9, Chongxi Day 9
Having been bedridden for more than a month, Li Fengqi was well aware of the poison in his body. It was inevitable to be injured and poisoned when marching and fighting. He was also quite accomplished in medical skills. Although he could not detoxify, he could fight poison with poison, but there was nothing he could do.
He was poisoned with cold and yin. After the poisoning, his muscles and veins were sluggish and blocked, making it difficult for him to have good luck. His internal organs were often as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and suffered. At the moment, he was only unable to move because of the blockage of his muscles and veins. If it lasted longer, his
The internal organs are eroded by poison and will gradually become necrotic. In the end, there is only death.
The medicinal materials he asked Wu Geng to prepare were all extremely hot medicinal materials. Extreme heat is used to combat extreme cold. Some of them are used to soak the body, and some are boiled into medicine and taken internally. This way, the toxicity can be gradually suppressed from the inside out.
After nightfall, he took the medicine and soaked it in the liquid.
The medicinal materials are hot in nature and have great potency. The decoction taken internally takes effect very quickly under the stimulation of external medicinal liquid, colliding with the toxicity in his body.
The two powerful medicinal powers collided in his body. Li Fengqi felt like he was in an iceberg and a sea of fire. He felt like his muscles and veins were about to burst due to the heat and cold.
The pain was intense and long, and he was holding on with all his willpower. His hand resting on the wall of the barrel twitched in pain. His originally unconscious hand left deep scratches on the edge of the barrel under the severe pain.
mark.
Even so, he still clenched his teeth tightly without making any sound. Bright red blood snaked down from the corners of his mouth and dripped into the brown liquid.
When Ye Yunting woke up, he saw this scene.
His heart was slightly shaken, and when he saw that the corner of Li Fengqi's mouth was still bleeding, he quickly found a piece of handkerchief, rolled it up, and handed it to his mouth: "Bite the handkerchief."
Li Fengqi struggled to open his eyes, and saw him looking at her with a worried look on his face. His clenched teeth relaxed, and he managed a smile: "Many...thank you."
"Suck it well, don't bite your tongue." Ye Yunting didn't say much to him, and put the rolled up handkerchief in his mouth to prevent him from biting himself when he was in extreme pain.
Li Fengqi bit the handkerchief, extremely exhausted, but still managed not to close his eyes. His aimless eyes moved to the young man in front of him, watching him try to think of other things to distract his attention.
Ye Yunting still stood over him, staring at his right hand.
Li Fengqi turned around in a daze and realized that his right hand was also injured - he had grabbed it too hard before, and his nails had scratched the smooth barrel wall, and the wooden thorns that had been turned upside down were pierced into his fingernails.
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They say that fingers connect to the heart, but maybe it was because his body was in so much pain that he didn't notice it.
"Your hand needs to be treated later." Ye Yunting looked at the injury on his hand and couldn't imagine what kind of pain it must have been to make him completely ignore the pain in his fingers and heart, and even hurt his hand.
Not even aware of it.
He stretched out his hand to hold Li Fengqi's right hand tightly and said, "If it hurts, just grab me."
Li Fengqi looked at him intently, only to feel that his hot hands were wrapped by a pair of soft, slightly cool palms. His body was too hot, and the heat rushed through him, making him extremely greedy for this slight touch of coolness. He grabbed the young man's hand with his backhand and shook it vigorously.
Tight, like a traveler thirsty for water, desperately trying to absorb this little coolness.
His hand was too strong, and Ye Yunting's grip was painful, but he refrained from struggling.
He gently raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat on the man's cheek, and said warmly: "Just get over it and you'll be fine."
Li Fengqi looked at him and thought to himself: Just get over it.
This little pain can't break him.
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It wasn't until the liquid cooled down that Li Fengqi came out of the bucket.
He didn't know how much he had sweated. His long hair seemed to have been washed, and his messy hair was dripping wetly on the side of his face, making him less sharp and more fragile.
Ye Yunting took him out of the water, and when he saw his pale and fragile side face, he felt his heart twitch again.
He himself is a person who is very afraid of pain, and he doesn't even want to see others suffering. Now seeing Li Fengqi's collapsed appearance, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Just after soaking the liquid, Li Fengqi was at his weakest. He helped the person sit on a chair, helped him take off his soaked underwear, wiped the person dry and wrapped him with a cloth, and then took him back to the bed.
The room was still filled with a strong and pungent smell of medicinal herbs. He helped Li Fengqi pick out the wooden thorns from the nails and bandaged them with medicine before opening the windows for ventilation.
After doing these things, he himself was sweating from exhaustion. When the cool night breeze blew, he couldn't help but sneeze. At this moment, he finally remembered that he was also a patient, and hurriedly looked for his coat.
After putting it on, he slowly went outside to look for Ji Lian.
Ji Lian looked outside.
He heard the sound of the door opening and closing in the inner room, and he guessed that Li Fengqi had finished taking a medicinal bath. He was about to get up and go to the inner room to take a look, but he saw his young master first.
He subconsciously wanted to mutter a few words, but when he saw that Ye Yunting was wrapped in a thick robe, he swallowed the words he muttered again, poked his head and asked: "Have you finished soaking, Your Majesty?"
"Yes." Ye Yunting asked him to dispose of the liquid so as not to be discovered during the day.
When Ji Lian heard this, he said "Hey" and said, "I'll pour the water." Before leaving the house, he remembered it and said, "I still have the fire on the stove, young master, do you want to wipe yourself?"
Ye Yunting had been sweating all day and night, and soon after he woke up during the day, he fell into a fever and fell asleep. Now his whole body was indeed sticky and uncomfortable, so he nodded after hearing this.
Ji Lian finished handling the liquid and came back with a bucket of hot water.
After Ye Yunting finished wiping himself, he remembered that Li Fengqi had sweat all over his face just now, so he took a basin of water to the inner room and prepared to wipe his face too.
Finally, when I opened the door, I saw an arm with smooth texture protruding from the tent. Perhaps it had been too long since it had not seen the sun, and the hand was so white that it was sickly, and even the blue veins on it were clearly visible.
The hand first fumbled to push up the hanging curtain, and then tried to support the edge of the bed, raising half of the body.
"Your Majesty?" Ye Yunting's hand trembled and he almost dropped a basin of hot water. He barely managed to grab the copper basin and strode to the bedside with some arrogance. He looked at the panting man who was half leaning on the bedside: "Unexpectedly
Is it really useful?"
There was great joy in his eyes, and even his lowered voice was trembling. He seemed even more excited than Li Fengqi.
Li Fengqi looked at him sideways, curled his lips and smiled: "We won the bet, this method is effective."
"As long as it works." Ye Yunting put down the water, walked a few steps in the room to calm down his excitement, walked around twice, and couldn't help but approach Li Fengqi, looking forward to it: "How long will it take for the prince to be completely detoxified?"
He was so excited that he didn't notice that he was so close to Li Fengqi. His face was less than two fists away from Li Fengqi. At such a close distance, those clean eyes full of joy and joy went straight into Li Fengqi's eyes.
His eyes were completely drawn.
Li Fengqi looked at him steadily, his eyes lingering from his eyebrows to his earlobe, and noticed that there was a small red mole on his left earlobe, like a cinnabar dot, dotted on the white and plump earlobe, which was bright red.
He suddenly realized that the eldest son of the Duke of Qi was not only smart and decisive, but also had a gorgeous face.
"It can't be completely detoxified yet." After a moment of daze, Li Fengqi coughed lightly, restrained his wandering thoughts, and answered Ye Yunting's question seriously. Probably because he was afraid that he would be disappointed, he paused after finishing speaking and added:
"But it doesn't affect our plan. After I adjust the dosage and soak the liquid three more times, we can proceed to the next step."
Ye Yunting nodded repeatedly: "Of course I believe in the prince."
He looked determined and answered without hesitation.
Li Fengqi raised his eyebrows and looked at him with something unclear in his eyes: "Why do you trust me so much?"
Of course it's because I've been reborn and know that you will fight back and become emperor.
But this cannot be said,
Ye Yunting blinked, looked at him innocently, and said the standard answer he had already prepared: "I and the prince's assistant are dependent on each other. If I don't trust you, who can I trust?"
When Li Fengqi heard this, his eyebrows stretched, his raised phoenix eyes revealed a slight smile, and he solemnly said: "Then I will not let you down."
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The liquid medicine had taken effect, and Li Fengqi's hands could move freely. Ye Yunting handed him the wrung-out handkerchief, and after he finished wiping his face, he put out the candle and prepared to rest.
He took off his outer robe, shoes and socks, then climbed into the bed in a natural manner, shook off the quilt and prepared to sleep.
Li Fengqi looked at his series of skillful movements, his brows twitched, he pursed his lips and said nothing.
The deeper the night is, the better time to sleep.
Ye Yunting fell asleep quickly next to him. His face was calm and his breathing was shallow. But he seemed to be a little cold. Half of his face was retracted into the quilt. On the half of his face exposed, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned.
I was also chilled in my dream.
Li Fengqi soaked the medicinal liquid, and the medicinal power in his body was still slowly dissipating. He was so burned that he couldn't even close his eyes.
He turned his face sideways and stared at Ye Yunting boredly.
Ye Yunting was really well-born. No wonder so many noble girls in the capital city wanted to be his wife regardless of their family background. Before, he was in so much pain that he had no intention of paying attention to anything else. Now that he has found a way to suppress it, his worries are lessened, and he finally
He separated his mind and took a good look at his nominal princess.
The peach blossoms wake up to nature, and the stars sleep in the river. The wind and the moon are all condensed between the eyebrows of the mountains and the eyes of the sea.
There is nothing about Ye Yunting's body that is not exquisite and natural.
Li Fengqi is in a high position and has seen many beauties. He still has to admit that Ye Yunting is better. There is no one like him. He is so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye, like polished mutton-fat white jade, transparent and warm. He can
People's eyes are firmly attracted and stared at in all kinds of ways.
Even those with a tough mind like Li Fengqi are not exempt from vulgarity.
He looked at the person for a while, then came back to his senses and narrowed his eyes.
But when he stopped looking, the people around him became restless.
Ye Yunting only felt that there was no warmth at all in the quilt, and it was cold. He rolled the quilt over and over again, but he still felt cold. He curled up and frowned in his sleep, trying to find a warm place to sleep.
Chapter completed!