Maybe it’s because Jia Cong was young and energetic after all, so such a serious injury didn’t kill him?

The head of the hospital was so confused that he never thought he could diagnose the pulse.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Jia's pulse is now stable. It seems...it seems that there is nothing serious for the time being..."

Another imperial doctor shouted in surprise.

"Is it true?"

The head of the hospital suddenly burst into tears, and then he remembered that he was better at diagnosing the pulse.

After checking Jia Cong's pulse in person, the head of the hospital was so excited that tears filled his eyes and his whole body trembled.

Sure enough, it was true, they didn't lie to him, Jia Cong's pulse was stable and strong for the time being.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, don't be alarmed... Judging from Mr. Jia's pulse, he is fine now..."

The white-haired head of the imperial hospital knelt before the emperor with tears in his eyes.

"Really? Is my child really okay?"

When the emperor heard this, he stood up suddenly and rushed to Jia Cong to take a closer look.

The same white-haired emperor had a face full of vicissitudes of life, and the pain was not hidden at all.

Have all the imperial doctors ever seen such an emperor?

The doctors are compassionate and kind-hearted. Most of the people in Tai Hospital were kind-hearted, but when they saw this scene again, everyone immediately lowered their heads and wiped away tears.

The emperor pushed aside the imperial doctor who was blocking the way, weeping and stumbling.

The face of Jia Cong in front of him was as white as white paper, and even his lips were bloodless. He closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes could not move, and his clothes were soaked in blood.

When the emperor touched it, his hands were immediately covered with blood.

"Cong'er, Cong'er... Daddy's good boy... wake up... take a look at Daddy and call me..."

The emperor was devastated and heartbroken.

All the imperial doctors were so shocked that they knelt down one after another.

"Cong'er... why don't you open your eyes and look at daddy... Daddy is useless... Cong'er... my good boy... what should I do... Cong'er... Cong'er..."

The emperor cried blood, and the Qinzheng Palace was as silent as a tomb. Only the emperor's cry echoed, which made people feel heartbroken.

"Cong'er..."

The emperor called for a long time, but Jia Cong didn't make any movement at all. So the emperor was furious, stopped an imperial doctor and asked: "Tell me, tell me, didn't you say that my child is okay? Why doesn't he move?"

Why don't you speak? Say it, say it!"

The emperor is now a father, a heartbroken father. How can he still have the calmness and magnanimity of a man?

The person who was caught and questioned was Dr. Wei again. The emperor recognized him at a glance and became even more frantic: "Why are you here? Didn't you treat that bitch Jia Yuanchun? That bitch will die a hundred times."

A thousand or ten thousand, I won't feel any distress at all, but now he is my biological child. Tell me why he is like this. If you can't tell me, I will immediately destroy your nine tribes. If you lose one

A living mouth, I am dead without a complete body!”

All the imperial doctors were so frightened that they trembled all over:

The emperor is really distressed and angry. If he can't save Mr. Jia, he may really kill them all.

"Reporting to your Majesty, Mr. Jia... Mr. Jia... You are so sleepy at the moment because you lost too much blood. I have also checked his injuries carefully. There are three wounds in total, two of which were on the right shoulder. Although it looks like

It was deep but not serious, but the most serious injury was on the chest, which penetrated into the chest and penetrated the chest. Logically speaking, this is a fatal injury, and it should be impossible to save..."

When the emperor heard the word "no help", his eyes immediately turned red. He kicked Imperial Physician Wei to the ground and shouted, "If you dare to fail to save me, I will kill everyone in your imperial hospital and others!"

There are so many doctors. If I kill you and find another famous doctor, I won’t have to ask you quacks to cheat on food and drink. In the end, you will waste human life..."

Dr. Wei was kicked down by the emperor, and he knelt down quickly and replied: "Don't worry, Your Majesty. At this moment, Master Jia...'s pulse is quite stable, and it doesn't look like he has been fatally injured at all. Therefore, I guess that Mr. Jia... is probably born with a heart."

Shift, this knife did not hurt... Your Majesty, don’t worry!!!"

Dr. Wei was talking hurriedly while talking, and the other doctors nearby were also frightened by his up and down words. For a long time, they didn't even get angry to death, and they all cursed secretly:

Even if the emperor deserves to kick you, even if you are kicked to death, why don't you say the nice thing first?

The emperor was overjoyed after hearing these words. He bent down and pinched the collar of Imperial Physician Wei's neck and asked, "Are you telling the truth? Now you and the head of the hospital will diagnose and treat my child. If you take good care of it, I will be very happy."

If anything goes wrong, all of you will die!"

After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and shouted to the head of the hospital: "Come here quickly to treat the disease and save the patient. If there is anything wrong with you, I will kill your whole family!!!"

After hearing the order, the head of the hospital hurriedly kowtowed and accepted the order. He didn't dare to delay anymore. He hurriedly checked the pulse and prescribed medicine, cleaned and sutured the wound...

After this cleaning, all the imperial doctors were frightened to death. How did they get injured? The wounds were too deep. How could they endure such serious injuries and still arrest the assassins?

It can be said that all the imperial doctors admired Jia Cong very much at this time. Only then did they know why the emperor admired Jia Cong so much.

The emperor was sitting on the other side, watching helplessly as everyone came to rescue him, and listening to the doctors talking about how seriously injured Jia Cong was.

How stupid and crazy is this child to risk his life to save himself?

Having personally experienced the scene just now, the emperor knew that Jia Cong could have turned around and escaped and called for reinforcements.

If that were the case, then he wouldn't have been so seriously injured, but his life might be in danger, and he doesn't know if he can still be alive now.

The more the emperor thought about it, the more distressed he became, and the more he thought about it, the more deeply he felt:

Half his life has passed since he was born until now. He has experienced countless life and death situations, but there has never been anyone like Jia Cong who is willing to protect him with his own life...

Except for this silly kid Jia Cong...

Unknowingly, the thrilling scene just now resurfaced in my mind:

It's Jia Cong, this stupid kid who doesn't know whether to live or die. He hugs the assassin and tells himself to run away... The assassin stabs him, stabs him again, stabs him again, and stabs him hard, causing blood to spurt everywhere...

But that stupid kid just refused to let go and kept telling himself to go quickly...

The more the emperor thought about it, the more heartache he felt. Sometimes he was sad and aggrieved, sometimes he was extremely happy, and sometimes he was extremely angry.

What makes him sad and aggrieved is that he has been alone for many years. No one cares about him and no one really treats him.

What is gratifying and joyful is that there is finally someone in this world who is willing to treat him sincerely, truly love him, and use his own life to love him and love him...

What makes him furious is that the only person who is willing to treat him sincerely is hurt so badly... If he really can't save him...
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