OBS Chapter 308: Period
Chapter 308: Period
"My son, I would like to send my regards to Emperor Ama."
"Get up."
When Yongqi raised his head, the emperor's red pen, which was used to mark the memorial, trembled involuntarily, leaving a long mark on the memorial.
"Yongqi, why have you lost so much weight?"
The emperor didn't know how to describe Yongqi in front of him.
He had lost weight, and the lines on his cheeks had become sharper, but it was a bit too abrupt. His eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the flesh on his cheeks had become a thin layer of skin hanging on his face.
Although he looked more energetic, he looked gloomy and as if shrouded in a layer of faint haze, which made people feel a little uneasy.
Even when the emperor realized something was amiss, Yongqi just smiled sheepishly.
"I've been in Mulan Hunting Ground for three months. I'm sure I've gotten a tan. I have to thank the Emperor for giving me this opportunity to gain experience. I know how difficult it was for our ancestors to conquer the Qing Dynasty."
He spoke calmly, but beads of sweat appeared on his face.
After hearing what he said, the emperor had no doubts.
The wind is strong on the grassland, and with so many things weighing on him, it is understandable that he lost weight for a while.
The emperor was quite pleased. He walked up to Yongqi, patted him on the shoulder and praised him.
"As expected of my most outstanding son, you are mature and steady. You have done an excellent job this time. I can confidently entrust important matters of state to you in the future... By the way, Yongqi, how is your leg injury? You are riding and shooting again, but your leg..."
After saying that, he sat down on the small couch beside him.
He is very delicate now. He will feel tired if he stands for a long time and does not want to move at all.
When I get old, I am not as good as when I was young.
Looking at the energetic Yongqi, the emperor sighed.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. My legs are much better now. The furs I promised to give to Yongyan and Jingxuan a few years ago have also been patched up."
Although Yongqi looked tired, there was a glint in his eyes.
After two years of confinement, finally being able to ride again was a dream come true. Compared to the boring days of recuperation, Qiu Xian's high-spirited appearance was finally a sign of life.
"In that case, you should send them off in person. They miss you so much and keep talking about you that I'm almost getting calluses on my ears..."
The emperor gradually felt sleepy, and seeing that the conversation was almost over, he raised his hand to send him away.
With the emperor's permission, Yongqi was planning to go to Yongshou Palace.
During this period, he also met Dr. Bao, the imperial physician who treated him.
Three months passed, and when Doctor Bao saw Yongqi again, his brows furrowed again and again.
After careful observation, listening, questioning and palpation, he could tell that Yongqi would not live long as soon as he saw him.
"Your Highness, you should have listened to me at the beginning." Doctor Bao frowned, looking somewhat displeased.
The accompanying imperial physician had sent him messages many times, saying that Prince Rong had forced himself to mount a horse many times despite his leg injury. In just three months, they had scraped off the dead flesh for him dozens of times.
He slowly squatted down, his expression solemn but with a hint of reluctance, stretched out his slightly trembling hand, and gently lifted Yongqi's trouser leg.
As the trouser legs were rolled up little by little, the skin that should have been gradually revealed presented a shocking scene.
The festering wounds were exposed to the air without reservation, the unhealed wounds glowing a glaring pink. In some places, the wounds were so severe that the bones were visible, the white bones vaguely visible in the bloody mess. The areas with rotting flesh were even more horrific, and you could vaguely see white pus flowing...
Doctor Bao looked serious.
"I know my body well. Judge, please scrape off the rotting flesh and apply medicine to it."
Yongqi said indifferently.
Yongqi had heard such words many times, so when he heard Doctor Bao's complaints, he smiled helplessly.
He and the emperor are biological father and son, and some of their ideas coincide with each other.
It means that one would rather devote himself to the previous dynasty than live a life of mediocrity.
If I can only be a useless person, I might as well do something for Emperor Amado while I am still alive.
By the time Doctor Bao cleaned his wound and applied medicine powder, the water in the basin had already turned red with blood.
Yongqi's face was pale. Although he was tanned, anyone with a discerning eye could see the grayish color on his face.
"Your Majesty, if you continue like this, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to save you."
The patient did not follow the doctor's advice and did not take care of his own body. As a doctor, Doctor Bao was really angry.
"Thank you, Judge. Please tell me how much time I have left."
Yongqi looked at him steadily.
During his southern tour, he saw that his wound had not healed, and he began to worry.
From the moment he was diagnosed with periosteal carbuncle, he knew that he would not live long.
So choose to be unrestrained in the last moment.
Even if he fell on horseback, he would not want to die in bed like a disabled person.
The arrogance of a royal child is fully reflected in him.
Seeing him like this, Doctor Bao felt a little sorry for him, but he still tried to coax him kindly, "Your Highness, please don't say such depressing words. Winter is a good time to recover from your injuries, and maybe there will be a turn for the better."
When a person is sick, it is important that he wants to live.
If you feel deep down that you are going to die and accept your fate, it will be difficult to survive.
"Justice, please tell me the truth. I know my own body condition very well. If you don't tell me, I will ask other imperial physicians or famous doctors in the capital..."
Yongqi had a faint smile on his face, but the smile never reached his eyes, which always revealed a hint of sadness.
"If the prince continues to treat the disease well, perhaps he can still survive for another half a year..."
Doctor Bao sighed slightly, as he had selfish motives in leading him to talk for two more months.
If his injury continues like this, he won't last more than three months. Two more months, to give him a little more time, maybe he can see that glimpse of spring before he passes away.
He couldn't bring himself to say that he couldn't survive this year.
If he had listened to him at that time, he might have lived for another year or two.
"Half a year..."
When the time comes to cut off, Yongqi repeats in his mouth.
He chuckled.
Almost, just as he expected.
Half a year is enough.
It was enough for him to settle his mother, Yun'er, and see the unborn child in his mother's belly.
Fortunately, he was lucky enough to have enough time to do what he wanted to do.
"Thank you, Judge. I also ask you to keep this a secret for me. Also, is there any way to alleviate my pain so that ordinary people won't notice any abnormality?"
Yongqi looked calm and just wanted to use some means to conceal his injury so that people around him would not notice it and worry too much about him.
"This……"
"Take this bottle of medicine. It will numb the wound and stop you from feeling the pain. However, if you use it for a long time, the wound will gradually become numb and you will lose sensation. Your Majesty, please consider this matter."
Seeing that he accepted his fate, Doctor Bao had no choice but to take out a secret medicine and put it in his hand.
This medicine is not good for the wound, but it can relieve the pain.
It is perfect for using on dying people.
"Thank you, Judge. Yongqi is very grateful."