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After confirming the position, Zhu Houzhao seemed a little hesitant, and his hand holding the scalpel trembled.
There is indeed a difference between cutting someone else's throat and cutting one's own father.
Fang Jifan saw Zhu Houzhao's hesitation: "Your Highness, you can do it, just cut it, time is running out."
Zhu Houzhao nodded: "Father I'm offended."
"" Emperor Hongzhi was still somewhat conscious. After the pain, he felt that his abdomen was no longer his.
He breathed desperately.
I feel like my life is disappearing.
At this time, Zhu Houzhao raised the knife and cut off the 'kidney'. Zhu Houzhao took out the 'kidney' and then said: "Get the hemostatic forceps."
Fang Jifan handed over the hemostatic forceps, and Zhu Houzhao searched for the affected opening to stop the bleeding, and then began to apply medicine. Fang Jifan, wearing whale skin gloves, took out the appendix and couldn't help but beaming: "Your Highness, look, it is indeed what it is." My true destiny, this kidney is extraordinary. When viewed from a distance, it looks like a heroic figure, like a rooster, with the aura of a king spreading out. What a kidney. I have seen countless kidneys, but I have never seen such a majestic kidney. It¡¯s so extraordinary that when I hold it in my hand, I feel the heart to worship it. When I see this waist, I can¡¯t help but want to celebrate, Long live your Majesty, my emperor¡¯s saintlinessLong live, long live!"
Emperor Hongzhi was dying. His head felt dizzy and he thought he would not wake up.
Hearing this, he suddenly became excited, his blood surged, and the blood vessels that had stopped bleeding were full, as if he was about to bleed violently.
He moved his body, wanting to say something.
Zhu Houzhao patted his father's heart to comfort him, while cursing: "Be normal, this kidney stinks."
Fang Jifan lowered his waist and said awkwardly: "I'm really scared, so I just made a joke, haha"
Zhu Houzhao had mostly finished cleaning up, and then started to sew up the wound. He stared, his eyes followed the needle, and he sewed very quickly. When the stitch was finished, he let out a long sigh of relief: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"Big yellow croaker?"
Zhu Houzhao lowered his head and began to apply the medicine, while shaking his head: "It doesn't taste good. To wish my father good health, just eat kidney soup."
"Okay." Fang Jifan said happily.
After taking the medicine, Zhu Houzhao felt that his body inside the coat was already soaked with sweat. However, here, he could not easily take off his mask and coat. Seeing Emperor Hongzhi's confused look, maybe it was too much pain or the smell. Because of the pockmark soup, he tried his father's breathing. Although his breathing was weak, it was still stable.
Zhu Houzhao said: "Su Yue, Su Yue"
Su Yue came in a hurry.
"Pack it up and take good care of it." Zhu Houzhao ordered.
Su Yue¡¯s face turned pale, but she nodded hastily: ¡°Yes.¡±
The two of them walked out of the jam room.
Outside, the incense burned only half a column. Xiao Jing stared at the incense and waited anxiously. He turned around anxiously. When he saw Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan coming out of the silkworm room, he said, "How are you, Your Highness?"
"It has been cut." Zhu Houzhao said.
It was obvious that this was not what Xiao Jing was asking. His eyes were red: "What I want to ask is, can your majesty survive?"
What¡¯s the use of cutting it?
If you want to cut yourself, don¡¯t you know how to do it yourself?
The most important thing is, what is the effect of cutting it?
Fang Jifan said: "Let's see if we can survive tonight. If we can survive tonight, it's done."
Xiao Jing became nervous: "Then let's go in and take a look."
He is worried. There is no one to take care of His Majesty. This is not possible.
Although Xiao Jing was not a good person, he was extremely devoted to Emperor Hongzhi. His mission in this life began when he entered the palace. Over the past thirty years, ever since Emperor Hongzhi was just a toddler, he had assigned Now, serve Emperor Hongzhi.
Your Majesty is his heaven.
"No one is allowed in." Fang Jifan said.
Xiao Jing was annoyed: "Why not? Something must have happened. Tell the truth."
Fang Jifan wanted to say that if you go in, you can easily bring in germs. At this time, Emperor Hongzhi had an operation and had to rest in a sterile environment. How could anyone be allowed to go in?
Zhu Houzhao said sternly: "Stay back first!"
Xiao Jing was silent for a moment, still a little unconvinced, but he still bowed obediently and did not dare to make any more trouble.
The operation only cost half a stick of incense and was done very quickly, mainly due to Zhu Houzhao's skillful technique.
&nbTheir words should be taken with a grain of salt.
Liu Jian and others were even more uneasy.
In this lobby, everyone is silent.
Only Princess Taikang was worried and was placed in a small cabin nearby. At this juncture, no one bothered to come up to her. She seemed very scrupulous and was in a state of anxiety.
When no one was paying attention, Fang Jifan took a bowl of tea and sneaked into the hut.
"Your Highness, are you hungry?" Fang Jifan entered.
Zhu Xiurong looked pale and held his forehead slightly: "II'm not hungry."
Fang Jifan then came forward. There were no lights here. Although it was daytime, it was airtight and dark. Fang Jifan sat on her side and sighed: "Your Majesty, your benevolent people have their own destiny. Please don't worry, Your Majesty." , Your Highness, the sky is falling, and I am still here."
These heart-warming words immediately brought Zhu Xiurong, who was already in great pain, to the verge of emotional collapse.
Seeing that she was about to cry, Fang Jifan immediately said, "Just now, I saw His Majesty's waist. Have you never seen it?"
Suddenly, Zhu Xiurong¡¯s thoughts shifted.
"That's true, good guy. When the kidney was taken out from the belly, it was so golden that it stung my eyes so hard that I couldn't open my eyes. The afterglow of the kidney could compete with the lights in the room. Your Majesty is really the son of God. I I thought it was just the compliments from the ministers, but His Highness knows that as the Emperor, His Majesty will inevitably be surrounded by a group of people who only know how to compliment him, and one word they say cannot be trusted. But today I saw it with my own eyes, and I know It turns out it¡¯s true, Your Majesty is an immortal descended from the mortal world.¡±
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