Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

Chapter 306 Farewell

"Master, are you really going to Mulan Paddock? Those matters can be handled by other officials. The winds on the grassland are strong, and you will be gone for three months. I am really worried."

At night, with candlelight flickering, Tian Yuner lay in Yongqi's arms, speaking with some concern.

She only found out about Yongqi's leg injury when he returned to Beijing from the Old Summer Palace. She had been taking care of him in the mansion all along. She was really worried that he would overwork himself and it would hinder his recovery.

"How could I disobey the Emperor's orders? Don't worry, I'm fine. When I return from the autumn hunt, I'll hunt a few fire foxes for your cloak, and a few cloud foxes too. I still owe Jingxuan a cloud fox pelt..."

Yongqi pinched Tian Yuner's face, sniffed the faint fragrance on her body, and spoke with a little tenderness.

Looking at her, Yongqi felt a little melancholy.

"Then you must take care of yourself..."

"Master, why are you so quiet?"

Seeing Yongqi in a daze, Tian Yuner called out.

Hearing the sound, Yongqi hugged her, with her appearance in his eyes.

He felt a little melancholy, and suddenly said seriously: "Yun'er, give me a child, please? When we have a child, you will have a companion in this mansion..."

He was very envious of his father, the emperor, for having a child like Yongyan by his side. Since the fire that night, he had become even more eager to have a child.

When Tian Yuner heard him say this, her eyes became sore and she almost shed tears.

She was born with a disease and would not live long. It was a blessing that she was able to survive until now. How could she ask for more?

"Why are you suddenly talking about this?"

She dodged Yongqi's fiery gaze, feeling a deep bitterness in her heart.

"Look at the Emperor, you have children and grandchildren all around you, and you live a very happy life. If we have children, whether they are boys or girls, they are all good. When I am not at home, they can accompany you. The wives are all kind and will not make things difficult for you or the children..."

"Okay, since you want to have children, then once your leg injury is healed, I will give birth to as many children as you want."

Seeing Yongqi's hopeful look, Tian Yuner couldn't bear to break it.

Just live well now, who knows if you can survive till the future.

Her heart disease had been coming back more and more frequently in the past few days, so she often made clothes for Yongqi.

She had already made many sets of clothes for spring, summer, autumn and winter. She wanted to make all the clothes he would wear in the future while she was still alive.

Even if she is gone in the future, he will always remember her kindness when he wears the clothes she made.

"Yun'er, you will definitely stay by my side, right?"

"Don't worry, wherever the master goes, I will follow him."

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The three days passed quickly. Before leaving, the emperor specifically ordered Bao Yuanpan to treat Yongqi and sent two other imperial doctors to accompany him.

Seeing Doctor Bao taking Yongqi's pulse with a serious expression, Yongqi also became nervous.

"Judge, am I okay?"

"Your Majesty, let me see your injuries."

Doctor Bao sighed and let go of his hand, wanting to see his leg injury with his own eyes.

Yongqi naturally agreed.

But when the clothes were opened, Doctor Bao's face became even gloomier.

Many parts of the wound had begun to fester, and there was a hint of rotten flesh, and the smell was not pleasant.

This osteomyelitis, commonly known as osteomyelitis, is an inflammation of the wound. In modern times, with good disinfectants and a clean medical environment, the probability of cure is very high. However, in ancient times, the medical environment was poor, and there was no good disinfection method, so the probability of cure was almost negligible.

"Your Highness's wound is badly rotten. We need to remove the rotting flesh and reapply medicine. I will heal you shortly and then return to the Old Summer Palace to report to the Emperor. You will not be able to go on this autumn hunt again."

If he insists on going, there will be no way to change his fate.

Hearing him say this, Yongqi's face turned pale.

However, the autumn hunt has always been the sacrificial ceremony that the emperors of the Qing Dynasty valued most. He cannot give up and disappoint his father's expectations.

Yongqi made up his mind that he had to go on the autumn hunt no matter what.

"President Bao, I have to go. I know my own health. Please treat me well and don't tell the Emperor about this."

"Your Majesty, human life is at stake!"

Seeing Yongqi so stubborn, Doctor Bao said helplessly.

"Nothing. This time, I have to go hunting on behalf of the Emperor. I can't put off such a big thing because of these minor injuries. Bao Yuanpan, please help me keep it a secret. I have to go."

Seeing Yongqi's earnest eyes, Doctor Bao had no choice but to agree.

"Then Your Majesty, remember to take medicine every day when you get there. Remember not to work hard, and be especially careful when riding a horse. It's best not to ride at all."

He insisted on doing so. As a doctor, he had done everything he could. What his future would be like would depend on himself.

"Thank you, Judge Bao."

Remove the rotten flesh and reapply medicine.

It seems simple, but it is actually extremely torturous.

Yongqi's injuries made Doctor Bao afraid to use Ma Fei San indiscriminately. His leg wound covered most of his calf. A small dose would have no effect at all, and a large dose would affect wound healing.

Doctor Bao frowned, his expression solemn. He held a sharp knife and a piece of polished bamboo in his hands. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and the young medical officer beside him kept wiping them off.

He carefully brought the knife closer and cut away the necrotic tissue bit by bit. After each piece was cut, he gently scraped off the remaining tissue with a bamboo stick.

Yongqi lay flat on the bed, his hands tightly clutching a handkerchief, biting it between his teeth. His eyes were tightly closed, and as Doctor Bao moved, his body trembled continuously, veins bulging on his forehead, and sweat soaked his clothes.

Half an hour later, the debridement process was finally completed. Doctor Bao stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. His back was already soaked with sweat, and he looked like he had been pulled out of the water.

Yongqi slowly released the handkerchief from his mouth, which was covered with deep bite marks. He spread out his palm, revealing that his once round nails had dug into the flesh of his palm, leaving several deep, bloody crescent-shaped marks on the palm.

"If the wound doesn't heal well, we'll have to remove the rotten flesh again. Your Highness, you must be very careful on this trip."

After finally finishing the job, Doctor Bao couldn't help but give a reminder.

Scraping flesh to heal wounds is extremely painful. As a doctor, he still hopes that Yongqi can take care of his body.

"Yes, thank you for the reminder." Yongqi responded with a relaxed tone.

After re-applying medicine to the wound and bidding farewell to Doctor Bao, Yongqi limped to Hailan's courtyard.

If he's gone for three months, he has to tell his mother.

"Your son greets you, mother."

"Hurry up and get up, Yongqi. Your legs are not good. Why did you come here suddenly?"

Seeing that it was Yongqi, Hailan quickly helped him up.

"I'm going to Mulan Paddock to prepare for the Autumn Hunt. I won't be back for three months. I came to tell you, Mother, so you won't worry."