"Hurry up, if you don't hurry up, Lone is really going to bleed to death!" Chen Qian turned around and knelt down, closing his eyes tiredly.

"But I, I really can't ......" Ling Xi's fingers twitched: "I, I've just seen it, I haven't really moved it." ”

"Just look at it, do it twice more, come on!" Chen Qianzhi skillfully bit a piece of soft cloth and muffled: "Come!" ”

The wound on his back was bleeding more because of the movement.

Ling Xi couldn't do anything, so he forced himself to calm down: "First, what are you going to do first?" Yes, disinfect...... Disinfection ......"

She picked up the alcohol and was about to pour it on the wound, but Tatsu Qianzhen quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Do you want to hurt me?!"

This thing, like liquor, can hurt people alive if it is poured directly on the wound.

"So, what then? Isn't this wound sterilized? Ling Xi stood there helplessly with alcohol.

"Those things are sterilized, and the wound is gone, come on!" Chen Qianzhi looked at her with a little more disgust: "Why are you inferior to me!?" ”

Ling Xi didn't have the heart to argue with him.

Looking at the hemostat and the scient-needle, I clumsily changed several positions back and forth, and finally picked it up.

Threading the needle and thread, looking at the hideous wound, she did a long time of psychological construction, and finally endured the trembling heart, used the curved needle through the flesh, pulled out the sutures, clumsily tied a knot, and moved left and right to cut it.

"It's not bad, it's much better than I imagined...... Chen Qianzhi turned around and lay down, closed his eyes, and said weakly: "I think when Ah Weng treated my wound for the first time, his hands trembled and he didn't have the strength, and he stabbed several holes before he stitched a stitch." ”

"I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run," Ling Xi's hand was much steadied when he went down for the second injection: "My father is the chief surgeon of surgery, a famous knife, I have played this since I was a child, but I didn't study ......medicine when I grew up."

She suddenly looked at the tyrant and wondered, "Aren't you born again?" How can there still be these things? ”

"These things are not mine, they belong to my master, his name is Li Dao." Chen Qian turned over the curved plate, and there was a "knife" seal on the outside of the curved plate.

Li Dao?

Ling Xi's mind was shocked, and he thought thoughtfully: "The former head of the inner house? ”

"You know him?"

"I don't know much, I just know that he is your personal manager, and he used to be ...... Great eunuch! ”

In the original text, the name Li Dao appears only once, that is, when introducing the past life of the tyrant, it is mentioned once.

It is only said that this person's life history is a mystery, he was born as a eunuch, and later became the mentor of the tyrant after self-education.

However, in the original text, this person did not end well.

In the end, it seems that he died in a palace mutiny.

"The first person I met after I was reborn was Li Dao, who was the head of Ouchi at that time, and it was he who taught me the poem of the White Horse Chapter, so that I could attract the attention of my father at the palace banquet, so as to become the future prince and the current emperor......"

It can be said that without Li Dao, there would be no other twists and turns.

"At the beginning, I felt that he was different from other eunuchs, there was always an indescribable compassion in him, and later, I knew that he came from another world, which was completely different from our world."

After being reborn, Chen Qianzhu respected Li Dao as a teacher, and his knowledge, poetry, and martial arts all came from the inheritance of Li Dao.

"Seriously, although I have always respected him, I don't fully believe in him coming from another world, until I met you, I knew that you were from the same place."

Sure enough, everything was as he guessed, Ling Xi and Li Dao had an original similarity.

"It's just, you're talking about wearing books...... What is the meaning? Chen Qian turned his head, puzzled: "Li Dao has never said the word "wearing books", what is it?" ”

Ling Xi was dumbfounded by the question.

How do you explain this?

[I can't tell him that wearing a book is wearing a book, everyone is a paper person, right!? 】

Chen Qianzhi couldn't help frowning: - Paper man? What is a paper man?

[Forget it, I'll not say it! ] 】

[If he knows that he is just a supporting role in a book, an insignificant stepping stone, he will definitely not be able to stand it! ] 】

[Eh! Let him take the reborn golden finger and live happily! 】

【……】

After thinking about it, Ling Xi stammered an explanation.

"This wearing a book is a saying, similar to your rebirth, well, Li Dao is wearing books, and so am I...... Well, it doesn't matter,"

“……”

Chen Qianzhi didn't listen to her explanation, but was thinking about Ling Xi's little composition in his heart.

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What does she mean by saying that I'm just a character in a book?

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How so? -

I have feelings, I will be sad, I will be happy, I will hurt when I am hurt, I have a tragic death in my past life and a life that I have struggled for more than ten years......

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How could I be a paper man? -

How could I be just a fictional character?!!

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……

In Chen Qianzhi's memory, every day he lived was real, every killing, every escape from death after a coup d'état, was real.

Why did someone else's sentence "paper man" take his life lightly?

After Ling Xi stitched up all the wounds, he also regained the feeling of playing games when he was a child and being a doctor at home, and carefully and delicately bandaged his wounds.

"Okay, the wound is treated, but you still have to pay attention, you can't get infected and suppurated, then it's troublesome......" Ling Xi thought of something: "By the way, didn't Li Dao leave you any special medicine?" ”

Chen Qianzhi struggled and said: "In the small library!" ”

The reason why no one has been allowed to enter his library is because there are too many secrets about Li Dao inside.

Gonggong An arranged twelve guards and asked them to send Chen Qianzhi into the small library, and arranged for people to guard outside openly.

"Without His Majesty's permission, no one is allowed to enter or leave except for Miss Ling."

He pointed out some special locations in the small library to Ling Xi one by one, and asked her to stay and take care of Chen Qianzhi.

"Now that Your Majesty is injured, you must recuperate, but it's still a mess outside, and now only Uncle Huang is dealing with it alone, I'm afraid I can't keep busy......"

"Who?" Ling Xi was taken aback: "Which imperial uncle?" ”

"My eldest lady, which imperial uncle can it be? Naturally, it's Your Majesty's imperial uncle......" Father-in-law An guessed what she meant, and said with a smile: "This is also what Your Majesty meant, if the eldest lady has something you don't understand, ask Your Majesty." ”

Tatsu Qianzhi was very weak, and after taking antibiotics, he lay on the soft couch, with his back exposed, his eyes closed, and fell asleep groggyly.

Ling Xi didn't bother him.

I found a thin feather quilt, covered him, and observed the small library.

It's a messy mess of things, piled up with toys and scrapped things from the tyrant's childhood to adulthood.

And in the special place designated by Grandpa An, Ling Xi found a worn-out diary.

The diary is written in English.

Looking at the old color and handwriting, she guessed that it should be something from Li Dao.

(End of chapter)