Would You Like to Have a Drink

Zong Luo walked to the guest room deep in his prince’s mansion.

 

It had to be said that after the old imperial physician’s acupuncture needle treatment, he had almost completely recovered, and that the acupoint tapping was of no use anymore. He could see everything crystal clear. Perhaps it was due to the use of various precious medicinal materials, that his vision skyrocketed in a straight line.

 

Hope the medical sage can come to the Imperial City to cooperate with him in the next few days, otherwise he really might have some difficulty continuing this act all by himself.

 

Zong Luo did not rush to open the door, and thought to see first the imperial physician.

 

At present, the sun had just set, which happened to be the time for the shift change among the imperial physicians.

 

Zong Luo pushed the door open, and the old imperial physician who was squatting in front of the medicine basket threw down the medicine in his hand and stood up quickly to salute, “Third Highness.”

 

Zong Luo waved his hand to indicate that he did not have to do this, “Physician Lin, I came over to ask, how is the situation of the young master in the medical clinic?”

 

When he mentioned this, the imperial doctor hurriedly squatted down on the ground and clapped his hands and said, “Your Highness, the young master last night…….really…this subject has been practicing medicine for so many years, and he has never seen such a despicable method before! It’s truly devoid of conscience, devoid of conscience ah!”

 

This kind of inhumane thing, no matter who it was done to, whether it’d be a man or a woman, it would definitely be regarded as physical and psychological double damage.

 

The old imperial physician had heard that the late emperor’s harem often used some underhanded tactics, and one of the concubines who caused trouble in the palace liked to use this method to punish her subordinates. But Emperor Yuan’s harem was too peaceful, couldn’t even afford to flip a little storm and anyone who dared to jump would die,  with absolutely not a slight trace of old feelings. The former Concubine Rong, who was the most popular in the harem for a while, in the end was still executed because of her involvement in the rebellion of her mother’s family. The blood of the nobles also flowed into the gutters of the common people’s vegetable market, without any trace of tenderness.

 

“The young master was in a coma last night. This subject asked a little servant to apply medicine to him, it’s just that it was only for external injuries.Today, after waking up, he refused anyone to give him medicine no matter what…..His Highness’s medicine are all top-notch, as long as he doesn’t act recklessly and refuse to listen to advice like this afternoon, and takes good care of himself, he should be fine.”

 

“What about Young Maser Ye’s hand?” Zong Luo touched his nose.

 

He deeply regretted, he was the one who had the preconceived idea, of simply transferring the things Ye Linghan did in his previous life to the Ye Linghan in this life. When he asked the question, he didn’t notice Ye Linghan’s evasive look on his face.

 

Even if it was the servant’s fault, the master had to suffer the same, just like Emperor Yuan didn’t care who was innocent and who was not innocent when he ransacked homes. However, in the end, Ye Linghan didn’t say anything and Zong Luo was not the type of person to unjustly blame others for no reason.

 

“It’s okay. His hand just looked seriously injured, but in fact, it didn’t pierce the meridians. To put it bluntly, it’s just a skin and flesh injury. Just needs to nurture for a while, and it won’t be an incompletely cured illness.”

 

As long as there are no sequela.

 

After Zong Luo confirmed that it was without a mistake, he signaled his servants to go in and notify.

 

A hoarse voice came from the inside. “Please come in.”

 

Pushing open the door, a strong scent of witchcraft medicine swept over his face. A huge charcoal brazier was placed on the ground, and a fire was burning inside, which further fumigated this kind of severe and lingering disease medicine.

 

Zong Luo furrowed his brow slightly and closed the door behind him.

 

The old imperial physician said that Ye Linghan’s body was covered with wounds, and there were still many places where blood was oozing. If was forced to wear clothes, he would be in unbearable pain under the rubbing of the clothes. However, Ye Linghan still refused to listen and stood in front of the Third Prince’s Mansion for two hours, and finally passed out due to physical exhaustion.

 

After he passed out, the servant helped him take off the clothes that were painful even if it was just to cover his body, and carefully placed him on the bed. Now he seemed to be awake.

 

He was indeed a very disobedient patient. No wonder the old imperial physician kept talking about it.

 

For the sake of politeness, considering that the other party was not only in a vacuum condition at present, but had also encountered a very bad thing not long ago, Zong Luo did not move forward, but just stood at the door like this.

 

The young man sat on the bed with his hair disheveled and was covered with a thick blanket.

 

His face was somewhat indescribably haggard, lips were pale, with a pair of sunken eyes, however, they were burning with a completely different fierce flame than before.

 

Zong Luo had seen Ye Linghan in this state.

 

The person who followed Yu Beizhou in his previous life was Ye Linghan who had turned blackened like this.

 

Before this, the Wei Country proton was aloof, silent, and knew how to seek benefits and avoid harm.

 

But since then, he had become an unscrupulous, crazy, sinister and ruthless lunatic.

 

The room was completely silent.

 

Just when Zong Luo wanted to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, Ye Linghan suddenly spoke, his voice extremely hoarse, “Why are you standing so far away?”

 

His fingertips were still clenching the crane cloak draped over his shoulders.

 

Zong Luo took a look and realized that it was the robe he placed on Ye Linghan last night. A large piece of the lower part had been cut off, and the original appearance couldn’t be seen at all, but the latter still clenched it tightly, with knuckles turning white, and refused to loosen even a little bit.

 

Zong Luo was about to explain, but also remembered that he was still blind at present and should not see these.

 

As a result, when the words came to his lips, he took a different approach, “I don’t really like the smell of witchcraft medicine.”

 

Indeed, the servants in the Third Prince’s Mansion knew that His Highness did not like to drink medicine, thus they would follow the instructions of Steward Liao and keep an eye on him when he drank medicine three times a day. It was also said that after drinking, a special sweet candied fruit should be prepared as well.

 

Hearing that it was not because of him that he didn’t stand closer, Ye Linghan’s pale, paper-like complexion finally improved a little, with a hint of imperceptible color returning to his face.

 

He stared closely at the prince in white not far away, and in an instant, thousands of emotions welled up in his heart.

 

Just like last night in the snow.

 

He was naked, in an embarrassing situation all over, and utterly dissipated.

 

But this man, holding a spotless umbrella, his clothes were whiter than the snow falling on the umbrella, was like the white clouds high above the horizon.

 

Ye Linghan didn’t understand why he had such complicated emotions.

 

Being caught in such an ugly and unsightly sight by such a person made his mind even more like it was a rotten mud infested with maggots on the ground.