Born of Worry

so cold...

"How is he?"

"Go back to the military division," the military doctor took a step back, "he has had a high fever for two days and two nights."

Hu Lugu patted the table, "What a trick! Didn't I just break one of his ribs?! As for it?!"

Xie Yan glanced at him, and snorted: "His body is already delicate, but after being tormented by you, he took the magic pill, so it's no wonder he isn't sick."

"you!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, the military doctor quickly interjected, "You two, you two, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not..."

"Say!"

"Yes." He glanced at Li Xian again, "It's like this, the old man took His Majesty's pulse and found...he seems to have some congenital deficiencies."

Xie Yan frowned and said, "What's the congenital deficiency?"

"Uh... this, the old man didn't understand it, but he found that his pulse is three points weaker than normal."

Hu Lugu waved his hand, and said disdainfully: "Why is he weak by three points, he is injured and sick now, can he not be weak? Don't talk nonsense here!"

"No, no, His Majesty Khan misunderstood." The military doctor hurriedly explained, "I can still distinguish the abnormal pulse condition caused by this injury from the congenital weak pulse."

"So what are you trying to say?!"

The military doctor was dripping with cold sweat, but for some reason he still plucked up his courage, lowered his head, and said, "That's right, the old man thought to himself, since this Majesty has lived in the palace for a long time, there must be many imperial doctors in the palace, and his weak pulse is also a problem. It is caused by innateness, and the imperial physician in the palace must be able to find out, but it has not been cured so far, which means...he is a chronic disease that cannot be cured, so..."

"So what?!"

The military doctor was so frightened that he lowered his head again, "That's why I think it's better for His Majesty Khan not to hurt him any more. Otherwise, if something happens, I can't guarantee... he will be cured."

After hearing this, Hu Lugu unexpectedly stopped scolding him, frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "That's all, you go down."

"Yes."

The military doctor came out of the tent and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Li Xian was in a coma for two days, and finally woke up slowly.

In the dream, he seemed to see Mo Wen, but it didn't seem to be Mo Wen. He always felt that he seemed to have said something to him, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember what he said.

Whether it was a dream or not, he could no longer tell.

His body was burning with pain and his mouth was dry. He struggled to get up, touched the cup on the low table next to him, picked it up, and gulped down the clear water inside.

Probably, this is the most embarrassing time he has lived for more than 20 years.

He drank too fast, accidentally choked water into his trachea, coughed, but affected the injury under his ribs, and immediately arched his body in pain, his whole body twitched slightly.

The more he coughed, the more it hurt; the more it hurt, the more he wanted to cough.He kept coughing up tears, coughing up all the strength in his body, and then stopped due to exhaustion, trembling and shrinking into a ball.

Tiredness overwhelmed his sanity again.

The sun rises and sets, and the sun sets.

The sky is dark.

"Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Li Xian leaned on the cushion, still lacking energy, opened his eyes but closed them again, his voice was still hoarse: "I am not some kind of majesty... just a prisoner who can be bullied by anyone."

"Your Majesty, please don't say that." The old military doctor put his hand on his veins and examined him, "In my eyes, you will always be Your Majesty."

Li Xian opened his eyes again and looked at him, "Why?"

"Because..." the other party lowered his voice, "You are the emperor of Dayin. You have also seen that I am a Han Chinese, and I was forced to be a military doctor by them." He sighed, and gently held Li Xian's Putting his hand back into the quilt, "I have a middle-aged son. If my son is still alive, he will be about the same age as your majesty. It's a pity..."

He shook his head slowly, Li Xian already understood what he wanted to say about the pity, and heard him say: "I am a man of my age, and half of my body is buried in the soil. White-haired people give black-haired people, I don't know what is the meaning of my life... But your majesty is different. You are the king of a country. I know that you are definitely not here to die. We, Dayin, will definitely have a day to exterminate the Hu and reclaim the land It's a pity that I'm afraid I won't be able to see it, but Your Majesty, no matter what, you must persevere."

Li Xian looked at him for a long time, with a smile on his lips: "I will."

It's just that regardless of body and spirit, I'm already too tired...

I was so tired that I seemed to have fallen asleep, and I didn't want to wake up again.

"Your Majesty, drink your medicine."

Li Xian nodded, the other handed the medicine bowl to his lips, and he took the other's hand and slowly drank the medicine.

so bitter.

The thing I hate the most in my life is taking medicine.

"Your Majesty, this medicine contains some soothing and analgesic ingredients. After taking the medicine, Your Majesty should rest earlier."

Li Xian was supported by him to lie down, the medicine and drowsiness had double effects, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

The military doctor was holding the medicine bowl, and just got up to leave when he heard Hu Lugu's voice at the door: "Are you alright?! How long will it take to get it?!"

He hurriedly bent down and said: "Okay, okay. His Majesty Khan, he has already taken the medicine and fell asleep."

"Understood, you go out."

"……Yes."

Hu Lugu drove away the military doctor, but went into the tent himself, and sat down beside Li Xian's bed, seeing that he had indeed fallen asleep, got up, blew out the candle and left.

Although Li Xian slept deeply, he didn't sleep for long. When he woke up, the stars were hanging high in the sky, it was Kui Ye.

He didn't want to get up at first, but thinking that there were still important things to do, he endured the pain all over his body, supported himself and moved to the desk, lit a dim oil lamp, and slowly rubbed the ink.

I don't have much strength in my body, and the ink is grinding very slowly. After finally grinding it, when I lift the pen, I feel a dull pain under the right rib.Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, he had no choice but to stop, and waited for the pain to pass slowly before continuing to write hesitantly.

Every time he lifts his arm, the wound hurts. He doesn't know how he endured the writing. When he finished writing, he was already sweating profusely, and his mind was a little unconscious.He hurriedly took a piece of phoenix feather and put it on the written paper, and when the handwriting disappeared with the phoenix feather, he couldn't hold on for a moment, went back to the bed, and fell into a deep sleep again.

After that night, he lay obediently on the bed for another ten days, except for taking medicine, he hardly ate anything.Most of the time was spent sleeping and resting. After ten days, I finally regained some energy and was able to barely walk on the ground.

During this period, Hu Lugu didn't come to interrogate him again, and he didn't know how they handled the information.They didn't talk, and he didn't have the heart to ask. After ten days of letting go, his body and mind were almost out of order.

He didn't bother to inquire about the battle between Tahan and Dayin in the past few days.

A little tired.

world.Now he finally felt that this burden was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

What if you just let go?

Looking at the sun in the sky, he suddenly felt at a loss, he didn't know what to do.

The hand habitually touched the neck, but it was empty, and there was no trace of the dragon scale.

Without the dragon scales, it seems that even the last trace of sustenance... doesn't exist anymore.

Alone.

dragon scales...

He wants to get the dragon scale back.

He stood up very slowly, his back was not very straight, but he was still supported by something, and walked towards Hu Lugu's camp.

"Give me back the dragon scale," he said.

Hu Lugu looked at him in surprise, looked at his pale face and slender body, as if he had heard some funny joke, and said, "Li Xian, are you crazy?"

Yes, he is crazy.

"Give me back the dragon scale!" he shouted.

He shouted with all his strength, which seemed to really shock Hu Lugu, but instead of getting angry, he was stunned for a while before saying: "The dragon scale is not with me."

"You lied to me."

His eyes were red, like a caged animal looking at an enemy outside the cage, Hu Lugu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and almost told the truth.But when the words came to his lips, he changed his words again: "You don't believe it? Then you look for it. If you can find it from me, I will return it to you."

After he finished speaking, he laughed himself, thinking that Li Xian was going to turn around and leave, but he didn't expect him to be the real one, so he began to rummage in the account.

Hu Lugu was completely stunned, he didn't know what happened to Li Xian today, as if he had changed since he hurt him.Although he spoke coldly to himself before, at least there was still brilliance in his eyes, and he was still confident, but now... the brilliance in his eyes has dimmed, and his whole person is somewhat dead.

Just like the green grass on the prairie, from bright to withered.

What exactly is going on?Could it be that this person is really so easy to collapse?But in that situation, he couldn't give in even after eating the magic pill, which shows that he still has backbone, how could...become what he is now?

That dragon scale, is it really so important to him?

Li Xian rummaged through the tent, even looking for the clothes Hu Lugu was wearing, but he still couldn't find the dragon scale.

The hole in my heart couldn't be filled completely, and there was still a hissing cold wind.

When Hu Lugu saw him, his eyes were scattered.

Li Xian turned around and walked out of the camp slowly step by step.

The grass is still green.

He walked slowly, not knowing where he was going, the rib injury was painful with his steps, but the pain was so much that he became numb.

The body can no longer feel pain.

He tripped over something under his feet, causing him to lose his balance and fall.The smell of green grass got into his nose, and he lay on the ground, somehow, his consciousness began to blur, the noise in his ears became quieter, and everything became quiet.

The green grass gradually turns gray and white.

The water in the deep pool was stirred again.

The iron chain made of black iron rattled, the black dragon struggled violently, and the roar of the dragon shook the heavens and the earth.

"Li Xian——!"

"Li Xian——!!!"

This was the first time Black Snake heard him call Li Xian's name, but the voice was not angry, but panicked.

The heartbeat is getting slower and slower.

The tiredness started to rage again, binding his hands and feet, making him unable to move.

The eyelids became heavier and the world began to lose color.

Is it a hallucination?

may be……

He gave up struggling and slowly merged with the illusion.

But suddenly a voice broke into his mind abruptly.

"Li Xian."

Who is calling him?

"Li Xian!"

Li Xian, Li Xian!Li Xian!Li Xian! !

The voice was overwhelming, hitting his ears one after another like endlessly from all directions.

"what……"

He woke up suddenly.

The chest was very heavy, and he twitched because of the startle, which affected the wound on his body, and then broke out a violent cough.

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

He got up, and suddenly felt that the depression in his chest had subsided a lot, and his consciousness gradually became clearer.

The gloom receded like a tide.

The green grass regained its color.

The dragon in the deep pool was quiet.

Li Xian didn't know that in just half a cup of tea, he had already walked through the gate of hell.

The voice that called him back...it seemed to be Mo Wen?

But why was he able to hear Mo Wen's voice?

Probably another illusion.

He sat on the grass for a while, and saw that the green grass that had just been crushed by him was recovering bit by bit.

Become energetic again.

He looked at it for a long time, then suddenly blinked, as if he had realized something.

A voice in my heart said:

Li Xian, you can't fall down.

He stood up and walked towards the direction of the sun, dispelling the cold from his body.