After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Because he needed to treat his knee, Si Jiu was helped to sit down on the couch inside the tent.

He had already exhausted all his strength, and now he had to grab both sides with both hands to prevent himself from falling.

Wen Baizhi was still looking at him from a distance, just like before.

Si Jiu knew that she was teaching him.

"I can't sit still anymore, could you please come and help me?"

As expected, as soon as Wen Baizhi finished speaking, her expression became much gentler.

She sat a little behind Si Jiu so that he could lean back on her without worry.

"Just rest assured and lean on me."

Si Jiu nodded.

Rong Heng has already exposed his knees here.

Wen Baizhi is not a professional, but he can tell with the naked eye that his knees are in very bad condition.

Si Jiu's knees were covered in red and purple, with a bulge in the middle that looked like a blister.

Rong Heng tried pressing it, and Si Jiu's whole body immediately tensed up in extreme pain.

"It's much more serious than before." Rong Heng concluded.

"Your knee was seriously injured a long time ago. I asked you several times to rest more, at least for half a month, and not to walk at all so that it could heal a little bit, but you never listened to me. Now it's like this again. If you don't take any measures, you won't be able to walk tomorrow. I'm telling you this."

Si Jiu remained calm upon hearing this, but Wen Baizhi could no longer sit still.

"Whether he can walk or not is a small matter. At most, he can just stay in bed and not walk. If that doesn't work, he can use a wheelchair. But the problem is that his knees are so red and swollen. He must be in pain. Doctor Rong, is there any way to deal with this?"

Rong Heng thought for a moment and said, "I do have a way, but I'm afraid Si Jiu can't bear it."

Wen Baizhi said: "No matter whether he can bear it or not, it is better to have a solution than not to have one. I wonder what treatment method Doctor Rong will use this time?"

Rong Heng said carefully: "There is too much fluid in his knee. If we use acupuncture to release the fluid, and then fumigate with medicine bags, it should alleviate his condition."

When Wen Baizhi heard that there was a solution, she was very happy: "Then what are you waiting for? Just release the water when it's time."

Rong Heng hesitated and said, "Because the human knee is connected to the thigh and calf, it is very important and bears a lot of pressure on the human body every day, so this is a vital part for humans.

The method of draining the accumulated fluid is feasible, but it is too much of a test on one's willpower. This is not a simple acupuncture. Draining the accumulated fluid is unimaginably painful. Si Jiu's body has not recovered. I am afraid that the pain will intensify and he will faint again..."

Si Jiu had heard Rong Heng talk about draining the accumulated fluid several times before, but he was indeed timid before. But now, with Wen Baizhi by his side, he always felt fearless.

So he said to Rong Heng: "Please help me prepare it. I promise to drain the accumulated fluid."

Rong Heng looked at him and said, "You know that this effusion cannot be drained all at once. With your physical condition, you will have to stop after draining one knee at most."

Si Jiu said calmly: "I know everything. I, a patient, am not scared at all, so why are you scared?"

Rong Heng certainly didn't admit it: "I'm not scared, I'm just worried that you'll be in so much pain that you'll ruin my reputation."

The Rong Heng family has been practicing medicine for generations and has enjoyed numerous reputations.

Si Jiu said: "Don't worry, even if I really don't survive in your hands, I will tell others that this has nothing to do with you, Doctor Rong. On the contrary, I have to thank Doctor Rong for his previous treatment, which allowed me to live a few more years."

The more Wen Baizhi listened, the more unhappy she became. She pinched Si Jiu's waist and said, "What are you talking about? What's the point of talking about life and death? If you are sick, you should see a doctor. Even if you are afraid of pain, you should still see a doctor. Are you going to stop taking medicine just because you are afraid of suffering? This is not right."

Rong Heng was amused by her words, which were both crude and reasonable. "Since both of you have agreed, I will go and prepare the tools. I will help Du Gong drain the accumulated fluid in half an hour."

With Rong Heng's departure, only Si Jiu and Wen Baizhi were left in the tent.

After all, Wen Baizhi had given Si Jiu the cold shoulder in the evening, so she didn't know how to start the conversation now.

Instead, it was Si Jiu who spoke first: "Are you tired of holding me up like this?"

Wen Baizhi said frankly: "Tired."

After hearing this, Si Jiu immediately turned around to see her.

Wen Baizhi held down his restless body.

"When I told you I was tired, I meant that it was indeed tiring for me to let you lean on me like this. Since you asked me, I didn't want to lie to you, but I wasn't tired in my heart, because I was letting you lean on me, and you needed me right now. No matter how long you had to lean on me, I wouldn't feel tired," she asked, "Do you understand what I said?"

All that Si Jiu had experienced before was like a huge hard shell guarding his heart firmly, so Wen Baizhi also knew that he should not act too hastily and should take it step by step.

Although Si Jiu didn't quite understand, he knew that Wen Baizhi was doing it for his own good.

"I know, you originally wanted me to be like a normal person and be able to express my true feelings, right?"

Wen Baizhi nodded: "I don't know if you have tried to do this before, and then been ignored, which is why you closed your heart until now, but I can promise you that as long as you tell me when the time comes, I will listen to what you say carefully to see if you are okay and if you are feeling uncomfortable. If you tell me this, I will be very happy."

Si Jiu propped himself up and reached for the pillow, piling it behind Wen Baizhi: "If you'll be happy about this, then I'm willing to do anything."

Wen Baizhi didn't know that whether she was happy or not would become the criterion for his change.

Of course she didn't know.

To him, she was like a god, like a mountain, far away and unattainable.

With the pillow given by Si Jiu against her back, Wen Baizhi felt much more comfortable sitting.

"So you were forced to kneel again because of His Majesty's punishment this time?" she asked.

Si Jiu knew that she didn't like lying: "Yes."

Wen Baizhi asked: "How long have you been kneeling?"

Si Jiu thought: "About ten hours."

From the time I sent her back yesterday until just now, it has been no more than ten hours.

Wen Baizhi suppressed the anger that was rising up: "So he often makes you kneel as punishment, right?"

Although it was a question, it was an affirmative tone.

Si Jiu said: "It's not often, and it's not a punishment. He just wants me to kneel down and pray for a deceased person."

Wen Baizhi followed his words: "What kind of dead person needs a living person like you, kneeling down again and again, kneeling like this."

Si Jiu spoke seriously, "It's a very important person."

Wen Baizhi was stunned.

"His Majesty has always had regrets in his heart, but as His Majesty, he couldn't vent, so he had to ask me to help him kneel. In fact, I don't blame him. After all, this person is very important to me. Every time I kneel, my heart is extremely peaceful, because this is when I am closest to her."

Wen Baizhi asked carefully: "What does the closest mean?"

Si Jiu knew that she would know these things sooner or later, so he stopped hiding them.

"After I brought her body back three years ago, I burned her body according to her will, leaving only ashes. Your Majesty took the ashes and placed them in front of the coffin. Every time I go there, I kneel down and pray for Your Majesty, but I am happy in my heart. I am happy."

He repeated it with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Wen Baizhi opened her mouth wide to let in fresh air.

So, every time Si Jiu was punished to kneel, it was actually her who was kneeling.

To be precise, it was her ashes that were kneeling.

It was that lunatic Qi Yan'an who made him kneel down to collect these ashes.

He was even happy.

Crazy, Wen Baizhi felt that the world had gone crazy and became something she didn't recognize.