Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 185 Physical Condition

Zhang Yuanqing leaned against the head of the bed and thought slowly. Several doctors had taken turns to take his pulse.

Noticing the unnatural expressions of Chang Qiong and others, Zhang Yuanqing had a guess in his mind.

"Qingque, all of you go down."

After saying this, Zhang Yuanqing already felt physically exhausted.

After receiving the order from the Marquis, Qingque and his companions left the room and stood guard outside from a distance.

"Cough cough" accompanied by the coughing sound, the man who was already pale looked even thinner.

"Go ahead."

Chang Qie and Xia Wuqi looked at each other, and then at His Majesty.

At this time, Fusu also noticed that something was unusual.

"Your Majesty, my Lord,"

After hesitating for a long time, Xia Wuqie finally spoke, "The Marquis was injured this time, and his heart meridian was damaged."

"Although I'm awake now, the damage to my body is irreversible."

"My lord, my lord,"

Seeing Xia Wuqie's concerns, Zhang Yuanqing pulled the corners of his pale mouth.

"How much time do I have?"

Upon hearing this, Fusu suddenly turned his head and stared at his teacher, his eyes turning red in an instant.

Looking at the teacher's calm eyes, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and then he quickly turned around and wiped them away.

Ying Zheng clenched his large hands under his sleeves, his veins bulging.

"explain."

One look, one word, almost made Xia Wuqie lose his balance.

"If you take good care of it, you can live for five or six years."

As the last word fell, the air seemed to condense into frost.

"cough cough cough"

A rapid cough broke the silence.

"teacher."

Fusu carefully held Zhang Yuanqing's arm. As the word "teacher" fell, the moisture in his eyes gathered into tears and slid down his cheeks.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand with difficulty and wiped away Fusu's tears.

"You're already the prince, how can you still cry?"

With a light chuckle, Zhang Yuanqing patted the back of Fusu's hand to comfort him.

"Please, doctors, please keep this matter secret."

Xia Wuqi and the others looked at each other, then bowed.

"promise."

"His Majesty"

Ying Zheng stood up and walked forward. Fusu looked at his father and gave up his seat.

"Your Majesty, I am afraid that my health will require a long period of recuperation. I am afraid that this will delay the administration of state affairs. I resign the position of Right Prime Minister. I hope Your Majesty will grant this."

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Yuanqing lying on the hospital bed. "Zhang Qing, please don't dwell on these things. Take good care of yourself. We are king and subject, and I am still waiting for you to recover so that you can help me solve my problems."

"Host, you can't resign."

Zhang Yuanqing was about to say something else when the system's voice suddenly appeared, scaring Zhang Yuanqing into coughing again.

"why?"

"Host, we are the system of famous ministers throughout history."

"Ok."

The system is silent again.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled, without a trace of worry about his short life in his eyes.

"Your Majesty is right. Once I recover from my injuries, I will help you with your worries."

The king and his minister looked at each other, and then there was smile in their eyes.

The king and his ministers exchanged a few more words. Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing looked tired, Ying Zheng took Fusu and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After Qingque and others took care of Zhang Yuanqing and helped him take the medicine, Zhang Yuanqing fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already the next day.

"The Lord is awake."

"I will help you wash up."

Qingque and his men were waiting outside the door. When they heard the noise, they pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing the person on the bed open his eyes and look at them with a smile, his voice became much lighter.

"Ah."

"Ada, where's Er?"

"Are they injured?"

Qingque's hands, which were twisting the handkerchief, trembled, and the handkerchief fell into the basin, splashing water.

"What's wrong? Are Ada and Aer seriously injured?"

Zhang Yuanqing was a little anxious. He bought A Da and A Er when he was preparing to travel around the world.

At that time, I was in poor health and needed someone to take care of me. I also needed someone with strong martial arts skills to protect me because I had to travel between countries.

At that time, A Da and A Er were sold out by their master.

When he passed by, he saw the two men were beaten to pieces, and he couldn't bear it, so he bought them.

Afterwards, a doctor was hired to treat the two men. After they recovered, it was discovered that they both had martial arts skills and were quite good at it.

From then on, A Da and A Er stayed by his side, and had sacrificed their lives to protect him many times, both in the past and now.

"Say it."

Seeing that Qingque didn't answer, Zhang Yuanqing became anxious and his voice was filled with anger.

"cough cough"

Qingque dropped the handkerchief he had just picked up and said, "My Lord, please don't get angry. It's bad for your health."

"Then tell me quickly and don't hide anything."

"explain."

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing like this, Qingque hesitated for a while before speaking: "My Lord, Ada and Aer were seriously injured.

"Already gone."

"cough cough cough"

Hearing the sound, Qingque looked up and saw Zhang Yuanqing covering his chest with one hand, with blood at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't breathe.

Qingque was frightened.

"Doctor, call the doctor."

Soon, Chang Xi, Xia Wuqie and others ran in carrying medicine boxes.

"Get out of the way."

Chang Xuan walked forward, and Han Shui behind him pulled Qingque apart, letting Chang Xuan sit down and taking Zhang Yuanqing's pulse.

"My Lord, if you don't want us to be beheaded by His Majesty, please remain calm and don't get excited."

"Your body can't take the beating."

Chang Qiong took Zhang Yuanqing's pulse, sighed, and advised.

Looking at Zhang Yuanqing's condition, you can tell that he was stimulated.

How does this make.

He glanced at Qingque disapprovingly.

I didn't try to persuade the Marquis properly, how could I let him do this?

When Chang Qiong withdrew his hand, he sighed again.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing also calmed down and his breathing became smoother.

He glanced at Chang Xi apologetically and said, "Thank you doctors for your concern. I will pay more attention in the future."

Chang Xi only spoke after Han Shui and the others finished taking his pulse.

"My Lord, please keep your word and don't get so excited again."

"I'm sure you've noticed how your body is doing. You should take your medicine on time and maintain a normal state of mind."

"I understand. Sorry for the trouble."

"You are too polite, my Lord. I will go down and prescribe medicine for you."

After the doctors left, Qingque looked up at Zhang Yuanqing's expression, and started to wash Zhang Yuanqing with the maid.

"My Lord, breakfast is ready. I will bring it to you."

"Go."

Qingque bowed and left. Zhang Yuanqing saw that there were still people in the room and said, "You guys go down too."

"promise."

After everyone left, Zhang Yuanqing leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes.

Not long after, Qingque came in with a small bowl of rice porridge and wanted to feed it to Zhang Yuanqing, but was rejected.

"I can do it myself."

Seeing Qingque disagreed, he forced a smile and said, "I'm just sick, not disabled. Why are you acting like this?"

Then, he slowly finished his porridge.

"My Lord, please rest first. I will go and make you some medicine."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing frowned subconsciously, but didn't say much.

"Go."

The room fell silent again.

"System, is it there?"

"What's the matter, host?"

"I only have a few years left in my body. How can I complete this mission? Do you have a way to extend my lifespan?"

The system made a buzzing sound, which made Zhang Yuanqing frown.

There was no answer for a long time.