Although he was extremely embarrassed, Li Xian didn't have the ability to explain, so he simply gave up resisting the attack of sleepiness and fell asleep completely.
When I woke up, I felt refreshed, but my mouth was extremely dry, and the most terrible thing was that there was a strong medicinal smell.
My arms were also sore and I wanted to lift my arms to move, but I encountered a lot of resistance.
He couldn't help turning his head, only to see Fang holding his arms with red and swollen eyes.
Now, Mrs. Fang was sitting beside his bed, with her upper body lying on the bed.
Judging from the information other than the sour feeling transmitted from her arm, this woman seems to be quite small...
Quickly cutting off the floating thoughts, Li Xian couldn't help but start to recall what he had experienced before he fell into coma. Thinking of the double act between Zhang Wenguan and Hao Chujun, Li Xian suddenly smiled bitterly.
Grieving the death of the prince? Hao Chujun and Zhang Wenguan are really good at making things up. They shouldn't understand the principle of "too much is not enough", so why do they still take the opportunity to brag about themselves?
Shaking his head, Li Xiancai tried to pull his arm out from under Fang's body. Unexpectedly, he moved slightly and Fang woke up.
Seeing that her husband seemed to be about to get up, Fang quickly stretched out her hand to hold him down and said anxiously: "Husband, the imperial doctor has ordered you to have a good rest tonight and not get up yet."
"Royal doctor?"
"Yes, you fainted in the afternoon, which frightened me."
"What time is it now?"
Mrs. Fang glanced back at the curtain. Li Yun, who was guarding the door, did not come over and reported on the spot: "Reporting to Your Highness, it is now around Mao hour."
Mao Shi? That was a complete night's sleep. Although the time of coma was in the afternoon, it still turned the biological clock back. At most, if you work a little harder today, you will be able to fall asleep early at night.
After calming down for a while, Li Xian realized that something was not right about the surrounding environment.
Room?
Why are you in a strange room?
Seeing her husband looking around, Fang explained: "Husband, we are on the saint's dragon chariot. When you fainted, the saint and the queen were frightened. The two of them have been guarding you by the bed until you get close. When I was young, your complexion improved a lot, so you went to rest."
"That's it..."
Li Xian nodded, already having some guesses about his treatment in the future.
As expected, the dragon chariot could not be seen until he returned to the palace and was buried.
His fainting must have frightened the Queen of Heaven and Li Zhi. They had just lost one son, and now if something happened to their other son, it would really be the most tragic thing in history.
When Li Yong, the gatekeeper, saw that King Yong had woken up, he hurried out and reported the matter to the emperor and empress.
Something like this happened yesterday, and I'm afraid the emperor and empress couldn't sleep well. The earlier they learned the good news, the easier it would be to relax.
Seeing that Li Yong had gone out to report the news, Li Xian stretched out and was about to get up when he saw Fang's face showing a look of determination.
"Husband, the queen mother and the emperor father have ordered me to keep an eye on you. You cannot move around after you wake up. You must have a good rest!"
Li Xian said helplessly: "It's already been a night. Do you think my face is still the same as yesterday? Don't worry, if I don't go out, I just wander around the bed. After lying down for such a long time, hair will grow on my body. .”
"no."
Before Fang could answer, the Queen's angry voice came from the door.
Glancing towards the door, Li Xian lay down again honestly and stopped thinking about things.
In such a short time, I don’t know how the Queen of Heaven came here. She even came in before Li Zhi. This was already rude.
Walking from the door to the bed, the Queen's angry face turned into a smile as if the ice and snow were melting.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Li Xian's hand, the Queen said earnestly: "Silly boy, you are just sick. You have to have a good rest before you can get out of bed and move around. The imperial doctor said you hurt your heart, and that's nothing else. If you sprain your foot, my mother won’t be so worried. Be good, if you feel bored, just have some fun. No matter what kind of fun, I will arrange it for you, Ang."
Li Xian has a dark look on his face, looking for fun? Can we still have fun on the way to the funeral? Isn’t this a joke?
A bright yellow light appeared at the door. Li Xian's heart was moved and he quickly asked for help: "Aye, look, my son is fine. Can he get out of bed and move around?"
"no!"
What Li Xian didn't expect was that even the emperor would give the same answer.
He quickly walked a few steps to the bed and sat down. After coughing twice, Li Zhi said: "Lie down quietly for me. The imperial doctor didn't say anything. If you dare to get out of bed and move around, I will break your legs!"
Hearing these words, Li Xian closed his eyes helplessly.
I knew it would be like this. People only know how to cherish something when they lose it. At this juncture, his own fainting stimulated the two of them incomparably.
Now, Li Xian can only pray that the imperial doctor can be more reliable.
Opening his eyes, Li Xian held on to the last glimmer of hope and said: "Ah, Aniang, do you two want to call the imperial doctor over to have a look? If he says that I want to continue lying down, I will listen to you. How about it?"
The Queen and the Emperor looked at each other, and then waved to a female guard.
Not long after, the old imperial doctor was brought back.
The imperial doctor, who had suffered from insomnia all night, was completely relieved after learning from the female guard that King Yong had woken up.
Being an imperial doctor is indeed not something that ordinary doctors can compare with, but the dangers are also beyond the imagination of ordinary doctors. There are so many noble people in the palace, which one is not more important than the head of an imperial doctor? It's a great thing to be cured. If the noble man gives you some random reward, you won't be able to use it all.
But if the medical treatment is not good, tsk tsk, even losing the head is a minor matter, and it may harm the family.
With a smile on his face, the imperial doctor's steps seemed to be floating. When he walked to the bedside, even the emperor and empress had to give way.
After closing his eyes and feeling for his pulse for a while, the imperial doctor opened his eyes, ignored Li Xian's constant blinking, stood up and said with his hands in his hands: "Reporting to the Saint and Queen of Heaven, fortunately, King Yong is no longer seriously ill, but if you want to be completely cured, , I still need the veteran minister to take action and nurse him back for a period of time. Especially for this funeral, His Highness King Yong must not walk too much anymore, let alone be exposed to heat."
Hearing what the imperial doctor said, Li Zhi and Tian Hou breathed a sigh of relief.
After Li Zhi dropped the word "reward", he sat down on the bed again, looked at the helpless Li Xian and said, "Did you hear that? I've given you my dragon chariot, and you're still not satisfied? Just lie down honestly, you My eldest brother is unfilial, so do you want to be unfilial too?"
Hearing these words, Li Xian knew that he was either sick or sick.
Looking at the imperial doctor, he almost bit her into pieces. This old immortal definitely said this just to get rewards.
