Hearing this, Liu Zhiyuan immediately stopped, "Absolutely not, how can the things used by the saint be so sloppy?" Who is responsible in case something happens? ”

Otherwise, why did he work for two hours to give away all those good quality utensils to others, and not to eliminate the trouble as much as possible.

If it is in the palace, if there is a problem, it can be pushed to others, and now no one is responsible for it, so it can only minimize the utensils and avoid all kinds of accidents.

"Also," Qi Yong reacted, "The things used by the saints are indeed sloppy." ”

"It's okay, don't bother," Ji Xuan shook her head, "I don't have anything to stand it. ”

In the face of life and death, these are not worth mentioning at all.

As long as he can survive, as an emperor, how can he enjoy it?

"The conditions are simple, and the grievances are sage," Liu Zhiyuan was a little weak-hearted, "After the sage recovers his body and returns to the palace, he can do whatever he wants." ”

"Hmm!"

"By the way," Qi Yong suddenly thought of something, "Where is the cook?" Why didn't I find the Chef? ”

Hearing this, Liu Zhiyuan wiped his nose embarrassedly, "Father-in-law Qi, you can't afford to hire a cook." ”

"What about eating?" Qi Yong's eyes widened, "You can't let the miscellaneous family do it, right?" ”

"Father-in-law can cook?" Liu Zhiyuan was secretly happy in his heart, "Don't hide it from my father-in-law, it was Yuzhu's child who cooked before, for fear of disturbing the purity of the saint, so I went to the Huang family in the morning, Xia Guan and Master are not good at this, if you don't believe it, there should be still food left in the pot, you can go and see." ”

Qi Yong didn't believe these nonsense at all.

looked at Liu Zhiyuan suspiciously for a long time before snorting coldly, "Don't let the miscellaneous family know that you are lying!" ”

As he spoke, he really opened the pot and was dumbfounded.

Is this black thing sticking to the pot really rice? Let's not eat the pigs.

Looking at Qi Yong, who came back with a black face, Liu Zhiyuan was secretly refreshed, "Father-in-law Qi, is the lower official a lie?" ”

"That's what you eat on weekdays?" Qi Yong looked at Liu Zhiyuan in surprise, "I didn't get sick, Lord Liu's medical skills are really superb." ”

Of course not!

Although Yuzhu's craftsmanship is a little worse, he can still get it cooked, not to mention that most of them are rubbing the Huang family's rice, as for the pot, it was the supper he made for himself yesterday.

However, such a beautiful misunderstanding should be allowed to continue.

Qi Yong, a dead eunuch, can actually cook, which is really surprising.

It's good in this way, it's better for someone to cook than to toss around blindly, and you can also summon the eunuch to death, which is really beautiful.

"Father-in-law Qi has won the award," Liu Zhiyuan rarely put down the shelf, "You serve the saint, and you have worked hard." ”

"It's not good to talk about it," Qi Yong's face appeared complacent, and then became sad, "The miscellaneous family is already old, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the saint for a few years, don't talk about this, the miscellaneous family will cook some porridge for the saint to nourish his stomach." ”

"Hard work Father-in-law Qi."

"The work should not be hard."

After Dr. Gu prepared the things, he brought them over to see Ji Xuan, "The grass people see the saint." ”

"Excuse me," Ji Xuan asked, "Gu Qing, when will we start?" ”

"The medicinal bath has been prepared, please move to the Holy Lord, add nourishing and blood-invigorating medicinal materials to it, the process is like insects and ants devouring bones, and forget the Saint's patience."

"It's okay, I can hold back, Gu Qing will lead the way," he said, turning his head and shouting, "Qi Yong, come and serve." ”

"Here we are." Qi Yong hurriedly filled the fire and trotted over.

"Wait a while to go in," Doctor Gu instructed seriously, "no matter how uncomfortable the saint is, you must press him not to let him come out, a towel is prepared next to the bathtub, if you can't help it, let the saint bite it, the first pain is a little biter, and then you can get used to it." ”

Hearing what Doctor Gu said, Qi Yong was frightened and asked nervously, "Doctor Gu, will the Holy One be in danger?" ”

"No," Doctor Gu said firmly, "This prescription was decided by the old man after more than a year of consideration, and he tried it himself, but at most he would only suffer a slight injury." ”

"Will it still hurt?" Qi Yong covered his mouth exaggeratedly, "How can that work!" ”

"Qi Yong, don't make trouble," Ji Xuan shook his head, "If Gu Qing can't avoid it, no one else in the world can avoid it!" ”

"Thank you for your compassion," Doctor Gu arched his hand, "please take a bath." ”

"Hmm!"

When Ji Xuan entered the room, he saw that the bathtub was filled with brown hot water, which was only a little lighter than the medicine he usually drank, and the whole room was filled with the bitterness of herbs.

Without hesitation, I took off my clothes and sat in the tub.

The tub is a bit narrow, but it's deep, and if you sit down just to your chin, you'll choke on water if you lower your head slightly.

"Master," Qi Yong frowned, "Do you have the feeling that Doctor Gu said?" ”

"No ......" Before the word could be spoken, Ji Xuan's face changed greatly.

He felt the discomfort of ants eating bones, wave after wave, like a raging wave, with no end in sight.

Itchy with pain, pain with numbness, and a faint feeling of blood vessel rupture.

In just a moment, Ji Xuan couldn't help but snort softly, and then, dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Master," Qi Yong hurriedly came over to wipe his sweat, "You bear with it first, the slave and maid call Doctor Gu to come over and see if there is any way to alleviate it." ”

Just looking at it, he felt scared, let alone the master who was in it.

"Don't go, I'll be able to bear it!"

He is the emperor of the Great Zhou, the heaven of the Great Zhou, he must not be defeated by this pain, no matter when, he must maintain the demeanor of the emperor.

After speaking, his lips were closed, his waist straightened, and he sat straight in the water.

Seeing this, Qi Yong became more and more worried, he was afraid that his master would hold on.

didn't dare to leave the bathroom, and was afraid that shouting loudly would disturb Ji Xuan, who was struggling to persevere, and the whole person walked back and forth uneasily.

Just then, the door creaked open.

Seeing Liu Zhiyuan coming with a tray, Qi Yong was a little disappointed, "Why are you, the ancient imperial doctor?" ”

"My master is preparing other medicines, and the officials are coming to give His Majesty an injection."

Hearing this, Qi Yong's face was overjoyed, "Maybe it alleviates the suffering of the saints?" ”

"No," Liu Zhiyuan explained, "It's like this, there's no way to avoid it, and Bian Que can't live again." ”

"Then why did you apply the needle?"

"The Holy Head is not soaked in it, and it must be assisted by needles."

After saying this, Liu Zhiyuan no longer paid attention to Qi Yong and used alcohol to disinfect the silver needle.

Shaoqing, turned his head and instructed, "You hold the head of the saint and don't let him move, otherwise it will be difficult to get a needle." ”

These needles are originally intended to promote blood circulation and stasis, which will definitely aggravate the pain.

There are so many dead points on the top of the head, no matter how stable the hand is, when the patient misses if he does not cooperate, he must take precautions.

In Liu Zhiyuan's heart, he didn't believe much in Ji Xuan's endurance.

After all, the taste of this medicinal bath is only known to those who have experienced it, and how painful it is.

And you have to endure it for a whole hour, and the tormented one, tsk......

Anyway, after soaking it once, even if he knew that the benefits were huge, he didn't want to experience it again.