Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Baoqi took back the ultra-luxury sleeping bag she exchanged from the mall yesterday, put it on and opened the door.

The steward was sitting on a bamboo chair in the middle of the yard, holding a Guandao in his hand, motionless.

"Why don't you sit outside all night and freeze to death?"

The housekeeper stood up when he heard Yuchi Baoqi's voice.

"It's okay! It's just for one night. The Duke is also up, so go to the dining room and get some food."

Yuchi Baoqi sighed that he was in good health, so he went out from the yard. Anyway, the main room had a titanium alloy lock, and with a steward who could sit there all night guarding it, he was not afraid that anyone would get in.

When Yuchi Baoqi arrived at the dining room, she saw Mrs. Jia serving Qin Qiong some food. Her eyes were hard to look at, and she was twitching all the time.

"Ahem, uncle and aunt, good morning."

Qin Qiong was a little panicked and said calmly: "Were you exhausted yesterday? You didn't wake up until now."

Yuchi Baoqi sat down, looked at the table full of familiar dishes, and started eating casually with his chopsticks.

"I specially hired a foreign cook from Baolilou. I'm afraid you won't be used to the food at home."

When Mrs. Jia saw that there was a junior here, her eyes on Qin Qiong became much more restrained.

"My aunt is still a heretic, and I still eat plain porridge and pickles every day at home."

Qin Qiong suddenly said: "Yesterday you asked me if I had eaten food. Is it related to treatment?"

Jia's chopsticks for picking up vegetables were hanging like this, as she was afraid that she might mess up the treatment by picking up dishes for the master.

"It was relevant yesterday because I had to do a full blood test, but today I'm fine. Today I'm just doing a small test, just in case. How about it? Do you still have chills, cold hands and feet, fatigue, and cold sweats now?"

Qin Qiong shook her head: "No, actually I no longer had those feelings after half the treatment yesterday. I was afraid it was my misunderstanding that I didn't tell you."

Yuchi Baoqi noticed that the sleeve of Qin Qiong's arm where the injection was given had been removed and the arm was wrapped in cloth.

"That's right. This makes the treatment much more convenient. Just pull the cloth away. It's a pity that the blood transfusion is from the other hand today. Haha, you didn't expect it, did you?"

Qin Qiong was suddenly startled. The honest and upright Qin Qiong was blushing.

"It's okay. Let's put a few more charcoal pots in the room."

Mrs. Jia also covered her mouth and snickered beside her: "Maybe you can ask your sister-in-law to treat your uncle?"

Yuchi Baoqi stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth. The soup was really delicious.

"Of course you can. Anyway, the sleeves have been torn off. Show me the wounds from yesterday."

Yuchi Baoqi looked at the arterial hemostatic patch specially used for blood drawing, which was just the same as the patch it had put on yesterday, and nodded.

"I can't see anything. It's the best thing if everything is fine."

With a table of exquisite breakfast, Yuchi Baoqi was not polite and showed off her fullness.

The three of them went to Yuchi Baoqi's courtyard together, and saw the housekeeper still sitting there, glaring equally at everyone who passed by the courtyard.

"British sir, madam."

The housekeeper suddenly stood up with the sword in hand and saluted the three people. He was still shocked.

Yuchi Baoqi took some blood from Qin Qiong's fingertips in the room, which made Jia's handkerchief pick up.

Yuchi Baoqi went to the main room and put the blood into the machine, her mood no longer as uneasy as yesterday.

The suggestion given by the machine was to infuse another 200cc bag of plasma. Yuchi Baoqi took the plasma from the space and checked the machine again to make sure there was nothing missing.

When you go out, throw the lock into the space, and look back to see if you have missed anything.

When treatment started, Jia felt even more worried when she saw the thick needle pricking Qin Qiong's arm, and she was about to burst into tears.

Qin Qiong had to free up her other hand to wipe her tears.

Jia didn't stay long and left, but Li Shimin's imperial decree came.

The imperial edict was sent by Zhang Ananda, who was also a general in the army.

There are no formal words in the imperial edict. They are all Li Shimin's heartfelt words, recalling the days when he and Qin Qiong fought together.

"In the past, there were soldiers in the enemy formation who were difficult to deal with. I asked you to go and get their heads. Thinking about being injured so many times, I couldn't bear it every time I thought about it, and I almost shed tears..."

Li Shimin was completely speechless in treating meritorious ministers, and moved all kinds of rewards to the Yiguo Duke's mansion without mercy.

Thinking that neither Qin Qiong nor Yuchi Baoqi told her not to tell anyone, Jia thought for a while and told Zhang Anan that Qin Qiong had improved after treatment.

The two hundred milliliters of plasma were quickly transfused, and another bottle of albumin was needed.

In addition to long-term anemia, Qin Qiong's health is better than the average of her peers.

It was almost noon when everything was done, and Qin Qiong felt that his body was fine. If Yuchi Baoqi hadn't stopped him, he would have danced with his mace.

When Yuchi Baoqi saw that he was okay, he wanted to go to Qin Huaidao to see if he was ready. He told Qin Qiong and ate with Qin Huaidao.

It's a pity that Yuchi Baoqi still failed to do so because Li Er came.

"How did you come here?"

As expected of becoming a family soon, the two of them said exactly the same thing.

Li Shimin looked at Qin Qiong's expression, his eyes full of excitement, and he went up and hugged Qin Qiong.

"It's really better! Let me tell you! It can definitely be cured! Which miracle doctor is it? Just make him a medical officer!"

Yuchi Baoqi waved his hand: "No need, this doctor is already a minister, and high-level medical officers look down on him."

Li Shimin was a little surprised: "It was your boy who cured my second brother! That's great! Another saving!"

Yuchi Baoqi covered his face, what you care about is always unexpected.

Accompanying Li Shimin and Qin Qiong to eat, Yuchi Baoqi couldn't get a word in. The two were bragging crazily and reminiscing about the glorious past.

Qin Qiong had just recovered from a serious illness, and Li Shimin didn't care, so he drank alone.

This man, he was drunk and acting crazy, hugging and kissing Qin Qiong, he had no majesty as an emperor.

Yuchi Baoqi stopped staying after eating. It happened that the estimated treatment time was shortened, so he might be able to leave early.

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Qin Huaidao happened to bump into Yuchi Baoqi coming out of the house, took Yuchi Baoqi's hand and asked.

"Father, is he well? Can I go and see?"

Yuchi Baoqi grabbed Qin Huai and said, "It's alright, don't go. Your Majesty is here, and I'm afraid you won't live until tomorrow when you see His Majesty. Don't ask, it's hard to say anything."

Qin Huaidao probably has no other great merit, except that he listens to advice. After listening to Yuchi Baoqi's words, he followed Yuchi Baoqi directly to find someone to take things and prepare to set off.

Qin Huaidao also asked Yuchi Baoqi: "I brought three hundred Qin Wuwei with me, but I didn't bring much food or anything. Can I bring enough money to Luoyang to buy it?"

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "This is easy to say. When the time comes to go to Luoyang, you can take care of your own people. You can also ask Jia Dunshi to handle the food matter for you."