The group pet sister was spoiled by the tyrant again

Chapter 12 Supplement Qi and Blood, Strengthen Spleen and Lung

After all, there are not many opportunities to get along with the emperor, Princess Jiu has no reason not to invite pets, looking at the little girl's white and tender cheeks, Imperial Physician Li decided to help her.

He took back what he was about to blurt, and said very firmly, "Yes!"

"Although the nine princesses have no serious hand problems, they are a bit weak in energy and blood. Pay more attention to rest and eat some blood-enriching meals. As the saying goes, the muscles and bones can be hurt for a hundred days, so you still need to take good care of them."

Su Jiu: "!!"

Really... thank you.

The tyrant nodded his noble head, remembering that when he was injured before, the queen mother would let the imperial dining room stew ribs soup.

In a flat voice, he said to Eunuch Lin who kept a standard smile, "Well, Lin Fu, order the imperial dining room to cook some pig's trotter soup."

Lin Fu couldn't wait to raise his hands and applaud this understanding thought.

"Your Majesty, the pig's trotter soup has various effects such as replenishing qi and blood, invigorating the spleen and lungs, not to mention nourishing what you eat. I believe that the nine princesses will recover soon due to your deep concern from your majesty."

Su Jiu: "..." Eat what you eat and make up for it.

However, facing the tyrant's icy and noble profile, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, after all, he was dazzled by his appearance, "Thank you, father, emperor, for the reward!"

The pig's trotters bestowed by the male god's father had to be eaten even while crying.

Doctor Li then prescribed another ointment for removing scars and anti-inflammation, and she withdrew her cloudy eyes with deep meaning.

Because the tyrant doesn't like women to be near, there is no maid in the bedroom, and the matter of bandaging the nine princesses naturally fell on Lin Fu.

But the tyrant looked at Lin Fu's old wrinkled and mottled paws like a salty pig's hand, strode forward, took the white gauze, and took the golden sore medicine that the attendant had just brought, and personally bandaged her wound.

Eunuch Lin, whose gauze was taken away, had a mysterious expression as if he had been struck by lightning.

It must be the way he opened his eyes in the morning.

Otherwise, why would there be double images in front of my eyes one after another and hallucinations.

It was obviously the first time for the tyrant to do this kind of thing. The medicine donated by Dongcang Guojin was thrown on the wound like he didn't want money, and he was stupid.

After bandaging, he found that his level was not very satisfactory, so he unwrapped and unwrapped, unwrapped and unwrapped, over and over again, the little girl also squinted over, letting the tyrant play with her little hands.

It was originally a minor injury that didn't cause any serious problems, but he was entangled by him abruptly and turned into a tenth-level cripple.

Two hands were bandaged into a real-life mummy.

The tyrant looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and coldly gave the shocked Lin Fu a "disdainful" expression.

Manager Lin Danei: "..."

The emperor is still the same emperor, the bandaged wounds are different.

The tyrant sat back on the dragon chair, looked at the sleeping little guy, and uttered two words in a dignified manner, "It's best to send her back, don't wake her up."

"And this bottle of medicine."

Eunuch Lin was taken aback again, "Your Majesty?"

That is the best gold sore medicine offered by Dongcang. Not only is it worth thousands of gold, but it is also priceless. His Majesty actually gave this to the ninth princess?
The tyrant meticulously reviewed the memorials presented by officials and ministers, and asked back without raising his head, "Is there a problem?"

Eunuch Lin immediately nodded and smiled, "No, no, the servant will do it now."

Taking the medicine for golden sores, he exited the Golden Luan Hall respectfully, and called two maids before sending the ninth princess back.

The sudden episode ended, and the Golden Luan Temple returned to its previous depression and lifelessness.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair that everyone coveted, and diligently reviewed the memorials until the sunset and the candle lamps in the hall glowed.

(End of this chapter)