In the past four days, what Jiang Chi thought most was that maybe he died and returned to modern times. When he woke up, the first thing he saw was the little fat orange squatting next to his pillow, the room he was familiar with, There is his bed, and his computer is on the table.

The eyes were sore, and the soreness eroded the entire eye sockets, and tears fell down.

Jiang Chi clutched his chest, it hurt so much, his heart should not be held in front of others, it fell to pieces, he didn't even have the courage to put it back together.

If he can return to modern times after he dies, then let him die. Anyway, there is no reason for him to stay here.

Chen Qing returned to the side hall with injuries all over his body, and entered the hall with medicine and meals. Chen Qing couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were not many injuries on his face, otherwise the master would be sad again when he saw it.

As usual, Chen Qing fed Jiang Chi with medicine, and Jiang Chi only ate less than one-third of the food, which was a small dish.

Chen Qing still wanted to feed, but Jiang Chi closed his eyes.

"Xiao Qingzi, as master, I'm really useless." Jiang Chi is very sensitive to the smell of blood. Jiang Chi knows that during the few days when Xiao Qingzi took care of him, he could always smell the blood on Chen Qing's body. smell.

There are many people in this palace who praise the high and depress the low. With his fall from favor, the Jiangchi that Xiao Qingzi suffered was also expected.

"Xiao Qingzi is useless." Chen Qing had a sore nose, "Master, you need to eat more to get better."

Jiang Chi shook his head and coughed violently. He coughed more and more in the past two days. The heart-piercing feeling of coughing was very uncomfortable, as if he wanted to cough up the organs in his body.

"Xiao Qingzi, don't worry about it. Maybe, this side hall is where I will spend the rest of my life." Jiang Chi said calmly, and a trace of indifference and acceptance flashed through his eyes clouded by coughing, "I know my situation. When I'm gone, I'll take my copybook to the emperor, and the emperor will arrange a good place for you when he sees this."

"Master, you will be fine, I assure you." Chen Qing was full of uneasiness. In just seven days, the master's face became thinner, and his eye sockets sunken inward, making him look even thinner. He was smiling the same as before. There is a huge difference between the master who stuffs pastries in his mouth.

Chen Qing couldn't hold back his tears, and they fell down. Chen Qing firmly grasped Jiang Chi's hand, "Master, no, I will ask the emperor, the emperor will always find a solution."

Jiang Chi sighed silently, for Zhai Xu, his heart died, and now he just wants to be quiet for a while.

"Xiaoqingzi, I'm tired and I want to sleep for a while." Chen Qing tucked Jiangchi in the quilt and walked out of the hall after a long time. He will go to Longjue Hall tomorrow. Beloved, there is always a way out, the master will be fine, nothing will happen.

In the dead of night, Zhai Xu, who was supposed to be asleep, tossed and turned on the bed, and realized that when he arrived at the side hall, Zhai Xu had already entered the hall and did not wake anyone up.

The light in the hall was dim, and Jiang Chi's suppressed cough could be heard occasionally, Zhai Xu's heart ached, and he walked to the bedside and looked down at Jiang Chi.

The air in the hall was cold, and the bed was covered with two quilts and a thick cloak. Even so, Jiang Chi's face was pale and feeble, his pointed chin was so thin that it was almost out of shape, and his cheeks had finally grown fleshy. In just a few days there was nothing left.

His eyes were closed tightly, his brow was furrowed, and he never relaxed even in his sleep.

I don't know why the wound hurts, Jiang Chi coughed and cried, moaning lowly, like a wounded little animal, "cough cough." Jiang Chi retched painfully, the familiar feeling of suffocation and discomfort surged Coming up, Jiang Chi, who finally fell asleep, hurriedly took out a handkerchief from under the pillow and covered his lips.

The faint smell of blood permeated the air, and the tight string in Zhai Xu's heart broke instantly, and unreasonable panic surged up. Zhai Xu involuntarily clenched Jiang Chi's wrist, and almost tremblingly took out a few bloody handkerchiefs.

Jiang Chi coughed lightly, "Xiao Qingzi, I'm fine. When I die and burn it, it will be ashes to ashes and dust to dust." In this side hall, I will come to the hall at night After all, only Xiao Qingzi was left, Jiang Chi smiled bitterly, he was looking forward to something after all.

"Shut up, I order you, don't die." Zhai Xu grabbed Jiang Chi's wrist with such force that he almost wanted to unload him.

Jiang Chi's eyes were pitch black, and he followed the voice and looked in Zhai Xu's direction. After a while, Jiang Chi lay on the pillow and closed his eyes quietly.

His illness has deteriorated to this point in just a few days, most likely because he was more sad than heartbroken. When he confirmed that idea, he made full use of it. He poured things into his mouth every day, and his illness continued to worsen day by day. , Jiang Chi sometimes thinks, maybe this is his fate.

The side hall was brightly lit, and on this ordinary night, all the imperial physicians from the imperial hospital arrived at the side hall to give Jiangchi one by one a pulse.

Zhai Xu stood where he was, and everyone didn't dare to do anything wrong with that overwhelming aura. Zhai Xu's eyes were cold, and an unspeakable sadness permeated his whole heart. When the lamp was lit, the handkerchiefs tightly clenched in his hand were stained with blood. It's dark black, with overlapping traces, one can imagine how tightly he kept it a secret.

"How." The short words seemed to knock on the hearts of everyone, and their bodies and minds began to tremble in panic.

"Back to the emperor, the son's cold air entered the body, he coughed slightly, and he was injured and infected. The wind and cold hit the lungs, the flu intensified, and what was more serious was the depression in the son's heart."

Every time the imperial physician said a word, Zhai Xu's body became more and more chilly, and when he finished speaking, everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

"Cough cough, cough cough." Jiang Chi couldn't stop coughing, and it lasted for a minute before it became weaker. Zhai Xu kicked the head doctor in the chest, "Hurry up and find a way for me."

"Otherwise, I'll take your heads off."

Zhai Xu strode to Jiang Chi's side, and snatched the medicine bowl from Chen Qing's hand.

Chen Qing glanced at the master who had his eyes closed, silently gave up the space, and left the hall, and the imperial physicians came out of the hall one after another to discuss the solution.

"Young Master, can you tell me about your diet in the past few days, and the medicinal materials left by the medicine you took?" Chen Qing froze, looking coldly at the imperial physicians standing in a group, everyone was afraid to avoid him when he fell out of favor. no, now...

"Come with me." Chen Qing's tone was not good, and some imperial doctors knew they were wrong, so they didn't make much theory.

Jiang Chi has not fallen asleep since he woke up from coughing, and with Zhai Xu's fanfare, Jiang Chi also vaguely understands that he recognized Zhai Xu as Xiao Qingzi earlier.

"A Chi, get up and drink the medicine." Zhai Xu's extremely gentle words, Jiang Chi's lips raised a bitter smile, lying on the bed without moving, he didn't want to see Zhai Xu, and asked Xu Li to move out of the side hall without saying a word All the things he sent, and Zhai Xu's indifference and determination when he broke into Longjue Hall.

At that time, Jiang Chi knew that he was wrong.

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