Nirvana In Fire

When he heard the sound of the flying stream, Xiao Jingxuan had just sent Jing Fei back and was about to sit down and validate the first list of awards. At first, he thought he had heard it wrong. He stunned before reacting. He was calling himself and rushed out.

The relatives of the guards in the courtyard stared at the stream. Obviously they did not know what he was shouting about. They were not set up until they saw King Jing. They said: "Brother Su! ”

Jing Wang did not know well. He rushed in and took a look. If he saw Mae Chang-su leaning on the table, he could not move. He stayed under the lamp and took a closer look. People were unconscious and his body temperature was terribly low. He was busy holding him up. But there was already someone on the indoor bed. The flowing bed was almost the floor again. He hesitated to take him into his main house and ordered someone to go to the Tai Doctor immediately.

Prince Jing summoned him. The Tai Doctor naturally ran fast. After he could give the patient a pulse, he could not speak for half a day.

“Your Highness is waiting. Have you finished your diagnosis?” The warrior England, who accompanied him, was anxious to ask.

“Returning to Your Highness,” the Tai Doctor bowed artificially, "From the external sensory symptoms of the patient, it seems cold, but the pulse can be scrutinized, but the fire is brisk, this form is very different... I have never seen it before in my low office, I dare not take the medicine easily, I ask for consultation. ”

“Consultation?” King Jing turns to the Legion of War, “you go, the chauffeur doctor, all summoned. ”

Lieutenant Ying promised to go outside, but there was a weak stop in the bed: “No need...”

King Jing reached out to help each other, helped Mae Chang-su sit up a little bit and leaned against the pillow on the bed.

“Thank you, Your Highness, for your hard work. It's just a long-standing problem. I've been taking my pills and I'll be fine after a night's rest.” Mae Changsu looked around and found that it was not his bedroom, struggling to get up. “Excuse me, I'd better go back, there are patients in the room...”

“You're a patient now!” King Jing hasn't pressed him so hard, "don't worry, I've sent someone to take care of the patient in your room, he looks much better than you, worry about yourself first. You are my mother-in-law's late son. What can I tell her if something happens? ”

Mae Changsu only struggled for this once. He was already feeling sweaty. He knew that his current situation was not optimistic. He did not dare to move again. He feared that the disease would worsen again. No one would take care of Nie Feng. However, the disease would inevitably sink after midnight. How could he have seized it before, and slept in Jing Wang's room. He was really upset.

After all, there is a secret buried in his heart, a secret that even Ming could not know all...

“Mr. Su needn't mind," Zhejiang Ying thanked Mei Chang Su for saving his life. After this continuous relationship, he was more respectful and comforted. "This is how His Highness used to struggle during the war. Don't say a bed, even clothes rations should be distributed to those around him. Rest in peace. Tomorrow I'll send someone to move another bed to put it in the west room, and it won't be too late to move it. ”

It wasn't difficult at all to move a bed to Mae Chang Su at night, but King Jing felt that Mae Chang Su was anxious to leave for other reasons, and his heart was suspicious. Nor has he not seen this sick Kirin talent unable to sleep, can be weak before, it is only physical, but this time, it is obvious that Mae Chang-su is also very emotionally unstable, if this anxiety is just because he is worried about the status of his superior and inferior cousins, King Jing does not believe.

“Sir, lie down. I have a long bed outside. Sometimes I sleep there late on business. You rest here without hindrance.” After saying this in a determined tone, King Jing turned to Le Jun Ying. “Even if the doctor can't prescribe medicine, he still needs to eat some rice. I just brought some porridge from the inner temple. I brought it in.

“Yes.”

King Jing's gaze turned back to the bed. However, Mae Chang Su bowed his head so that he could not see the expression on the murderer's face. "Sir, rest well. I still have some papers to read, so I will not accompany him. ”

Mae Chang Suba was obliged to leave quickly and was busy with his delivery. A few meals prepared by Jing Fei were sent in, all of them delicate porridge and small dishes. May Changsu took a few bites, remember to hang Nie Feng in his heart, sent Feifu to see it a few times, said he was asleep all the time, which was a little relieved.

King Jing approved the military album in the outside world. Unaware that it was late at night, his eyes were a little tired. He was about to stretch out a lazy waist. He ran out of the room nervously. "Your Highness, Mr. Su's condition is not good. ”

“Not good?” Jing Wang couldn't ask more. He took three steps and took two steps to get to the front of the bed and looked at it. Mae Chang Su's face turned red on the pillow, as if he couldn't breathe in. He touched his limbs again, but it was cold and stiff. He also panicked. "Go and get the doctor. Call them all for consultation. ”

“Yes!”

After Jing Wang ran out, Jing Wang leaned down and looked closely at Mae Changsu's condition. The more he looked at it, the more he was shocked. But he couldn't get through at half a point in the medical road. Apart from pulling the corner on the patient and trying the forehead temperature, there was nothing he could do. He could only sit on the bedside chair, watched silently, watched for a while, then suddenly found that the flying stream lying beside the bed opened his eyes and stared at him with great anticipation. He seemed to be waiting for him to find a way, and his heart felt a little sad.

“I'm sorry, Fly.” Xiao Jingxuan stretched his hand and patted the teenager's shoulder. The latter didn't escape. “I'll try, but I really don't know what to do...”

“Yes!” Flight continues his expectations with unwavering determination, "You can! ”

Plum Chang Su unconsciously opened his eyes on the bed, and in the beating of a spot of light and shadow, he wanted to grasp one of them, which gradually became clear and eventually turned into a face.

“Father handsome...”

Xiao Jingxuan didn't hear clearly. He turned around and approached him. "What do you want? ”

Mae Changsu's body shook, her pale lips tried to shut up and shook her head.

“Get up!” Flying reached for him, "Brother Su, get up! ”

King Jing quickly stopped: “Don't move, he's sick. ”

“Every time!” Flying Ratio is a stroke, “get up! ”

“You mean...” Yang Wang moved his mind and held Mae Chang-su's upper body up against himself. Surely, he saw that his breathing condition was better. He couldn't help but whisper: “Somebody! ”

“Yes!”

“Bring more pillows! ”

“Yes!”

Soon, Jing Wang stabilized Mei Chang Su's body and ordered the two relatives to securely cushion the pillow into a circle. He allowed the patient to remain in a half-seat and half-leaning position. After a busy life, the Tai Doctor arrived.

However, the conclusion of the consultation was not more constructive than that of the first doctor, and several old men gathered for half a day to discuss it, so that they could easily come up with a formula and only dare to say "eat and see”.

Although King Jing knows that Miyagi doctors are generally conservative, they only want to be successful, and most of these difficult complications can't be helped, but at this moment he is worried, he can't help but scold two words “useless”, making them even more frightened and afraid to speak.

Fortunately, after Mae Chang-su sat up, he didn't seem to start to feel so bad. Occasionally, there was a time when his mind was clear, he opened his eyes and said to Jing Wang, "It's okay." But after that, he was unconscious again. People didn't think he was okay.

“Forget it, all of you, back off.” King Jing reluctantly deported the doctor and walked back and forth in the house. Mae Chang Su in bed began to mumble again, and the line of guards beside her went over to listen, her face suddenly stifled.

“What's wrong, what did he say? ”

“I don't know, I think I heard wrong.” Lieutenant Ying grabbed his head.

“What did you hear? ”

“I heard him say... Jingxiao, don't be afraid...”

King Jing stunned for a moment, "Tell me not to be afraid? ”

“That's why I heard wrong,” Lieutenant Ying bowed his head embarrassingly, "Mr. Su never called His Highness's name either. ”

“Yeah," Jing Wang sat down beside the bed, staring at the people in the bed, “How could he call me by my name...”

“Flying...” Mae Changsu made another noise. This time it was remarkably clear. Everyone was surprised. The teenager jumped over and grabbed his hand, shouting, "Here! ”

“Go see Big Brother...”

King Jing and Lieutenant Ying have not yet reacted. Who is the big brother? The stream has come out of the house and floated back a moment later. "Good! Sleeping!”

Mae Chang Su sighed softly and coughed a few times. He seemed to wake up again. Looking at the King Jing next to him, he was somewhat overwhelmed: “With His Highness waiting all night, Su Cousin can't afford to...”

King Jing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "He can talk to customers. It seems to be getting better. I was thinking, if your condition doesn't go away by tomorrow, I'm going to ask my mother-in-law again. ”

Lieutenant Ying went to the window and looked at the sky. By then, there was already a hidden white light in the East. Almost at dawn, thinking that King Jing had not slept all night, he hurried over to persuade him: “Your Highness, since your husband is awake, you should also rest. I'll stay here. Nothing's gonna happen. ”

Jing Wang saw Mae Chang-su sleeping again, the breath was obviously calmer, his heart was slightly calm, he got up and went back to the outside, and fell directly into a nap on the bed with his clothes, but only when he slept until the sun, he hurriedly got up and combed, and went into the inner temple to have peace.

Liang Emperor's spirit was still not good. He had not risen yet. King Jing reported the reward to him. When he heard half of it, he said directly: “You just have to take charge, you don't have to come back to me.” Then he turned around and went back to sleep.

Jing Fei made a quiet gesture to his son, indicating that he came out with himself. He went down the hall and said: "Your Majesty sleeps poorly at night. Don't come in so early in the future. Good afternoon. ”

“Yes. How is the mother resting? ”

“Rest assured, Your Majesty, even though you sleep shallow at night, you are not awake. The ladies serve alternately. I do not have to wait personally, I am tired.” Jing Fei smiled and looked at her son, "but you didn't sleep well last night? ”

Jing Wang shook his head and instead of telling her about Mae Chang-su's illness last night, asked a question that seemed irrelevant: "Mother, yesterday you said that Mr. Su was your late son, what was the name of the late man? ”

Jing Fei did not expect him to ask the question, and temporarily stopped. She doesn't know whether King Jing asked Mae Chang-su the same question before coming to ask her, or intends to check with Mae Chang-su immediately after asking her, but in either case, the chances of two people not having previously discussed making up the same name are too small...

“Mother, don't you forget the name of the benefactor?” The King Jing asked in a flat voice, "What's his name? ”

Jing Fei hesitated for a moment and glanced over the Shinan tree in the courtyard, whispering: “His name is Mei Shinan. ”

“Mei Shinan...” Jing Wang read it again and confirmed, “Which stone, which nan? ”

Jing Fei looked at him with determination, and for the first time in her life, she realized that she was a little out of control of this son, and could not return to God for half a day.

“Mother?”

“Uh... is the stone of the stone, the nan of the nan...”

“The child knows.” King Jing quickly bowed down to salute, "if the mother didn't have anything else to say, the child retired first. ”

Jing Fei was in a slight hurry and grabbed Jing Wang. “Wait a minute. ”

King Jing stopped his footsteps and said softly: “Is there anything the mother would like to say to the child? ”

Jing Fei stared at him for a long time. Her eyes gradually got a little wet. Finally, she shook her head. "Go ahead... ask him...”

King Jing bowed silently and withdrew from the inner hall. On his way back, he went into his yard almost as quickly as possible without any delay, and hurriedly surprised the facing ministry.

“Your Highness, you are back...” Everyone hurried to salute, but King Jing ignored anyone and rushed directly into the main house.

Mae Changsu looked much better. She had just finished a bowl of porridge and handed the empty bowl to the flying stream next to her. Seeing King Jing rush in like this, she was slightly surprised.

“Your Highness, what is it? ”

“I have a question for you, sir." King Jing stood in front of the bed and went straight to his destination without circling. "What is your lord's fame? ”

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