Kangxi made room by the bedside, and the Imperial Physician Wang hurriedly stepped forward to take Yinzhuo's pulse by pinching his wrist. To be honest, the Imperial Physician Wang knew exactly what Yinzhuo's physical condition was like after watching over him for so many days, but since Kangxi asked him to take his pulse, he naturally dared not refuse.
"Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince's pulse has stabilized considerably. With proper care, his wounds will heal in no time. I will prescribe a blood-tonifying formula for him to take a few doses. I will come back to check your pulse again in a couple of days."
Kangxi nodded slightly after hearing what Physician Wang said, and then signaled Liang Jiugong to take people down to write a prescription and brew the medicine. He himself got up and walked to the small stove next to him, took a bowl and ladled out a bowl of porridge from the warm clay pot on it.
"You haven't eaten for days, so your stomach must be weak. It'll be hard for you to digest other things. Have some porridge to tide you over, and you'll need to take your medicine later."
Although Yinzhu felt pain all over his body, he didn't feel hungry at all. However, he could tell from Kangxi's current state that he must have been worried sick these past few days. So even though he had no appetite, he did not refuse Kangxi's kindness.
The father and son fed each other, and although the surroundings were unusually quiet, the atmosphere inside the imperial tent was much more relaxed and warm than a few days ago. Yinzhuo was in a lot of pain, and he could only eat a little less than half a bowl of porridge with Kangxi's help.
“Father, my son doesn’t want to eat. I’ve been lying down for the past few days and my whole body is stiff. Could you please have someone come and help him sit up?”