This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

The sky was faintly bright, and the house servants who worked hard to clean up had already started to clean up.

The patrol guards who replaced the day shift have also begun to hand over.

Everything is orderly and proceeding along the established track.

Except Zhan Shijian.

During Zhan's work, the surroundings were quiet, and the guards on duty were dedicated to watching the world, and not a single mosquito could fly in.

In the inner room, the memorials on the heavy gold-threaded mahogany table were scattered all over the floor, and a few clothes were hastily spread on it.

Li Chen stopped his movements, leaned against Song Chunjing's ear, and smiled, "Physician Song is well educated in medical skills, so he must be able to sense if anything happened between me and someone just now."

The breath on the side of the ear was hot and turbulent, and Song Chunjing dodged it.

"...There is no such thing in the medical books." He looked at the memorials scattered on the ground in front of him, and pursed his lips. "But judging by the emperor's posture, it seems that he is holding back enough."

Hearing that Li Chen squinted his eyes, the shape outlined by the eyeliner was cut with a lancet, sharp and dangerous, his eyes were dark, and there was a puddle of water in it.

"...That's right," he said with a hoarse voice and a deep smile: "You were late for a whole day, two and a half hours and two quarters of an hour, how should I punish you?"

Its daybreak.

The bright and clean window paper penetrates a little morning light, reflecting the warm color of the interior room in the early morning.

The fine dust flying in the air floated and wandered quietly, watching Zhan's unstoppable battle during the incident.

Song Chunjing was sweating profusely, his cheeks were glowing, the corners of his eyes were as red as his lips, and he glanced behind him in a daze like he was drunk in the middle of the night.

Li Chen almost couldn't hold back.

Pausing for a moment, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

Blocking the eyes that reflected the orange-red glow in the same color of the day.

Song Chunjing couldn't bear it anymore, panting: "I...I still have to go to the Tai Hospital to report, and I also want to go home and talk to my father..."

"Tell Yan Zhen to deliver a letter to your father," Li Chen said firmly without hesitation for a moment, "then go to the imperial hospital to ask you for two days off."

Song Chunjing also wanted to say that the next moment, the hand covering his eyes moved down and tightly covered his mouth that was about to refute.

Another quarter of an hour.

Song Chunjing gritted his teeth and persisted, and quietly touched the person behind him with one hand.

Without looking back, Li Chen grabbed the hand that was about to touch his waist, and pressed it against the table irresistibly, "I want to play tricks, okay."

After the bondage was lifted, Song Chunjing exhaled, and lifted his hand that was being held down, "Patriarchal law teaches, as an emperor, you can't be licentious. Besides, I can only be counted as one day late for the shift. , there is no extra two hours and two quarters of an hour."

Li Chen looked at his panting frown, and was in a very good mood. He stretched his waist forward and smiled again, "Go on, I just like your...speakable mouth. "

Zhan is out of time.

After seeing off Xu Zhuo, Yan Zhen caught up with Zhao Yicai after returning, "Master Zhao!"

Zhao Yicai stopped his feet about to step in, "At this time, why did Manager Yan come from outside?"

"The emperor is not inside," Yan Zhen said, "It's in the Ministry of Punishment. Send the villain back to pick up things, and he will go there later."

Zhao Yicai: "Then... the old man went to the Ministry of Punishments to find the emperor."

"Your Excellency, please stay," Yan Zhen said frankly, "Your Majesty, I really don't have much time today." He looked around to see if there was no one around, and approached Zhao Yicai, and whispered, "King Li died last night."

"Dead?!" Zhao Yicai asked in surprise, and then said, "Didn't he deserve to die long ago?"

Yan Zhen: "That's right, I didn't die until yesterday, so I don't think the emperor should go and see it?"

Zhao Yicai thought for a while and nodded.

"Then I..." He pointed to the way.

Yan Zhen stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Be careful and walk slowly."

Zhao Yicai watched him go far before entering the East Palace, and went straight to Zhan Shijian, and asked, "Has the emperor come out?"

Sure enough, the guard on duty replied: "Not yet."

Yan Zhen looked at the closed door.

He changed his mind and thought about it, and ordered: "You go to the Song Mansion and tell Mr. Song that the Imperial Physician Song has returned safely, please don't worry about it."

"Yes." The man respectfully responded.

Yan Zhen said to another person: "You go to the Imperial Hospital and ask for a leave of absence for Doctor Song."

"Yes," the guard answered first, and then asked, "Director Yan, how many days do you want?"

Yan Zhen thought for a while, "First, please give me a couple of days."

The guard got the order and went quickly, Yan Zhen stopped and looked around.

When the person sent by the dining room saw him, he immediately ran forward on his feet, "Boss Yan, the emperor's breakfast is ready, when will you eat it?"

Yan Zhen: "Let's warm it up first."

The person who came did not leave, but still stood in place.

Yan Zhen thought for a while, then said: "Make more light and delicious side dishes, and the milk tea from last time, if you can make it in time, I will also serve some."

"I can make it in time," the visitor thanked with a smile, "Thank you for your advice, the villain, I'll go get ready now."

Yan Zhen nodded, "Go."

The people in the dining room left, Yan Zhen thought about it, and then went to the Linshui Pavilion, "Listen to the snow, prepare warm water, and wait for the emperor to take a bath at any time."

Tingxue was promoted from the bottom cleaning maid all the way to become the maid of the East Palace. She had escaped many times and cultivated a seven-apertured exquisite heart, and she immediately responded, "I must be well prepared."

She grabbed the word 'waiting' in his words, and held the arm of the visitor with her soft white hands in the rolled up cuffs, "Mr. Yan, when will you wait? I can wait so that the water temperature can be adjusted in advance."

Yan Zhen thought about it, but was not sure: "About, around noon."

"Thank you." The maid retracted her hand and bowed gracefully, her face full of gratitude.

The morning is getting cooler and hotter, the dew has evaporated, and the cicadas are singing, and half of the morning has passed.

After Yan Zhen gave all orders, he finally took a break and let out a long sigh of relief at Zhan Shijian.

Braving the sun, he stood outside with his hair in a daze for a while.

Uda went back to take a shower and had a good meal.

Came back refreshed.

He strolled over and pushed Yan Zhen into the shadow under the eaves, "What are you doing? Basking in the sun?"

Yan Zhen glanced at him, and stood a little more relaxed, "Is the journey safe?"

"Peace," Wu Da said, "I just miss Nuan Nuan, everything else is fine."

Ever since he gave the dancing girl to him, Wu Da kept it in his mouth all the time, not only in his mouth, but also when he was off work, he would take it with him when going out to play.

Yan Zhen listened to his show of affection, his ears were callused, he had nothing to say, and took half a step back.

Wu Da stood straight beside him, folded his arms and smiled, lowered his voice and said, "You know that I have learned some secret and important matter, that Shen Huan is really scheming, and he clearly told Doctor Song that he didn't want to You are studying medicine, you know about this, right?"

As long as it's not showing affection, Yan Zhen can still listen to anything, and nods when he hears it.

"But I heard what the housekeeper said. The general's house thought that the emperor was persecuting him and not allowing him to study medicine," Wu Da said angrily, "I have such a violent temper. If Doctor Song is to watch over me, I will definitely smoke so much." do not know."

Li Chen has always been the one who spoils others, and he never thought that there would be a day when others would pour dirty water on him.

"What else?!" Yan Zhen said in surprise.

"I'll have a good talk with the emperor later." Wu Da said.

Yan Zhen raised his hand, "Master Song should be able to tell the emperor."

"Song Imperial Physician?" Wu Daha said, "Song Imperial Physician also thought so, I heard him say to Shen Huan, 'It's the emperor's fault that he forced you not to study medicine'."

Yan Zhen: "..."

Yan Zhen thought for a while before dawn that the two people in the room almost had a quarrel, and he didn't know if he was coaxed now, and if Song Chunjing still misunderstood the emperor, so he sighed, "Don't talk about it, the emperor will be angry after hearing this. At that time, either the general's mansion will be unlucky, or you and I will be unlucky."

Uda thought for a while and felt that what he said was quite right.

He looked at Zhan Shijian's generous appearance, and let go of his breath, "Forget it, for the sake of him being the doctor of Song Dynasty, forget it."

He turned to ask Yan Zhen: "That Xu Zhuo, what are you doing, the emperor asked him to see a doctor?"

"I really came to see a doctor," Yan Zhenzhen nodded with lingering fear, "I also gave permission to take a bath, you don't know, the emperor is really in a bad mood these two days, I almost lost my life."

Wu Da heard it, and almost jumped up on the spot, "So, you bumped into Imperial Physician Song on purpose in the corridor, to make you angry with Imperial Physician Song?!"

Yan Zhen said "Oh", "No, it just made him react a little bit, jealous, and a little bit of a sense of crisis."

"Look," he pointed to Zhan Shijian's closed door, "isn't it good now?"

"Not good, not good," Wu Da shook his head violently, "Although the emperor didn't sleep like Xu Zhuo, but you can see that kid's hair is dripping with water, and his hair is loosely tied. He must have no good intentions. If the emperor doesn't control Stay, and follow his way!"

Yan Zhen opened his mouth.

Seeing his expression, Wu Da knew that he was going to say that it had nothing to do with Xu Zhuo, so he immediately interrupted him, criticizing: "Mr. Yan, you are usually quite smart, why don't you understand this matter?"

Since Wu Da had someone in the room, her waist became straighter, and she knew more about the pleasures of the boudoir.

"You and that servant daughter, Tingxue, always flirt with each other," Wu Da smiled, and suggested, "Why don't you ask the emperor to give you him as your wife?"

Yan Zhen sighed and waved his hand, "No, I'm not very interested."

"Is it because you're not interested in Tingxue, or because you're not interested in women?" Uda looked at him and asked.

Yan Zhen stared ahead, only looking at Zhan Shijian: "I'm not interested."

Uda pouted.

Yan Zhen: "Commander Wuda, if you have time, let's think about how to explain to the emperor about being late. The emperor is really angry."

Uda: "..."

He immediately shut his mouth, stood upright under the eaves, and became a dumb pine tree.

Another half hour passed.

During Zhan's work, the voice gradually died down, and after a moment of silence, he finally opened the door.

The maid who served the daily life was waiting outside the door with the washing utensils and a change of clothes. Seeing Li Chen walking out with a person in his arms, she lowered her head very low, and dared not lift her eyelids.

Li Chen passed by, wrapped the person in his arms tightly with a big cloak, and walked towards Linshui Pavilion, "Bring me here."

"Yes."

The maids filed first to the Linshui Pavilion to place them.

After packing up, Li Chen also carried him to the door of Linshui Pavilion.

Fangquan has been filled with water, depending on the temperature, a maid stands at each corner and sprinkles seasonal petals into it.

Li Chen tested the temperature of the water, and walked into the square pool with the person in his arms.

The whole body was wrapped in warm water, Song Chunjing frowned, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

He traveled all night and worked for a long time. He was extremely tired, and his eyes were surrounded by pink eyeliner, which was bright red.

"Go to sleep," Li Chen patted him comfortingly, "I'll wash you up and carry you back to bed."

Song Chunjing closed his eyes and opened them again in a daze. When he came back, he walked along the road, thought many words upside down many times, and kept them in his mind, waiting to talk to him when he came back.

But he is too tired right now, he can't take it physically after traveling day and night, and he can't even take it mentally after a big battle.

Li Chen stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, with an uncontrollable gentleness in his tone, "Rest first."

The big hands easily covered the upper half of the face, and Song Chunjing looked at the man's sharp eyes and handsome nose bridge through the gaps between his hands.

When Song Chunjing blinked, Li Chen felt his palms itch from the eyelashes, so he let go.

Before the shadow cast on his face was completely removed, Song Chunjing stared at him, and suddenly said solemnly and seriously, "I'm sorry."

Li Chen was taken aback: "?"

Song Chunjing thought in his heart: About Shen Huan, I almost splashed dirty water on you, I'm sorry.

Also, I apologize for my distrust, Li Chen, I'm sorry.

"We've been apart for more than ten days, and I miss you very much," Song Chunjing said.

Li Chen didn't know when he took the blame, nor did he know when the blame was gone.

Hearing Song Chunjing say this, he immediately panicked, staring at him like a formidable enemy, "What's wrong?" He asked nervously, "What are you sorry for?"

Song Chunjing looked at his ignorant alertness, lowered his thin eyelids and smiled lightly.

Li Chen panicked even more, "...what are you going to do?"

Song Chunjing closed his eyes, with a relaxed smile on his face, "I'm so tired, let's rest first."

"Wait a minute," Li Chen fell asleep, splashing a few drops on his face, "Let's be clear first, what are you going to do to apologize to me?"

Song Chunjing just closed his eyes and meditated.

Li Chen twisted and asked, "Say it!"

Song Chunjing let out an "ah" and itched to hide aside.

"Don't say it." Li Chen nodded his head, touching his cheek with the tip of his tongue, "Okay, I appreciate your hard-talking..."

"Wait," Song Chunjing helplessly stopped his outstretched hand, and waved his hand with a smile: "Stop, I said I said..."

"I don't want to hear it anymore," Li Chen raised the corners of his lips maliciously, smiled, pinned him by the waist, and pushed him against the pool, lowering his voice, "You better stop talking..."

The kitchen of the East Palace cooked a delicious breakfast full of tables, but it was useless.

Because it's almost noon, it's time for lunch.

Lunch should be full of color and taste, which is different from the delicate method of breakfast, so we can only have another table.

Fortunately, the chef has estimated the time and started to prepare in advance.

The two sat in the Linshui Pavilion, just in time for the food to be cooked, just in time.

While waiting for the table to be served, Li Chen sat across from him, seemingly unintentionally, and asked, "Is it cool?"

Song Chunjing's legs were sore and numb, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he frowned and stared at him.

There are two words on the whole face: unhappy.

"To be honest," Li Chen picked up a small porcelain bowl the size of a palm, held it in his hand, and filled him with a bowl of soup, "It must be good, you just pinched my waist, the imperial doctor deserves to use his hands often, the hands are too strong .”

He glanced at his waist.

Song Chunjing watched his movements, frowned slightly, and said: "When the emperor rose up, the Yangguan acupoint was slightly convex, and it was hotter than ordinary people. It should be due to the heat. I will prescribe a medicine tomorrow. Remember to drink more water."

Li Chen paused: "?"

Song Chunjing stretched out his hand, and tapped the midline of his lumbar spine, about the position of the fourth joint, "Here, the Yangguan point is in charge of andrological diseases such as lower limb flaccidity and paralysis."

Li Chen: "..."

Holding the soup bowl, Li Chen opened his mouth in shock, but he didn't know what to say, and looked at him intently.

Song Chunjing: "?"

The soup bowl was nestled in the hand, and the white waves inside were rippling, the color was as pure as milk.

It is a bowl of fish soup. First, clean the finger-long green-headed small fish, remove the head and tail, then add several seasoning ingredients and fry until half-cooked. After removing the fish skin, put it in a casserole for stewing.

After simmering on low heat for half a day, the fish meat was rotten in the soup, and two thick bowls came out, as beautiful as white jade.

Song Chunjing had been hungry for a whole day, and after taking a look at it, he moved his index finger, reached out to take it, and brought it to his mouth to taste.

Not a hint of fishy smell.

The thick broth fills the mouth, soft, soft and fragrant, with a hint of sweetness.

He drank a few more sips, and after drinking the hot soup, his complexion looked better.

"It seems that Imperial Physician Song is still not tired," Li Chen said while waiting for him to put down the bowl, staring at him.

"No," Song Chunjing looked at him warily, "I'm tired, but caring about the emperor's dragon body is what I blame, so I dare not be careless."

His mouth, on and off the bed, is always so clever that it makes one's teeth itch.

"Sharp teeth, right?" Li Chen wanted to get up, but Song Chunjing quickly waved his hand, pointed at the table and said, "No more, I'm very tired."

Li Chen looked at him.

"The emperor's dragon is healthy and there is nothing wrong with it." Song Chunjing looked at him and said sincerely.

Li Chen didn't comment, Song Chunjing smiled slightly as if begging for mercy.

There are delicacies of mountains and seas in the middle, and each other's figure is reflected in the two pairs of eyes.

Li Chen narrowed his eyes.