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"how is he?"

At this time, Shen Zhaoxue had already been bathed and better dressed, but there was a gloomy whiteness on her face, as if she would die at any moment, which made Di Yunge a little worried.

The white-bearded doctor put down Shen Zhaoxue's hand, seemingly helpless, "Mr. Shen really has a cold."

"Just before His Majesty came down, Mr. Shen was sweating and his body was cold, his nose was stuffy and retching, and he was convulsing all over. Just now, I ordered someone to boil medicine for this symptom, and I can take it later, but the wind and cold are extremely cold. Intractable."

"I am not fully sure that I can completely cure Mr. Shen..."

As soon as the white-bearded doctor said this, he heard Di Yunge interrupt in a cold voice, "No matter what method, let me cure him."

Di Yunge looked at Shen Zhaoxue who was pressing her eyes tightly on the bed, and frowned a little displeased, "It can't be cured, you can make "medicine" for him."

The white-bearded doctor heard "Yao Yin" and immediately knelt down in front of Di Yunge trembling, "Your Majesty, forgive me! I will do my best to cure Mr. Shen."

To say that the most insane thing Di Yunge did was to use living people as medicine.

The emperor did not know where he learned a method, which is to put a living person into boiling water and cook them half-cooked, and when they are fished out, the skin of the half-acquainted person can be scraped off with a light touch like paper. Down.

At this time, the skin of the semi-acquainted person is collected and some Chinese herbal medicine is added to make the person jump alive and kicking, but no one knows what will happen after actually eating it.

Because Di Yunge usually only makes medicine to attract people and will not really take it, so the world only knows that the end of the person who is used to make medicine to attract is extremely miserable.

As for the extent of the misery, it is simply impossible to describe in words. The mild ones died of pain shortly after the skin was removed, and the severe ones endured the pain of the skin being burned every day, and when the weather warmed up, the muscles on their bodies It was big chunks falling down, some old medicines were attractive, and after the skin was taken from the face, there were only a few blood vessels connecting the protruding eyeballs, which made people look scary.

If it comes to summer, it will be a hell on earth, not only will the smell of rotting meat attract some flies to breed on the body, but it will also provoke the neighbors to scold them. That feeling is like death.

"Get up, how can you cure kneeling like this?" Di Yunge asked him to get up and pressed his temple tiredly.

Later, a court lady made medicine and gave it to Shen Zhaoxue to drink, but he was too sick, and he vomited out the medicine after taking a spoonful or two of it.

After watching it for a while, Di Yunge couldn't help but said, "Give me the medicine, and I will feed him."

The maid thought that Di Yunge was blaming her for not feeding well, so she handed Di Yunge the soup in her hand with trembling hands.

Di Yunge frowned and took the decoction for fear that the maid would spill it when he handed it over. Although he was a little upset, he still didn't vent it and just asked the maid to back down.

"Your Majesty, don't drop this bowl." Seeing Di Yunge take the decoction from the maid, the imperial physician thought he was trying to make things difficult for Shen Zhaoxue again, so he couldn't help but said.

Di Yunge has never been involved in human affairs, he will make people half-dead while asking you to cure them and say that if they can't be cured, he will be buried with you.

So because of Di Yunge's superiority, the number of imperial physicians in the palace has been reduced by more than half.

That's why the white-bearded imperial doctor thought Di Yunge was here to make trouble when he saw Di Yunge holding the decoction.

Di Yunge's face darkened as soon as he heard the imperial doctor's words, his red and phoenix eyes were full of sternness, but then he thought that there were not many imperial physicians in the palace, and if he died, there would be no one to treat Shen Zhaoxue up.

Thinking of this, Di Yunge suppressed the desire to kill and sent the imperial doctor away, and then gave Shen Zhaoxue the medicine mouth to mouth.

There are cinnamon twigs, peonies, ginger and jujube in this medicine. It tastes bitter and slightly sweet. Di Yunge never likes bitterness. After taking a sip and feeding it to Shen Zhaoxue, the bitterness in his mouth made him a little unbearable.

He put the decoction aside and reached out to touch Shen Zhaoxue's cheek, Di Yunge was so cold that he withdrew his hand as soon as he touched it, but his phoenix eyes were full of love.

Resigned to his fate, he took another big gulp of the decoction and then fed it to Shen Zhaoxue. Because Di Yunge fed too much at one time, Shen Zhaoxue vomited it out again after drinking it.

"The throat is so shallow?" Di Yunge took out the embroidered handkerchief on his body and wiped the corners of Shen Zhaoxue's mouth. Although Shen Zhaoxue was unconscious and couldn't hear, he still couldn't help joking.

Di Yunge put away the handkerchief, and took another sip of the soup, but this time he drank quite a bit, because he was afraid that Shen Zhaoxue would spit out the soup again.

In fact, Di Yunge didn't have to do it personally, but for some reason he wanted to do it himself, and replaced him with someone else.

Di Yunge attributed all his reactions to Shen Zhaoxue's face that resembled Shen Jinyu, but he couldn't get the original body, so it would be nice to have someone who looks like him by his side.

After all, he waited for that person for six years...

At this time, Di Yunge had just finished feeding the medicine, he put the small white jade bowl aside and possessed himself, then put his face against Shen Zhaoxue's.

Shen Zhaoxue's face was still cold but Di Yunge didn't care, he reached out and touched Shen Zhaoxue's beautiful nose.

"Get well soon." Di Yunge muttered to himself.

The sunlight flicked through the window, and the shadows of the flowers moved forward.

It has been half a month since Shen Zhaoxue contracted the wind and cold, and during this half month, Di Yunge came to accompany Shen Zhaoxue every day and every morning, completely treating him as Shen Jinyu.

Shen's father had mentioned to Di Yunge that he would take Shen Zhaoxue back to the Shen Mansion to take care of him, but he did not expect that Di Yunge directly refused and made him think more about Beiyun's homeless riots.

"How is today? Is it better?" Di Yunge hurriedly changed his clothes and came to look for Shen Zhaoxue as soon as he went to court.

Shen Zhaoxue has recovered for half a month, but she is still lacking in spirit, and her lips are also sick. She is lying on the table and drinking the bitter Chinese medicine every day.

"I hope Your Majesty will take care of you, the grass people are much better." Shen Zhaoxue took the medicine from the hand of the maid beside her, turned her wrist and drank all the medicine into her mouth.

After hearing him say that he felt much better, Di Yunge's expression was as sweet as eating honey. Shen Zhaoxue glanced at him, and felt that Di Yunge seemed to be a different person after he walked through the gate of hell. He didn't kill him, ransacked his whole family, and offered to let him continue to recuperate in the other palace, and even visited him every day and sometimes brought him some rare things.

It looked like a little doll, and couldn't wait to share his things with others.

Even so, Shen Zhaoxue is still afraid of Di Yunge sometimes, so that Shen Zhaoxue sweats when she hears him speak.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Di Yunge looked at the thin sweat on Shen Zhaoxue's forehead, then took out the handkerchief in his sleeve to wipe his sweat.