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On the bright yellow dragon bed, Chu Qiumo was dressed in snow-white robes, shrunk to the foot of the bed in panic, trying to avoid the hands that caused him pain, Yan Qi immediately coaxed softly, "Yuwei, I'm not moving!" You, this time really..."

But Chu Qiumo could no longer listen to his words. In his opinion, every time that person stretched out his hand to him these days, it would be a pain in the flesh. He was panicked and frightened, and desperately shrank to the foot of the bed, wanting to get as far away from that person as possible. The farther the better, a trace of pain flashed in Yan Qi's eyes, he hurriedly stood back a few steps, and said through the light gauze, "I won't come, I won't come, don't worry...be careful."

It's already cold winter, even though there is good silver charcoal in the hall, but Yan Qi is afraid that the young man will catch the cold, the words of the imperial doctor seem to be still echoing in his ears, he can't bet...nor dare to bet.

Yan Qi Mingming, who was dressed in a dragon robe, was tall and straight, but he seemed to have lost all his vigor at this moment. He was holding a bowl of black medicinal juice, and he almost begged, "Yuwei, I will drink this bowl of medicine." It will disappear immediately, your body can no longer drag..."

He approached very lightly, for fear of disturbing the boy in the bed, "Good boy, you'll be fine after drinking the medicine..."

"Yuwei!"

Seeing the situation in the bed, Yan Qi's expression changed greatly, and his voice almost changed the tone. Chu Qiumo was only wearing a thin overcoat, huddled at the foot of the bed, trembling uncontrollably, almost fell off the bed .

The exposed thin white wrist had only a thin layer of skin sticking to the bone, it looked shocking, Yan Qi's hand holding the medicine trembled, and almost spilled it on the bed.

He tried to get closer, but found that Chu Qiumo was trembling even more, and there was no place to shrink back at the foot of the bed, so he let out a weeping sound, the sound was like a knife cutting Yan Qi's heart, Dayan's new emperor was like a coward He hesitated and didn't dare to go forward again, suddenly, he turned around and strode to the outer hall, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Call me, Grand Doctor Sun!"

"promise."

The maid bowed her head in a hasty salute, and when she left the palace, she breathed a sigh of relief as if after a catastrophe. The atmosphere in Weiyang Palace these days is oppressive and tense. A few days ago, she saw a maid spilling tea with her own eyes, and she was dragged out just like that up...

Don't dare to delay any longer, the maid's footsteps are even faster.

Physician Sun is often called these days, so as soon as he saw the maid, he immediately took the medicine box and followed the maid to Weiyang Palace.

After arriving at Weiyang Palace, seeing Emperor Ming Hui with a heavy face, Imperial Physician Sun thumped in his heart, and saluted, "See Your Majesty..."

"Forget it!" Yan Qi opened the door and said, "Whenever I get close to Yuwei, why does Yuwei keep hiding?"

Doctor Sun is suffering in his heart, isn't this obvious, but he can't tell the truth, so he can only say, "Now that the son is unconscious, subconsciously afraid of people or things that will hurt him, in Yichen's opinion, it is better for the emperor to find someone familiar with the son. If someone with peace of mind comes to accompany him, maybe he will get better."

Yan Qi's expression was unclear, and he said in a low voice, "Is anyone familiar?"

Grand Physician Sun said again, "Patients are the most important thing. Don't let the things that make the prince's emotions unstable appear again."

These words almost made it clear that Emperor Ming Hui should stop swaying in front of the prince, Yan Qi was silent for a while, and said slowly, "I know."

Physician Sun wondered why, sighed, explained some things, and left.

Yan Qi's eyes fell on the bed from afar, and he was a little dazed.

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bang--

Punching Yan Qi in the face, Chen Lin's anger almost burned his mind, "Is this how you treat him? You are still not human!"

Another punch, Yan Qi's mouth was bloody, his head turned to one side, he stood there without moving, his voice hoarse, "Enough is enough."

Chen Lin looked at him fiercely, "If I had known that you were such a white-eyed wolf, it would have been better to help the prince than to help you."

Yan Qi seemed to laugh, "If Yan Zhao ascended the throne, you probably won't be able to see Yu Wei now."

Chen Lin choked up, "I came to help you because I knew that the crown prince was plotting against Yuyu. What happened to you? You're a beast for doing such a thing!"

Yan Qi didn't get angry at such rebellious words, "Are you sure you want to waste time with me?" His figure suddenly became inexplicably thin, and his voice was slightly unsteady, "Go and see him ...the imperial physician said that Yuwei...may not live for three months."

Chen Lin was silent for a moment, and the words seemed to pop out from between his teeth, "What did you say?"

Yan Qi glanced at him indifferently, Chen Lin gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to the inner hall, he lifted the bright yellow curtain, and after seeing the situation inside, his eyes turned red and he almost shed tears.

The young man was quietly and palely lying on the bed with his eyes closed.Chen Lin trembled, "Yuyu?"

He wanted to reach out and touch Chu Qiumo's cheek, but he retracted it, afraid that the thick calluses on his hand would pierce the tender face of the young man. The general who had always been bloody and tough would sometimes be so cautious.

The young man on the bed moved his eyelashes slightly, and slowly opened his eyes. This time he didn't dodge, but tilted his head and looked at the person beside the bed with a confused expression, just like a newborn baby, curious and innocent.

Chen Lin couldn't bear the grief in his heart anymore, lay down on the bedside and burst into tears, lightly touched the general's dark cheek with his white almost transparent fingers, the young man clumsily comforted him, "Don't cry."

This was the first sentence Chu Qiumo uttered these days. Yan Qi, who was standing behind the screen, was shocked, his eyes mixed with sadness and joy.

Chen Lin clasped the boy's slender white palm with both hands, choked up and said, "Don't cry, I won't cry, Yuyu, do you remember who I am?"

There was a flash of fluctuation in Chu Qiumo's eyes. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly giggled and said, "You are a little fat man, right? You were so short a few days ago." Chu Qiumo stretched out his hand and gestured, "Why? How did you grow so tall all of a sudden?"

Chen Lin was overjoyed. It seems that the young man still remembers him, but the memory only stays in his childhood. He followed Chu Qiumo and said, "Yes, I am that little fat man. Yuyu, do you still remember that we went to watch juggling and set off lanterns together?" matter?"

Chu Qiumo frowned in distress, Chen Lin immediately said, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it, how about I take you out for a walk?"

This is also a method that the imperial doctor said, you have to go out to relax more, and the depression in your heart will dissipate. Lying in bed all the time is not good for your health, and the imperial doctor Sun also said that the son of the world rejects all bright yellow things He is afraid, but he is unwilling to let anyone touch him. If he stays on the dragon bed for a long time, his condition may get worse and worse.

"To hug."

"Okay." Chen Lin would not agree, he hugged Chu Qiumo by the waist, fearing that he would catch a cold, and wrapped him tightly in a white fur, and said softly, "It's snowing outside, I'll take you Go to see your favorite plum blossom."

When he passed the screen, his footsteps paused, and when the boy's hairy head was twitching as if he wanted to turn around, Chen Lin strode away without hesitation.

Yan Qi slowly walked out from behind the screen, silently watching Chen Lin walk away.