Zhu Yuanzhang asked: "How is Cao Guogong's condition?"
"Not optimistic!" Li Qing said truthfully, "The Duke has too many old illnesses, and now they are coming one after another. I...have no way to save myself."
Zhu Yuanzhang was silent, and Zhu Biao also looked sad.
"Bao'er...how much time does he have?"
Li Qing smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, I am not the King of Hell, so how can one judge how long a person's life is?"
"You are a doctor, you can always tell the approximate time, right?" Zhu Yuanzhang said displeased, "We are not ignorant, you just answer truthfully."
"About..." Li Qing pondered for a moment, "About a month!"
"Our nephew only has one month left?" Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't accept it for a while. "At the beginning of winter two years ago, he came to the palace to drink with us. It has only been more than two months, so why is the end approaching?"
Li Qing was speechless.
"Bao'er is only in his forties, is there really nothing he can do?"
"I will try my best."
"You...sigh!" Zhu Yuanzhang did not make things difficult again. He understood that Li Qing was different from those imperial doctors and would not take the wrong aim in order to avoid responsibility.
"Try your best to cure it. If you need any medicinal materials, you can have someone come to the palace to get them."
"I obey the decree."
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, "We will prepare for war after the new year. Try your best to take care of military affairs. Lan Yu is used to being domineering, so you have to keep an eye on him."
"I obey the decree."
"What else can you say besides this?" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly became angry for no reason.
Li Qing was speechless: "Your Majesty, what did you ask me to say?"
"You..." Zhu Yuanzhang flicked his sleeves angrily, "Get out of here."
Okay, you are amazing, you are noble... Li Qing's nose almost turned crooked, "I'm leaving."
Damn, this food from Lao Zhu’s family is too unpalatable. If it weren’t for the difficulty in obtaining household registration and Jin Yiwei’s business ability, I wouldn’t be able to serve him anymore.
If you want me to give you some advice tomorrow, you can't.
After returning home, Li Qing leaned on the chair for a long time, still so angry that he couldn't even eat dinner.
I only ate three large bowls of rice and two bowls of soup, and I couldn't eat any more.
…
The next day.
Wan Ling raised her head from Li Qing's arms, and her black hair fell down naturally. The tips of her hair touched her chest, which felt itchy and very comfortable.
The early morning sunlight shines on her face through the gap in the window. Her delicate oval face becomes whiter and more delicate. Under the influence of the sunlight, the fine vellus hairs can be seen clearly, making her look even more childish and pure.
A guilty pleasure!
Li Qing raised his index finger to pick up a strand of black hair, circled it on his fingertips, and said gently: "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer!"
"Sir, the sun is out." Wan Ling pushed him, "Get up, otherwise the two sisters will laugh at Wan Ling."
"What are you afraid of? They are not the same."
Li Qing stretched out his arms to embrace her, enjoying the softness, "Don't we just want to enjoy happiness during the New Year?"
Wan Ling struggled slightly, but without breaking away, she hugged him with her back, pressed her face against his chest, and said foolishly: "Sir, Wan Ling likes you so much."
"Sir, I like you too." Compared to Wan Ling's true feelings, Li Qing's words were full of perfunctory and not careless at all, and even seemed like a scumbag who puts on a robe and doesn't recognize anyone.
Wan Ling pouted. As smart as she was, she would naturally understand the meaning of the words, but she was very satisfied with this.
She was born in a brothel, and with the life she has now, she can wake up from her dreams with a smile, so there is nothing she can't be satisfied with.
As a prostitute, how could she expect to make her husband fall in love with her?
"Sir, you are now a Marquis, isn't it..." After a pause, Wan Ling whispered, "Should I marry Mrs. Fang?"
"Didn't I tell you that people like me can't start a family?" Li Qing rolled his eyes, "Don't think so wildly, isn't it good for us to do this?"
Wan Ling's delicate eyebrows furrowed, "I've heard people say that the maidservant in the temple is dangerous, but... with your current status and the emperor's favor, as long as you don't make a big mistake, there will be no accidents.
It’s okay to be cautious, but there’s no need to be too cautious.”
Li Qing pinched her cheek and said amusedly: "You really want me to get a real wife back?"
Wan Ling pursed her red lips, smacked his cheek, and said with a smile: "That's not the case, I also want to have more of your husband's favor."
Immediately, he sighed again: "But the maid and the two sisters are... It's okay to serve the gentleman happily, but how can he enter the palace? How can the gentleman be such a big official without a mistress in the house?"
Li Qing was greatly touched. This little girl really gave her heart to him. In fact, it was not just her, Lianxiang Hongxiu was not the same, but they had lower self-esteem than Wanling. They were not even clean, so they had always restrained themselves.
emotion.
Most of the sincerity towards him is shown in the love in bed.
At this moment, Li Qing's heart strings fluctuated, and he even felt true feelings, but he was quickly suppressed again.
"Well, I don't want to marry yet. As for the future... we'll talk about the future later."
After a pause, "I think it's pretty good now, isn't it?"
"Sir, if you think it's good, it's good." Wan Ling smiled and hugged her tighter, making Li Qing feel better and nuzzling her at the same time.
This girl probably learned from those two girls... Qing said she couldn't stand it.
At this time, Xiao Guizi's urgent shouting sounded outside the door:
"Master Marquis, Marquis Yongqing, please open the door quickly."
"Sir, the imperial envoy is here." Wan Ling caught his mischievous hand, "Official business is important."
Just listen to Xiao Guizi continue to shout: "Master Hou, don't hide in the house and keep silent, this slave knows you are at home!
Open the door quickly, something happened, something big happened."
"What's up?"
The small courtyard is not big, and Li Qing used some Qi, so Xiao Guizi outside could hear it clearly.
"Mr. Cao Guo is critically ill. He vomited a lot of blood this morning. Please hurry up. If you wait any longer, it will be too late."
Damn it!
Li Qing was dumbfounded. Yesterday, he promised Lao Zhu that he could live for a month. Today, he is critically ill. This... shouldn't be the case!
But now is not the time to be entangled, and he doesn't care about Wenwenxiang anymore. He puts on his robe in a hurry, without washing his face or brushing his teeth. He puts on his shoes and rushes out.
“Clang——!”
The door was suddenly opened. Xiao Guizi, who was about to continue knocking on the door, stumbled and almost fell into the courtyard. He ignored it and said quickly: "Master Hou, please hurry up, otherwise it will be too late."
"I know, I'll go right away."
Li Qing responded hurriedly, without even looking at the carriage, and just ran away.
…
Duke Cao's Mansion.
When Li Qing arrived in a hurry, Li Wenzhong was already on his deathbed, and the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol and blood.
"Didn't I say no to meat and fish and no alcohol?"
He is not completely blaming the blame. As a doctor, it is really annoying for patients to be disobedient. Moreover, from the smell of alcohol in the room, it is not difficult to judge how much Li Wenzhong drank, at least two large bottles.
He was already extremely ill and drank so much alcohol, just to seek death.
Li Qing couldn't help but get angry at the patient Li Wenzhong, and vented his anger on Li Jinglong, "Master Li, I made it clear to you yesterday, why did you..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted, "Quickly think of a way to stabilize Bao'er's condition first."
"..." Li Qing reluctantly handed over his hand and said yes.
In fact, it's not necessary at all.
If Li Wenzhong had just finished drinking and called him over, he would still be able to do something. But after a night, even with Hua Tuo alive and Bian Que reborn, it would be of no help.
Li Wenzhong forced a smile and said, "I don't blame anyone. It's me who wants to drink."
"My lord, please stop talking." Li Qing forced himself to calm down, "Let me help you see if there is any other way."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he put it on his wrist, Li Wenzhong moved his wrist away, "It's not necessary."
"Why is it unnecessary? You bastard, why don't you let us worry?" Zhu Yuanzhang was furious.
The so-called deep love and deep responsibility, if the nephew was not dying, he would have to use the sole of his shoe to slap him.
"uncle."
Li Wenzhong called softly.
When his uncle shouted, Zhu Yuanzhang's heart almost broke, and he was not even angry at all.
"Bao'er..." Zhu Yuanzhang said with tears in his eyes and a trembling voice: "We promised my sister that we will take good care of you. If you go like this, how will you explain to her when we go underground in the future?"
Li Wenzhong smiled with difficulty, "Uncle, do you think my nephew is a hero?"
"Forget it, no, you are the hero of our Ming Dynasty." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded heavily.
Li Wenzhong smiled and said, "Heroes have to die a hero's way. My nephew doesn't want to be covered in urine and feces and be miserable!"
Get drunk and then sleep forever. This kind of death is worthy of a hero, don't you think?"
Zhu Yuanzhang opened his mouth, tears rolling down his face.
"My nephew is unfilial and celebrates the New Year, making my uncle so sad...ahem..."
Li Wenzhong vomited a large mouthful of blood again, his energy and energy suddenly dropped a lot, and he was completely exhausted.
But still holding on.
"Bao'er... stop talking. It's uncle's fault. It's uncle who didn't take good care of you." Zhu Yuanzhang was in mourning.
"Uncle, don't be sad. Although my nephew's life is not long, it is very bright. If a man comes to this world to live this life, he will live it in vain."
Li Wenzhong looked relieved and paused, "I'm just... a little worried about Xin Jinglong. My nephew wants to..."
"Don't worry, we will definitely teach Jinglong well." Zhu Yuanzhang held his nephew's hand tightly and murmured in his mouth, "Don't worry, Bao'er, don't worry Bao'er..."
Li Wenzhong smiled, with a contented and peaceful expression on his face, and murmured: "Tian...tian for uncle..."
The last sentence could not be finished after all, and passed away suddenly.