MTL - Dianxia Qingcheng-Chapter 14 Your Highness, please take care of yourself

"The Imperial Physician Jiang is here." The eunuch's announcement came from outside the door.

Pei Zheng hugged the little man and didn't move.

Jiang Yubai stepped into the door of the dormitory. He was wearing a large imperial doctor's uniform with a handsome face. He coughed lightly after seeing the two people on the bed.

"I have seen Mr. Pei."

Pei Zheng stepped aside calmly and said, "Tianyi Jiang, I have a lot of work."

Qi Changyi was leaning comfortably on Pei Zheng's chest, but he pouted in dissatisfaction without any support, but wisely cooperated with Jiang Yubai's pulse diagnosis.

"His Royal Highness is just infected with the cold, don't worry, I will write a recipe later and let people grab the auxiliary medicine."

Jiang Yubai retracted his hand and turned around to write the prescription.

The people in the palace of the prince just broke into the imperial hospital under the name of Pei Zheng. Seeing the appearance, they thought the prince had some incurable disease, so scared that Jiang Yubai hurried over, but it was just a little cold.

"Wait, there are other injuries on his body, and Imperial Physician Jiang should look at them together."

Pei Zheng said suddenly, but it was obviously caring words, but it was like giving orders in a cold manner.

Jiang Yubai pouted, and had to go to the bed again and check it out for Qi Changyi.

"The injury is in the knee, and there is no need to check elsewhere."

Pei Zheng said quietly again.

Jiang Yubai couldn't help but turn around and give him a roll of eyes. He didn't want to touch His Royal Highness and said it straight, insulting his integrity as a doctor.

But he was afraid of the cold-blooded prime minister's methods, so he obediently lifted Qi Changyi's trouser legs to check.

The fair and thin knees were really red and swollen, and some places had even turned blue, which made people feel distressed.

The lonely and helpless little highness really fell into the hands of Pei Zheng. Jiang Yubai came to treat him from time to time on weekdays. Some were bullied by other people in the palace, and some were caused by Pei Zheng.

After hurriedly prescribed a few prescriptions for the cold and trauma, Jiang Yubai retired.

The people in the palace were ordered to take the medicine and fry it. Pei Zheng sat at the head of Qi Changyi's bed and picked up a manual beside his bed.

It was covered with neat and uniform handwriting, which was too neat and even looked a bit old-fashioned.

This is the effect of him asking Qi Changyi to read more books and practice more words on weekdays. Now it seems that he is obediently practicing.

However, when the manual turned to the last few pages, Zhao Litang's name was densely written, and it was written with great care.

Pei Zheng tore the manual in half and threw it under the bed.

After the medicine was fried, the palace maid respectfully brought it up and wanted to go forward and feed Qi Changyi to drink it.

Pei Zheng stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl and sent the palace maid back.

Qi Changyi was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his expression a little painful. His cheeks were flushed like the rouge that a woman specially ordered.

Pei Zheng helped him up and leaned on his shoulder, but his movements were not gentle.

"Drink it."

But the concoction was too bitter, the drowsy little man spit out all the concoction with the tip of his tongue, and took in his breath, "It's so bitter, so bitter."

Pei Zheng became impatient, he directly raised his head and took in all the black concoction in the medicine bowl, then pinched Qi Changyi's cheeks with his fingers, forcing him to open his mouth.

Qi Changyi was in pain, his eyes were slightly moist, and before he could react, his mouth was tightly sealed, and then the bitter concoction poured into the mouth.

He instinctively wanted to spit out the concoction again, but his tongue was firmly suppressed by another softness, and he could only swallow the black and bitter concoction into his throat while whimpering.

After swallowing the concoction, Pei Zheng didn't move his lips. He attacked the city and plundered the land as if he was punishing, as if he was going to tear the little man apart and swallow it, leaving his mark in every place before giving up. .

Before parting, Pei Zheng bit his teeth on Hongyan's little lips, the smell of blood rolled into the mouths of the two, Qi Changyi hissed and gasped in pain, and flirtatious blood flowers bloomed on his lips.

Pei Zheng stretched out his finger and wiped it off for him, and said in a cold voice, "His Royal Highness must recuperate, and you must not be late for class in the study tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he got up and left.

Qi Changyi lay back on the bed softly, covering his mouth and staring at the bed curtain above his head.

Is brother Pei a dog, otherwise how could it hurt him so much?