"Is it delicious?"

"Hmm!"

In the dormitory, there were only two people, Han Dongwen and Xiao Hongdou, who was serving dinner.

Since His Highness suddenly became keen on having dinner in the palace, the imperial dining room quickly made adjustments. The dishes were no longer served all at once, but came one after another like a French feast.

The maids often have to walk between the imperial dining room and the bedroom, carrying plates and soup bowls back and forth for an hour or two before the meal is served.

But even if the workload has increased, most of the maids are very happy - no matter how tired they are of serving dishes, it is better than the fear of serving a whole dinner in front of His Highness.

The last snack of the night is Leizhou’s stuffed bean paste dumplings. The rice is made into rice milk and then mixed with ice water to get the translucent dough. Add bean paste to it and it becomes an exquisite dessert - this bean paste.

Not ordinary either

Instead of making bean paste, the fermented glutinous rice wine and wine are placed on the bottom of the steamer and steamed over medium heat. The bean paste wrapped in lotus leaves is placed in the upper steamer, which absorbs the aroma of the alcohol in the fermented glutinous rice and gives this dessert a unique flavor.

Refreshing sweetness of rice wine.

Tasty, but easy to get tired of.

Even though the careful preparation of the cooking process had made the dumplings less likely to get greasy, Han Dongwen felt that it was too late after eating the second dumpling.

"Try it."

He held the greasy tea brewed with red beans and pushed the plate over with a smile.

So there was the conversation just now.

Han Dongwen looked at Xiao Hongdou with a smile. From being evasive at first to being surprised later, the movements in his mouth became faster and faster. He smiled and reminded her: "Slow down, you can't eat until you're full."

Xiao Hongdou, whose cheeks were slightly bulging, blushed and stuck out her tongue: "That's right, the doctors at Tai Hospital are scary..."

"how?"

Han Dongwen was a little interested: "Doctor, there is something scary, can you tell me?"

Little Hongdou nodded.

If they, the maids in the Yingchun Palace, feel unwell or have a cold or the like, they can go to the Imperial Hospital to get a prescription for medicine.

There are only two situations where the doctors from Tai Hospital will give special permission to go to Yingchun Palace.

The first is to determine that a certain palace maid is pregnant.

The second is to collect the corpses.

There is no doubt that under the control of Tantai and his son, the first situation is almost equal to the second situation. Anyway, the figure will never be seen again.

Therefore, it is best to only see doctors from Tai Hospital. Even seeing too many doctors is a sign of bad luck.

This answer was much heavier than Han Dongwen imagined.

He frowned and took a sip of tea silently, then raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Hongdou with concern: "Then...could it be that no palace maid was cruel in private and gave up her child to save her life..."

Xiao Hongdou was stunned, and Han Dongwen quickly added: "Don't get me wrong, how can I possibly settle these things? Trust me."

"Um……"

Xiao Hongdou nodded and said with some doubts: "But, how could such a thing happen? Your child is a dragon. Isn't that something that can't be taken away?"

"Can't you take it away?" Han Dongwen was a little surprised.

"That's what everyone in the Yingchun Palace says."

Xiao Hongdou blinked: "It is said that His Highness...'s flesh and blood is not something you can have, and...and you can't get rid of the dragon seed if you are pregnant with it, unless..."

Unless you die?

Han Dongwen understood what she didn't say, and his mind was a little confused. He coughed and changed the subject: "Ahem, if we don't talk about this anymore, then besides Tai Hospital, is there no other place to prescribe medicine?"

"There is a flower street outside the palace, but the prescriptions and medicine are not cheap." Xiao Hongdou lowered his head and answered.

All Han Dongwen could think about was what Xiao Hongdou said just now.

Isn’t it true that dragons are born from sex?

What else do you want, do you need the right time, right place, right people, or something like that?

If you can’t take it away after you have it, why can’t you take it away?

"Indeed, a hut in a place like that is expensive."

He was thinking about the dragon species and said absently: "What can we do if someone really looks down on illness?"

Xiao Hongdou's face was a little moved: "Most of the private medical clinics charge money and they are already cheap. If you really can't afford the medicine, you can only wait for the free clinic at a big medical clinic like Qiushui Villa. Even if you don't have money to buy medicine, how much will it cost?"

Do you know what the disease is..."

Her voice gradually became softer, and it was obvious that Xiao Hongdou also realized that what she said was a cruel thing.

Did he die in an unknown manner, or did he know what the disease was and how much money could be spent to cure it, but he was unable to do anything about it?

Wouldn't it be that the latter is even more cruel?

Han Dongwen sighed and remembered what happened with Loris: "I don't know if there is such a good thing as clinical testing besides free clinics. No, everyone can take what they need. I'm afraid it can't be said to be a good thing, but at least there are more hopes..."

"What test are you facing?"

Little Hongdou didn't understand and asked curiously while blinking.

Han Dongwen smiled: "Clinical testing, clinical means direct contact with patients, hospital beds, look at-"

He was explaining the meaning of this word when suddenly he was stunned.

Xiaohongdou, have you never heard of clinical trials?

Han Dongwen clearly remembered that Xiao Hongdou was with her father, who was a private school teacher, before she entered the palace. In the past two days, she was looking forward to having a free time to see her father, and she also told Han Dongwen many related things.

Since she is such a father, her education is not too bad, but she does not know the meaning of clinical trials, which only means that she has not learned it yet at her age.

After all, it is a somewhat professional vocabulary, and if it were given to teenagers and girls of this age, they would probably only wonder if it was next to the bed.

That……

Then why does Bota understand?

"In a while, it will be passed to Chiya Palace, and Concubine Chi will be sleeping."

Han Dongwen thought and warned.

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"You still look sick and have difficulty getting up?"

Han Dongwen and Chi Hanqing were already sitting at the table in the dormitory.

Chi Hanqing's reaction surprised him: "No, my dear, this person has been bedridden for more than a year. You can stand up after you put the prescription on it. Isn't this already amazing?"

Chi Hanqing frowned and shook his head: "Your Highness, many things are not judged by time alone. Although the woman is weak and bedridden, in terms of symptoms, it is a simple lung disease caused by overwork and dampness. If the right medicine is used,

, she should recover quickly. The two prescriptions I prescribed were that she could only take the medicine after she was already completely fine, and the second prescription was only to deal with her occasional discomfort and dizziness, and it was absolutely impossible for her to even get up.

It’s strenuous.”

Han Dongwen was a little surprised. He pondered for a moment and asked: "That man - that man's family is poor. He must be eating just to have enough food and clothing. He doesn't have much tonic. Will this have an impact?"

"That won't be the case."

Chi Hanqing's expression was a little troubled: "Even if there are some physical differences between West Asians and Simeng people, as long as they are still eating and not starving to death on an empty stomach, it will not be as your Highness said... Your Highness, I am sorry to be so presumptuous,

Is that woman really in this condition?"

"It can't be wrong."

After all, Han Dongwen couldn't really say it as if he saw it with his own eyes, so he could only answer seriously.

After hearing what he said, Chi Hanqing was suddenly discouraged and covered her face in distress: "If this is really the case, then I have made a wrong diagnosis. Then, wouldn't that be harmful to people..."

For her, this was even more difficult to accept than not being able to diagnose the disease.

Chi Hanqing had mixed feelings in her heart. Could it be that she had been in this palace for a long time and her medical skills had deteriorated so much that she made such a hasty diagnosis?

She wished she could grow wings and fly to West Asia to see her patient with her own eyes.

"Well... I have confidence in your medical skills, so there is no need to rush to blame yourself."

Han Dongwen scratched his head, thinking about his words, and said carefully: "Look, other than this misdiagnosis, is there no other possibility?"

Chi Hanqing's nose was already a little sore. She took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "It's hard to think of any other possibility. This is no longer a question of whether to take the medicine or not. Unless the woman vomited the medicine while taking it,

Only then is it possible..."

After hearing what she said, Han Dongwen thought for a moment and suddenly spoke:

"According to what you said, the only possibility is misdiagnosis."

Chi Hanqing lowered his eyes, but Han Dongwen continued:
Chapter completed!