Liu Zhiheng figured out what was going on with her father, Liu Yigu, which could be regarded as settling her worries. She couldn't go to her father now anyway, and her father didn't seem to be someone who could be easily bullied, so she felt relieved, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I stood up, I heard someone push the door open, and then the voice of Doctor Feng came: "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine!"
Dr. Feng Shen walked to the inner room with the medicine. Unexpectedly, he saw Liu Zhiheng in the room, and he immediately showed a look of relief.
"Miss Liu is here. It's great. Please help me persuade the prince to take this medicine. I'll leave first."
Dr. Feng Shen put down the medicine and ran away quickly, running faster than a rabbit.
Liu Zhiheng glanced at the steaming, dark and thick-looking medicine on the table, and couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.
This medicine smells bitter.
"Your Majesty, please drink the medicine quickly."
Duan Wujiu looked languid, "I don't want to drink... I drink it five times a day, but it doesn't seem to be of any use. I can't live without this or two meals."
"Five bowls a day?"
Liu Zhiheng's face was about to twist into a ball. Wu Jiu was really a sick man and a medicine jar.
"What kind of disease requires you to take medicine like this?"
"My illness cannot be cured because my health is not good. In my early years, I was a little aggressive in order to improve my martial arts quickly. Therefore, I can easily die suddenly if I am not careful. I have to take care of myself."
"Then you'd better drink the medicine honestly. There's a dosage for this medicine. It's not okay to stop drinking it after one meal..."
Liu Zhiheng quickly brought the medicine bowl to Duan Wujiu and put it in front of Duan Wujiu.
"Drink quickly and take good care of yourself. I still have many things that I need your help with. Before I become successful and famous all over the world, please don't die suddenly."
Duan Wujiu laughed dumbly. He had never seen anyone so urging people to take care of themselves.
"Drink." Seeing Duan Wujiu not taking the medicine bowl, Liu Zhiheng quickly advised, "Drink it while it's hot. It's harder to drink it when it's cold."
"Why don't you give me a blow?"
Liu Zhiheng had never been so speechless in his life, and even suspected that he heard wrongly.
"Are you kidding me? How old are you now that you still brag?"
"I never joke." Duan Wujiu looked at Liu Zhiheng with a serious look on his face, "Girl, if you blow it, this medicine can also smell like a girl. It will only be good for my body, not bad. I will get better soon. It can also help the girl become famous and famous as soon as possible, right?"
"Is my scent that useful?"
"What did Dr. Feng say? Dr. Feng wouldn't lie to us, would he?"
"Wouldn't it be more direct if I spit in it?"
The smile on Duan Wujiu's face grew wider, he shook his head and said, "That's wrong. How can Miss Liu's saliva be called saliva? It should be called the Clear Spring of Heavenly Milk, the sweet wine from the spring, the nectar melting from the ice..."
"Shut up!"
Liu Zhiheng quickly scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew on it, fed the medicine to Duan Wujiu's mouth, and blocked his mouth.
Duan Wu Jiu smiled, opened his mouth and drank the medicine.
Liu Zhiheng blew a few more spoonfuls and fed Duan Wujiu a few mouthfuls, but after feeding him for a long time, he didn't feel that the big bowl of medicine was missing much. If he continued feeding like this, he would have to feed him until the end of the year of the monkey.
Liu Zhiheng was impatient and touched the medicine in the bowl with his lips. It was no longer hot at all. He blew on the medicine bowl and then pushed the bowl in front of Duan Wujiu.
"Just drink it. When I finish feeding you, your next bowl of medicine will come again. Drink it quickly, don't be too nervous."
Duan Wu Jiu had no choice but to hold the bowl of medicine and drink it all in one gulp. After drinking the bowl of medicine, his brows furrowed, as if he was in great pain.
Liu Zhiheng helped him put the medicine bowl on the table, and saw a small plate next to it. There were a few sweet dates in it. He didn't know how they were pickled, but they were crystal clear.
She picked one up and put it in her mouth to try it, but the date was so sweet that she spit it out and put it aside.
"Do you eat something so sweet?"
"Well, I am afraid of hardship." Duan Wujiu smiled and said, "Can you please Miss Liu to get me a sweet date?"
Liu Zhiheng took the sweet dates and handed them to Duan Wujiu, and asked, "You won't want anyone to brag about the sweet dates, right?"
"There's no need to blow, Miss Liu can spit out the one she just spit out..."
"Shh!" Liu Zhiheng stuffed the date directly into his mouth, "Don't talk, shut up, I don't want to hear it."
Duan Wu Jiu really shut up, biting the sweet date, with a faint smile in his eyes, he leaned on the soft pillow obediently, eating the sweet date slowly, without saying a word, and slightly bowed his head. With his long eyelashes, he looks like an obedient big dog
Liu Zhiheng looked at Duan Wujiu like this and suddenly felt that he looked a bit like Xuelang now.
"I heard Ziyang say...you got sick again the day before yesterday? Did you get the disease again and became a different person?"
"Um……"
"What's going on with your illness? Can it be cured?"
"It's a kind of hysteria. Doctor Feng said that if the inner demons are eliminated, it will be cured."
"What kind of hysteria is it? When you are sick, you will change into a different person for a while, sometimes like a child, and sometimes you will kill someone..."
"It's not like I changed into a different person all of a sudden. It's because my memory is easily confused. It looks like I've changed into a different person."
Liu Zhiheng was a little confused and asked doubtfully: "Why is his memory confused and he seems to be a different person?"
"If your six-year-old soul suddenly entered your current body, you would seem to be a different person, wouldn't you?"
Liu Zhiheng somewhat understood that Duan Wujiu probably suffered from cardiogenic dissociative amnesia, but she had never seen it occur so frequently...
"What do you feel when you have hysteria?"
Duan Wu Jiu subconsciously looked at the void in front of him, and slowly said: "How does it feel? It's like... you are sitting in front of me at this moment, talking to me, but the next moment, you have arrived ten years in the future , there are ruins here, and there is no one, or there is only a dead skeleton left..."
…
"But you have lost the memory of these ten years. You only remember that you were in the palace just now and talking to me. But in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of you suddenly changed. The person in front of you turned into a skeleton... And you can only sit here blankly, not knowing that ten years have passed and you still thought you were still living today..."
…
Liu Zhiheng felt that his heart was hit, because this feeling was so lonely. For someone like her who was afraid of loneliness, just hearing such a description was a bit unbearable.
Duan Wujiu continued: "Every time I get sick, it's like this. In the blink of an eye, everything around me changes."
Liu Zhiheng remembered that she had read a foreign romance novel, and the heroine also realized that she had lost ten years in the blink of an eye. One second she was going shopping like crazy, and the next second she turned into a married woman with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. women.
"How old are you that little crying child?"
"Six years old. At that time, I was still raised in the palace by a noble concubine. I didn't know that she was not my biological mother. I didn't know why she disliked me so much. She thought I was born to be an annoying child. I tried to please my mother in every way. , but she didn’t get any mercy from her, and she was bullied by the palace people every day. She didn’t even deserve a bed to sleep on at night, so she could only sleep in a cage and be bitten by rats that came in.”
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"I didn't know when they would beat me, or how long they would beat me, or how painful it would be, so I could only huddle in the corner and pray for someone to fall from the sky and save my life..."
