[Red Mansion] Sir, I'm a rough man

Yuchen Palace.

Jia Wan took off his shirt and lay down on the soft bed, his face turned pale from the pain, and he kept complaining: "Don't take the medicine, I'll go back and use my true energy to heal my wounds...it's more effective than medicine."

Emperor Qian said displeased: "Even if you don't take medicine, you still have to ask the imperial doctor to clean your wound...don't be coquettish."

She even said he was squeamish!He has never been so strong in his life!

Jia Wan said bitterly: "It's not that I'm afraid of pain... well, I'm afraid of pain, but long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Your majesty, look at the posture of the imperial doctor, who is going to embroider on my back...I said boss Man, can you give me a good time?"

Although he didn't look in the mirror, he didn't know what was going on on his back, but judging from the torn clothes and the faces of Qiandi and the others, it must be a bit miserable.

It's also due to his bad luck, several emperors thought of bringing him with him earlier, so he wouldn't have taken off his armor and prepared to leave the palace. If he was still wearing armor at that time, how could he have saved a few more pieces of flesh?

The old doctor even claimed "yes", but his subordinates were not pleased at all. Jia Wan shouted impatiently, "Zhou Kai! Zhou Kai, come here!"

Zhou Kai raised his hand to show him, and said, "Are you sure you want me to come?"

His hands are shaking like an old man who has had a stroke.

It was okay before, but I had a strong heart to hold on to it. When I got to a safe place, I was afraid of overwhelming attacks. It wasn't just him. Among the dozen or so people in the same group, which one didn't have weak hands and feet, and a pale face?

Didn't you see that Wang Gonggong is still sitting on the ground and can't get up?

Jia Wan had no choice but to beg the imperial physician again: "Please hurry up, can you just treat me as a dead person? Have you washed pork at home, just wash it like that... Come, come, have a good time!"

The imperial doctor said "Ai ai" twice, but before he could make a move, he saw the door curtain was pulled open suddenly, and a tall figure stood at the door, staring straight at Jia Wan who was lying on the couch, but stiffened. Dare to enter the door.

At this moment, the entire Yuchen Palace was already surrounded by the imperial guards, and to come in so ostentatiously, even rushing straight to the front of the imperial court without even waiting for the announcement, the whole gang was too high for the emperor and this person.

Emperor Qian said: "Yi'er, you are here."

Zhao Yi didn't even move his eyeballs.

Jia Wan turned his head and met those eyes. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

This feeling is as if someone entrusted him with a very beloved and precious thing, but he didn't take it seriously, broke it casually, and then got caught.

Blinking his eyes, he wanted to say something, but the petrified man finally moved, strode into the door, took the things from the imperial physician, and said in a calm and gentle voice, "I'll do it."

His movements are a little faster than the imperial doctor's, but the psychological "price" of Jia Wan is still a lot lower than Jia Wan's, but Jia Wan is guilty and doesn't dare to urge him, so he can only look at Emperor Qian for help. Di coughed, turned his head to one side, pretended not to see, and let Jia Wan lie there aggrieved and his eyes fluttered.

Well... Jia Wan resigned to his fate. Although he was in pain, he was much better than the concubine Chang next door. The screams could not be heard over there at the moment, and the situation was worrisome.

Emperor Qian didn't open his mouth, and Jia Wan couldn't take the initiative to say anything, and he didn't say anything about the rules. It is of no use if the cervix is ​​not dilated.

Eunuch Liu entered the door with a worried look on his face, and whispered a few words in Emperor Qian's ear. Emperor Qian nodded and got up to go out. Zhou Kai and others hurriedly followed. For a while, there were not many people left in the room.

Zhao Yi finally stopped and asked, "Will you take the medicine?"

Jia Wan shook his head quickly: "No."

In this world, there is no medicine for external injuries that comes on as quickly as his true energy, so he doesn't have to suffer in vain.

Zhao Yi said: "Then wrap it up!"

He got up and gave up his position to the imperial physician, who obviously had objections to "not giving the medicine", but now that Emperor Qian was away, he had no choice but to listen to Zhao Yi.

As the imperial doctor who is best at trauma in Daqian, needless to say the level of bandaging, he wrapped Jia Wan's upper body tightly and went out to make medicine.

Jia Wan couldn't wear his own clothes, so he put on the obscene clothes that his servants got from somewhere. It was too big, and he was dressed like an opera singer.

Fortunately, he has always been able to make do with it, and he doesn't care about it. He put on a belt and rolled the cuffs to the elbows, which is not inconvenient, but it looks like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

After wrapping up the wound, Jia Wan felt refreshed and bored, covered with a thin quilt, and took a nap on the bed.

He wanted to go back to sleep, but Emperor Gan didn't speak at the moment, not only him, but also the other guards could only stay here.

Zhao Yi also kicked out the remaining two court ladies, sat by the bed, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jia Wan rested his chin on his arm: "...it hurts."

When it hurts, he misses Master, and when he misses Master, he feels wronged, his nose is buzzing, and his eyes are sore.

A first-class bodyguard, a third-rank military officer... He just wants to be a normal, 16-year-old boy whoever he loves.

Hands fell on top of his head, warm and gentle.

It took Zhao Yi a while to speak, and said in a low voice: "At that time, I was in pain too. When it hurts, I just want to sleep next to you."

Jia Wan rested his head on his elbow and said, "At that time, you never complained of pain."

"You never asked me if it hurts."

"I thought you didn't want me to see it."

Zhao Yi gave a soft "um" and said in a low voice, "I don't want to, but I still want to hear you ask..."

Even at that time, he would just shake his head proudly and say "it's troublesome".

Zhao Yi bowed his head and smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to pick up the hair from the young man's ear, and suddenly heard the young man whisper: "I'm sorry!"

"what?"

"At that time, I wasn't good enough for you..."

……

Jia Wan was in a daze, and vaguely heard the words "Prince" and "Boy", and opened his eyes suddenly, the voice outside suddenly became clear, and there was a faint crying sound, Jia Wan said happily: "I gave birth to you!" ?”

Zhao Yi helped him to sit up, and said: "It was a premature birth, and I was frightened in the middle. The cervix was halfway dilated, and it couldn't be opened no matter what. Concubine Chang held her last breath. The emperor peeled off her stomach and took out the child, begging the father to let the child live..."

While putting on his coat.

Jia Wan was silent.

Another mother who died for a child, another child without a mother.

The door curtain was pulled open, Emperor Qian entered the door with a small package in his arms, and then Director Liu, the imperial physician, the nanny... came in one after another.

"Father."

"emperor."

Just as Jia Wan was about to come down to salute, Emperor Qian arrived at the couch in a few steps, and handed over the package in his arms: "Hug."

"what?"

Jia Wan was stunned: let him hug?Why let him hug?

And, what is it?

A small fragile mass, wrinkled and surprisingly ugly.

Little Alien Monster?Molten monkeys?Skinned civet cat?

Her skin was purple and blue, her neck was thin and soft, as if her head would fall off if she was not careful, her eyes without eyelashes were tightly closed, her crying was weak, but there was a hissing sound and she tried her best. The smell, as if it will die at any time.

Such a little thing, can he survive?

He understood what Emperor Qian meant, but such a small one... how dare he mess with his true energy?

"Hold," Emperor Qian said again: "It's okay, just hug."

"Oh……"

Hugs are fine...but how?

Jia Wan has never been so panicked in his whole life and his entire life. He lived for more than 20 years in his last life, so it is not possible that he has never held a child, but it definitely does not include such a small one, who was just born, or even premature.

Can't force it, can't force it...it will break if you force it.

The head must be supported, otherwise the neck will be dangerous, and the buttocks, the buttocks must also be supported... God!He is still moving!I beg you, old man, don't move, it will fall...

No, I'm going to slip away from under the quilt... I can't use my strength, I can't use my strength... Help!

When Jia Wan finally managed to fix the little thing in his arms with the help of the nanny, he was already sweating profusely and on the verge of collapse... He would rather fight with the Huns for a day than hold this little devil for a minute !terrible!

The most irritating thing is that this little guy who tossed him half to death and cried so hard didn't know when he stopped crying.

"Still," Zhou Kai stammered and asked, "St-still... still alive?"

Not only is it alive, but it is also spitting!Jia Wan stiffened his body and did not dare to move, looking at Emperor Qian.

Emperor Qian waited for a while, and seeing that the little thing stopped crying, he nodded and motioned for the nanny to come and take over.

Finally freed... Jia Wan breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly sent the child to the nanny's arms, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The next moment, a hoarse and weak crying sounded, perhaps because of a short break, it was louder than before, and the scalp was numb from crying.

The nurse tried her best, patted and shook, and tried to feed the baby again, but although the baby cried loudly and sometimes softly, the posture of crying to death did not abate slightly.

The imperial doctor said worriedly: "Your Majesty, it's impossible to go on like this!"

These days, it is not easy for a full-term child to survive, let alone a child who is less than a month old and peeled out of the mother's belly?There is a folk saying that seven live and eight don't live, and this child is just eight months old.

Emperor Qian stretched out his hand and pointed: "Give it to him."

Jia Wan was stunned: "Your Majesty?"

Why give it to him?Does he look good with kids?

It's not that he has no sympathy, but that the profession is not right for you!

If the child is an orphan with no one to support him, he is willing to raise him, find some nurses for him, and find the best doctor for him when he is sick, but he is definitely not going to be a nurse himself...

No matter what Jia Wan thought, when the nanny stuffed the child into his arms like a hot potato, he could only continue.

The crying stopped abruptly, leaving only sobs of grievance.

He stopped crying, Jia Wan wanted to cry, and looked up at Emperor Qian pitifully.

Emperor Qian looked at the two aggrieved faces, one big and one small, and coughed dryly: "Yizhi, you are injured, you have taken medicine in a while, rest here for a night, and then go back to the mansion tomorrow... I still have work to do." , come back and see you again."

Run away as if to leave.

No... Jia Wan was dumbfounded: Where's the kid?What about the child?Throw it here and leave it alone?

"It's okay," Zhao Yi reassured, "After you've taken the medicine later, just sleep and leave the child to me."

Silly boy, what do you think this little thing is trying to do to you? Do you have milk, or are you better at holding babies than others?

Take medicine and sleep now!

Jia Wan asked suspiciously, "Aren't you busy today?"

For Emperor Qian, Zhao Yi, and many people in the capital, tonight was a sleepless night.

Zhao Yi scratched the child's face lightly with the back of his finger, and said, "No rush."

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