Feed the sick prince, start from the Krypton Gold Mall

Chapter 20: The Coin Bag Almost Died (Revised)
There's nothing you can do about the discomfort, since there's no way to do a gastric lavage in the game.

Ji Nanxing, who was raised on the screen, didn't know that Pei Yanli was a real person. She just followed the game steps and even thought that this was a plot specially designed by the game to increase the interaction between the player and the game protagonist.

Just complete the task.

Wait until Yanyan's stomach is empty after vomiting, then feed it the special antidote.

But this thing is expensive.
The antidote alone costs 100 points.

Milk and saline solution cost her 50 points.

It's her real score!

There is a painful feeling that the money I worked so hard to earn is suddenly reduced by half.

She was slightly comforted when she saw the red exclamation mark on Yanyan's body turn into an orange one.

Yanyan is a coin-producing machine. He can produce 10 points for her every five days. Spending some money on him is a necessary investment!

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In the cold palace

The sunlight shone on this abandoned place, gradually heating up, and the strong light shone directly on Pei Yanli who was lying on the ground.

He was lucky enough to survive the whole night of suffering.

Palace servants passed by one after another. Even if they walked past him, or even if they could move him out of the stain in just a few steps, they just turned a blind eye and no one cared whether he lived or died.

Or maybe they are all secretly hoping that he will die soon.

The gradually rising temperature ferments the surrounding vomit.

The unpleasant odor attracts various carrion-eating insects.
He opened his eyes with great effort, and he didn't know how much effort it took him to move from the door to the inside of the house.

The wound on his back began to bleed again, and the blood stuck the wound and clothes together. Every moment, he was enduring inhuman torture.

My eyes are so heavy.

My hands feel heavy.

Pei Yanli opened his pale lips and finally lost consciousness completely...

Ji Nanxing returned home at night, opened the game interface and saw Yanyan lying in the room like a piece of garbage.

The notification bar for the plot appeared again.

[Yanyan's clothes are stuck to the wound, and there is a high possibility of infection and inflammation. Your choice is——]

[A] Help Yanyan clean his wounds and feed him anti-inflammatory medicine - 100 points
[B] Feed Yanyan an anti-inflammatory pill - 50 points
【C】Play a suona song for Yanyan - 0 points
"Wow, this game is so bad."

Ji Nanxing looked at option C. If it had been the first time the game appeared, she might have chosen it.

But now, she and Yanyan have a deep relationship!
Use the free game points to give Yan Yan a generous [A] option.

The game was quite interactive, and after she chose A, a large picture of Yanyan appeared on the screen.

Yanyan in the 2D style is so beautiful.

Although she looked disheveled, she had the added bonus of being a broken beauty.

Not only that, there are also 360-degree detailed images.

She can choose to clean, apply medicine, and bandage each wound. This interactive feeling is like she is really helping to treat the wound.

The deep wounds from the flogging, where the bones were visible, and the scenes of blood and skin tissue stuck together were shocking.

These intuitive pictures of injuries,
Even if people know that this is just a game,

I couldn't help but be a little more careful.

Pei Yanli felt someone gently taking off his clothes in his hazy consciousness. The wet handkerchief was slowly applied to the wound on his skin, and there was a slight pain when the medicine was poured on his skin.

then,

The "person" helped him bandage his wound.
A very bitter pill was fed into his mouth...

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Fifth Watch

The night watchman's call sounded on the tower
The person lying on the floor moved his fingertips slightly and blinked his opened brown eyes in confusion.

He didn't die.
All the wounds on his body were cleaned.

Pei Yanli recalled the hand that appeared out of thin air after he was poisoned...

He didn't know if this was an illusion, but the wound wrapped in gauze was real.

His sovereign father had forsaken him;
The eunuchs who had sworn allegiance to him betrayed him without warning;

His brothers and the ministers he once trusted wanted to put him to death;
He couldn't think of anyone who would save him at this time...

The person who had been helping him in the cold palace? He blinked and looked at the empty room.

"Did you save me?"

……

"Are you a god?"

……

"I don't mean to cause you any trouble. I just want to say thank you."

……

No one around responded.

But at least he survived.

A little food would still appear by his bed every day, mostly a kind of porridge served in a cylindrical iron container.

Cold,

But the red dates, coix seeds and transparent white fungus stewed together had a sweet taste that made his sore throat and stomach feel much better.

In addition to the sudden appearance of iron can porridge,

No one brought him food.

Everyone in the cold palace was tacitly waiting for his death.

Pei Yanli didn't want to die, he even planned to store food to prevent the possibility that the man would not help him.

But Wahaha's eight-treasure porridge,
Sealed cans,

No preservatives,

If you don't finish it after opening it, it will go bad quickly.

Pei Yanli looked at the rations he had saved with great difficulty, hesitated for a long time, and ultimately could not accept that they had gone bad.

He took two deep breaths, then closed his eyes and poured the spoiled eight-treasure porridge into his mouth.

vomit--!
He yue.

Vomit out everything in your stomach at once.

The door of the cold palace, which had been closed for a long time, was quietly opened a crack, and a palace servant peeked in. When he saw Prince Wei vomiting, he was shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

He quickly closed the door again and trotted away...

In the Grand Prince's Palace,

Pei Jingcheng glared at him when he heard the news, "He's not dead yet?"

The board hit.

The poison was also administered.

That's arsenic!

Seal the mouth when blood is seen,

Even gods cannot cure it.

This didn't kill him?!
Pei Jingcheng closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. He no longer wanted to scold these rubbish that were sent out. "What do I want you to do?"

"Don't be angry, Your Highness. Although Prince Wei is fine for now, he is short of food and clothing in the cold palace, and there is no imperial medicine or stone. It is only a matter of time before he gets into trouble."

The counselor reminded: "Now the Second Prince is your real enemy."

Pei Jingcheng certainly knew that Pei Yanli was no longer worthy of competing with him, but he had to uproot the grass.

If he is not removed soon,
Pei Yanli,
It has always been a thorn in his heart!

If the poison can't kill people, then just send someone to assassinate them!

The eldest prince,
The most active person in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he sent out assassins on the same day!
Moonlight high
The cold palace, which had not been entered for ten days or half a month, was suddenly opened. A servant wearing eunuch-style clothes slowly approached the person sleeping on the bed, with the dagger in his sleeve flashing a cold light.

In the Ji Mansion in the capital,
Ji Nanxing, a krypton gold player who had been busy all day, now opened the learning system and entered the game channel with great interest.

In the game screen, a new NPC appeared on the screen, which was a bit surprising——

"Finally a new character?"

(End of this chapter)