A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 706: Veterinarian Treats Dog
The Xianbei Emperor's tone was as calm as ever at this moment:

"Send away the real civilians, have the palace soldiers disguised as civilians, and maintain the illusion that Bowang City is still operating as before. This will confuse Qi and make them unaware that the Great Zhou has no worries and can fight with all their might."

"So you guys are still planning to attack Qi?"

"As long as Qi is well behaved, Great Zhou will not take the initiative to attack in the near future." After a pause, Yuwen Huaibi suddenly narrowed his eyes and snorted,
"Well, have you asked enough questions?"

"Ah?" Yuan Wuyou was caught off guard by her thoughts being exposed, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She added guiltily,

"Why did your Majesty say this?"

"Humph, as soon as you started talking, I knew you were here to spy on the enemy for your mistress. Just like a few days ago, you deliberately provoked me to chase Princess Jiangxia, but it opened up my old wounds..."

As he said this, Yuwen Huaibi slowly raised his long eyelashes, and glanced at him with his sinister eyes. "Isn't it just to take advantage of what I revealed to you?"

The Xianbei man spoke with such a firm tone that Yuan Wuyou's heart trembled and sweat broke out on his back.

What's wrong with Yuwen Huaibi's brain?

Too smart! He is indeed a puppet emperor who has lived a comfortable and free life under the control of the regent for ten years. Even the wise and cunning Gao Yanzong looks like a child in front of him!
Yuan Wuyou blinked his eyelashes and tried to argue: "If I say--"

Yuwen Huaibi interrupted her coldly, "——No need to refute. Don't I know you? But this time, I plan to compete with Qi. You can go back and tell Gao Changgong that Bowang City is playing the empty city plan. Let's see if he believes you."

She agreed with a wry smile: "Although you took advantage of the situation by defrauding the civilians of Bowang City, and used the palace soldiers to pretend to be civilians to play the empty city trick, which was quite insidious, but you are honest. However, I am both relieved and shocked that you can think of these people's livelihood issues."

The Xianbei man raised his long eyelashes under his jade face, and his deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, "I said, as long as you come back, I will do all the plans in this world for you."

"And then use me as an example to convince others to surrender?"

"You submit to the court, and I submit to you."

"Your Majesty, you are too kind! I don't deserve it."

……

The setting sun outside the window looks like blood, and it is approaching dusk.

At that time, Yuan Wuyou, carrying a medicine box in his hand, followed the guards who were leading the way to find Yi Fuya's residence. After turning around many times, he actually found the room where he had lived before.

Because Yuwen Huaibi had sent someone to greet him long ago, when Yuan Wuyou entered the room to look for him, the boy was sitting on the couch in the outer hall in a very proper manner.

In the middle of the couch, there was a square table, and he was sitting cross-legged on one side, with a very heroic and unrestrained posture.

Yi Fuya had a head of loose, messy shoulder-length hair, which looked like it had just been washed and was not quite dry. He was wearing the same half-sleeved shirt that he had worn when he saw him in the corridor before, but the two hands he held in his lap at this moment were in stark contrast:
One hand was wrapped with cloth like a dumpling; the other hand was not wrapped with cloth, but it was swollen and purple.

Yuan Wuyou walked straight to Yi Fuya, holding a medicine box, and stood there with a cold face and ordered: "Stretch out your hand, let me see what's going on."

Yi Fuya: “…”

King Fengling had a bad face when he arrived. Yi Fuya looked up and glared at her, grinning unwillingly with her sharp fangs showing. But then she thought of the emperor's instructions to him and endured it.

So he lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows and held out his hands to her. Neither of them gave each other a good face, which was also a kind of tacit understanding.

Yuan Wuyou didn't say much. He put the medicine box on the table and then pulled his hand to the fair table next to him.

Then he pinched his wrist, took a quick look at his hand which was red and swollen from the palm to the fingers, and concluded:
"It's just blood stasis. Just apply some ointment to reduce swelling and inflammation."

Yi Fuya in front of him widened his blue eyes, looking stunned, "That's it? I thought Your Majesty had invited a miracle doctor for me, why are you treating me so perfunctorily? You're just a quack!"

Yuan Wuyou rolled his eyes at him and dropped his hand.
"I'm a veterinarian, you better be sick."

As he said this, he grabbed his hand that was tangled like a dumpling.

But when she untied the cloth wrapped around Yi Fuya's hands, she found that the outermost layer of white cloth was bleeding, and she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When she gently and carefully peeled off the layers of bandages he had wrapped around him, the old guy opposite her began to twitch uncontrollably with his hands and arms, and even stopped his wild sitting posture!
Yi Fuya couldn't help but put his legs together and sit in a twisted position.

He was clearly in pain, but he held his breath without making a sound.

Yuan Wuyou caught a glimpse of Yi Fuya opposite him and saw that his brows were furrowed in pain, but he was biting his lower lip with his sharp white fangs. Yuan Wuyou couldn't help but secretly respect him as a man.

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Then he lowered his head and went back to work.

Because the bandage on his hand had not been changed for a long time, the cloth was stuck to the bloody wound.

Yuan Wuyou reached into the medicine box and took out a knife.

Under the man's horrified gaze, she carefully freed his hand with the tip of the knife, and placed the dark red bandage that gave off a fishy smell on the table.

Then he discovered that the sword had pierced through Yi Fuya's palm and the wound had turned the skin and flesh inside out. The blood was dark red and black, and the whole hand was swollen and festered.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Wuyou’s eyes went darker and darker.

She was so angry that she kept cursing: "Yuwen Huaibi is such a jerk. What kind of quack doctor did he find for you before? Even if he doesn't have a doctor, is there no doctor in the whole Nanyang? Just let you be like this?"

Yi Fuya quickly raised his swollen hand and waved it at her, "Hey, shut up! Don't scold His Majesty! He asked the imperial physician to treat me, but my tendons were broken. The doctor said that I could only wait for my hand to be reset by itself or forcibly reset. But once I bleed, it's not easy to clot. They don't dare to do anything..."

When Yuan Wuyou heard him say that he had the same disease as Gao Yanzong, she felt guilty and looked into the old man's eyes. She uttered:
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I will never...try not to hurt you again."

The "quack doctor" in front of him had a mean face and had been sneering at him for a long time. Suddenly, he looked at him with pity and said something that made Yi Fuya's whole body break out in goosebumps.

Yi Fuya's shoulders shrank, and he snorted through his nose, "You were sent by His Majesty to treat my illness, so there's no need to be sentimental."

Since this kid didn't appreciate it, Yuan Wuyou curled his lips slightly, laughed at himself, and agreed without raising his head: "Yes, it's not in vain that I, a veterinarian, saved a mad dog like you. You still have to guard my house in the future."

As she spoke, she never stopped working.

Yuan Wuyou pressed his wrist harder with one hand, and used the other hand to open the ointment cap, scooped out the white fat-like ointment with a wooden spoon, and applied it to his hand.