The fourth master also comforted Nian Gengyao, telling him to take good care of his injuries and come to him if anything could not be done.

I’m also angry at how I got such a disease, and I don’t know how to take good care of it!

Nian Gengyao didn't say anything, and his heart was about to bleed.

It’s all you who harmed me, it’s all your fault! What other sarcastic words are you talking about?

But now it's too late to say anything.

Nian Gengyao entered the palace.

When Kangxi saw Nian Gengyao, he allowed him to recover from his illness. In fact, if he was a civil servant, he could be raised and used again, but if a military general became so ill, he was basically useless.

He also lamented that people can't get sick no matter what. Although Yu He sacrificed his life for him, as time went by, he still felt that he was unable to do what he wanted.

It's just that his vitality was strengthened at that time, so that he could resist for a few more days. Now he is supported by medicine every day, and his meals no longer require hundreds or dozens of meals, they are all medicine.

Fortunately, the medicinal food is also very delicious. He can eat more of what he likes. Unlike before, the same three bites can satisfy his craving.

When people get older, the things they pursue are really different from when they were young.

He just likes to eat something delicious and smooth, and he has been doing it all his life. Now that he is old, he can't do many things he wants to do, so he can eat as much as he can, so as not to leave any regrets in his life.

Kangxi said a few words to Nian Gengyao and then waved him away. This was like a dead skeleton, which was disgusting to look at. People who were sick should not look at this.

When Nian Gengyao left, he glanced at Little Fugua who was practicing calligraphy.

The young boy Xiu Yi's handwriting resembles that of the Emperor, and it was obviously taught by the Emperor himself.

Nian Gengyao smiled lowly and walked out, thinking that this might be his last chance to enter the Heart Cultivation Palace in his life.

No matter what kind of big shot Nian Gengyao was, Yangxin Palace would never remember who had been there before.

Once the floor is mopped, everything starts over again. No one is irreplaceable. For Yangxin Palace, even Emperor Kangxi can be replaced.

Kangxi asked: "Have you seen that person?"

"When you return to Huang Mafa, Little Fugua will see it."

"Tell me what you think."

"If we return to Huangmafa, Nian Gengyao will be useless."

"Oh, except this?"

Little Fugua frowned: "If you go back to Emperor Mafa, you don't need to pay much attention to a useless person. Although he is alive, in my eyes, he no longer exists."

Emperor Kangxi liked Xiao Fugua's speaking style very much. He was stable and calm, but also had a style of speaking without being shocking.

"You have never thought about how a great general in his prime became like this."

Little Fugua said: "He was poisoned."

Emperor Kangxi was slightly surprised: "What did you say?"

"If we go back to Huangmafa, he is not sick, but poisoned. He has obvious symptoms of poisoning. Huangmafa will send an imperial doctor to check and find out." Xiao Fugua was very confident.

Because all the brothers have medicine as a subject and learn some simple introductions to medicine, Xu Dachun must be Xiao Fugua's teacher.

The things Xu Dachun teaches are very partial. They look at problems from different angles, but they are more direct and simple.

Kangxi was silent for a moment and gave orders to Liang Jiugong. Liang Jiugong went to call the imperial doctor to diagnose Nian Gengyao.

Nian Gengyao felt a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!