"Your Majesty, Baoer would like to eat something." Li Wenzhong has been weak for so many days and his body has just recovered, so he is in urgent need of energy. This is also the first time that he has felt hungry in so many days.
"Okay, it's good to eat. I'll ask you to bring you something to eat." Lao Zhu said quickly with a smile.
In fact, without Lao Zhu's instructions, the people in Cao Guogong's mansion went to get ready after hearing that Li Wenzhong wanted to eat. The Cao Guogong's mansion, immersed in sadness, began to become noisy for the first time.
Han Du did not join in the fun and went back quietly. These days, he had to prepare various tools and keep an eye on the culture of penicillin. He didn't even get a good night's sleep. He was really exhausted.
When Han Du returned to Jinghai Bo Mansion, he let out a long lament when he walked into the room, fell on the bed and didn't want to move.
When Princess Anqing heard that Han Du was back, she came to see how Han Du was doing. But when she saw Han Du like this, she couldn't help complaining: "I don't know how to clean myself before going to bed. What do you look like with such a dusty face?"
Han Du lay motionless on the bed, just moaning and saying: "I'm too tired, I don't want to move at all, just let me sleep for a while, just this time." .??.
"Not even once." An Qing reached the edge of the bed and slapped Han Du's thigh angrily, only to find that Han Du had already fallen asleep.
An Qing sighed slightly, with a trace of tenderness on his face, and reached out to touch Han Du's face. What Han Du was doing these days, he never complained in front of her, he just said that he was trying to cure Cao Guogong. But when he saw
Han Du was so exhausted that An Qing couldn't help but feel distressed.
After a while, the maid Qing Lian came in with a basin of water. She said with a smile: "Princess, let your slave come and wash your uncle."
"No need." An Qing waved his hand to stop Qing Lian, took the towel, and took the initiative to take off Han Du's boots.
Qing Lian glanced at her in panic and said quickly: "How can a princess with a daughter's body do such a thing? Let the slaves do it."
An Qing smiled gently at Qinglian and said, "Isn't it right for me to do this for my husband? I heard that couples in common people treat each other like guests."
Qing Lian still decided that something was wrong and said: "But that is an ordinary family, and the princess is a noble person from Tianhuang. How can she do such a thing?"
"Aren't the nobles and common people all human beings?" An Qing's eyes stopped Qing Lian's words.
The next day, Han Du felt refreshed and did not notice that An Qing had washed himself. He thought it was all done by the maid Qing Lian.
Anxious to know what changes had taken place in Li Wenzhong's condition, Han Du checked Li Wenzhong carefully again. To Han Du's surprise, just one night later, Li Wenzhong's condition improved greatly. Except that his body was still weak, he was still weak.
They are no different from ordinary patients and will not fall into coma easily.
I don’t know whether this is because of Li Wenzhong’s physical strength, or because penicillin is so effective, or maybe both.
Seeing that Li Wenzhong was fine, Han Du did not give him any more medicine. After all, Han Du was not sure about the dosage of penicillin, and continuing to use medicine would be counterproductive. He only asked the imperial doctor to watch over him, and Han Du returned to the academy.
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br> But just one day later, Han Du was shocked and speechless by a piece of news that came as a bolt from the blue.
"What? You said that Duke Cao Guo passed away? This is impossible. We all saw him the day before yesterday."
The servant of Cao Guogong's Mansion looked mournful, nodded to Han Du, and said in a tearful voice: "My father was fine this morning, but he died before noon."
There was only one voice echoing in Han Du's mind, 'This is impossible!' Even if Li Wenzhong's condition suddenly worsened, he did not die so quickly. Besides, his inflammation was obviously cured by penicillin, how could he die suddenly?
Lose? Penicillin is an antibiotic. If it was harmful to Li Wenzhong, it would have manifested itself long ago and would not have waited until now.
Han Du hurried to Cao Guogong's mansion and saw that the entire mansion was in a mess. It was obvious that Li Wenzhong's sudden death caught everyone off guard.
"What happened? Why did Bao'er suddenly disappear?" Lao Zhu's exposed voice sounded from behind Han Du.
Han Du turned around and met Lao Zhu's eyes.
Lao Zhu stared at Han Du with sword-like eyes. He was now suspicious of Han Du. However, Lao Zhu just glanced at Han Du and said nothing more. He hurriedly rushed into the room to check on Li Wenzhong.
Seeing this, Han Du followed him through the door.
When Lao Zhu came in and saw Li Wenzhong lying on the bed as usual, he hurried over to wake him up with the hope of being safe. But as soon as Lao Zhu touched Li Wenzhong's hand, he felt a coldness and stiffness. Only then did Lao Zhu
I had to accept the fact that Li Wenzhong was dead.
"Tell me, what is going on?" Lao Zhu glanced around with a ferocious expression.
The Duke's wife wiped her tears and cried: "The master was fine just now. When I gave him medicine, he was still talking and laughing. But as he said it, he became silent. No matter how he screamed, he was still talking and laughing.
He was motionless. After waiting for a while, I realized that the master had already gone~"
"Madam, you are saying that Mr. Cao Guo was fine when he was given the medicine, but he made no sound after feeding him? Madam, are you sure?" Han Du immediately grasped the key and asked suddenly.
"Why am I so unsure? I haven't finished taking the medicine yet, and my uncle has gone silent." Mrs. Cao Guogong said with certainty while wiping away tears.
After hearing this, Han Du looked at the imperial doctors with cold eyes and said coldly: "Then there's probably something wrong with the medicine."
The imperial doctor in the room was so frightened that he almost suffocated. He knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy, "Your Majesty, please spare my life. I will never dare to harm the Duke. All I prescribe are warm and tonic prescriptions."
"Where is the recipe?" Lao Zhu asked coldly.
The imperial doctor immediately panicked and said: "Yes, yes, yes~"
As he spoke, he took out a prescription from his arms and said: "This is the warming and tonic prescription that I have prescribed for you. Please take a look at it. The people who prepared and prepared the medicine are all people from the Duke's mansion. I have absolutely no idea."
An opportunity to intervene."
Lao Zhu had also dabbled in the art of Qihuang. He saw that the medicinal materials in the prescription were indeed warming and tonic, and none of them were poisonous. He let the imperial doctor go for the time being, turned around and asked, "Who grabbed the medicine, and who did it?"
Decoction?"
Li Wenzhong's death was such a big deal, so naturally the people involved had been controlled and brought here. "Your Majesty, Bao'er wants to eat something." Li Wenzhong had been sick for so many days, and his body had just recovered, so he was in urgent need of energy.
This was also the first time he felt hungry in so many days.
"Okay, it's good to eat. I'll ask you to bring you something to eat." Lao Zhu said quickly with a smile.
In fact, without Lao Zhu's instructions, the people in Cao Guogong's mansion went to get ready after hearing that Li Wenzhong wanted to eat. The Cao Guogong's mansion, immersed in sadness, began to become noisy for the first time.
Han Du did not join in the fun and went back quietly. These days, he had to prepare various tools and keep an eye on the culture of penicillin. He didn't even get a good night's sleep. He was really exhausted.
When Han Du returned to Jinghai Bo Mansion, he let out a long lament when he walked into the room, fell on the bed and didn't want to move.
When Princess Anqing heard that Han Du was back, she came to see how Han Du was doing. But when she saw Han Du like this, she couldn't help complaining: "I don't know how to clean myself before going to bed. What do you look like with such a dusty face?"
Han Du lay motionless on the bed, only moaning and saying, "I'm too tired and don't want to move at all. Just let me sleep for a while, just this once."
"Not even once." An Qing reached the edge of the bed and slapped Han Du's thigh angrily, only to find that Han Du had already fallen asleep.
An Qing sighed slightly, with a trace of tenderness on his face, and reached out to touch Han Du's face. What Han Du was doing these days, he never complained in front of her, he just said that he was trying to cure Cao Guogong. But when he saw
Han Du was so exhausted that An Qing couldn't help but feel distressed.
After a while, the maid Qing Lian came in with a basin of water. She said with a smile: "Princess, let your slave come and wash your uncle."
"No need." An Qing waved his hand to stop Qing Lian, took the towel, and took the initiative to take off Han Du's boots.
Qing Lian glanced at her in panic and said quickly: "How can a princess with a daughter's body do such a thing? Let the slaves do it."
An Qing smiled gently at Qinglian and said, "Isn't it right for me to do this for my husband? I heard that couples in common people treat each other like guests."
Qing Lian still decided that something was wrong and said: "But that is an ordinary family, and the princess is a noble person from Tianhuang. How can she do such a thing?"
"Aren't the nobles and common people all human beings?" An Qing's eyes stopped Qing Lian's words.
The next day, Han Du felt refreshed and did not notice that An Qing had washed himself. He thought it was all done by the maid Qing Lian.
Anxious to know what changes had taken place in Li Wenzhong's condition, Han Du checked Li Wenzhong carefully again. To Han Du's surprise, just one night later, Li Wenzhong's condition improved greatly. Except that his body was still weak, he was still weak.
They are no different from ordinary patients and will not fall into coma easily.
I don’t know whether this is because of Li Wenzhong’s physical strength, or because penicillin is so effective, or maybe both.
Seeing that Li Wenzhong was fine, Han Du did not give him any more medicine. After all, Han Du was not sure about the dosage of penicillin, and continuing to use medicine would be counterproductive. He only asked the imperial doctor to watch over him, and Han Du returned to the academy.
<
br> But just one day later, Han Du was shocked and speechless by a piece of news that came as a bolt from the blue.
"What? You said that Duke Cao Guo passed away? This is impossible. We all saw him the day before yesterday."
The servant of Cao Guogong's Mansion looked mournful, nodded to Han Du, and said in a tearful voice: "My father was fine this morning, but he died before noon."
There was only one voice echoing in Han Du's mind, 'This is impossible!' Even if Li Wenzhong's condition suddenly worsened, he did not die so quickly. Besides, his inflammation was obviously cured by penicillin, how could he die suddenly?
Lose? Penicillin is an antibiotic. If it was harmful to Li Wenzhong, it would have manifested itself long ago and would not have waited until now.
Han Du hurried to Cao Guogong's mansion and saw that the entire mansion was in a mess. It was obvious that Li Wenzhong's sudden death caught everyone off guard.
"What happened? Why did Bao'er suddenly disappear?" Lao Zhu's exposed voice sounded from behind Han Du.
Han Du turned around and met Lao Zhu's eyes.
Lao Zhu stared at Han Du with sword-like eyes. He was now suspicious of Han Du. However, Lao Zhu just glanced at Han Du and said nothing more. He hurriedly rushed into the room to check on Li Wenzhong.
Seeing this, Han Du followed him through the door.
When Lao Zhu came in and saw Li Wenzhong lying on the bed as usual, he hurried over to wake him up with the hope of being safe. But as soon as Lao Zhu touched Li Wenzhong's hand, he felt a coldness and stiffness. Only then did Lao Zhu
I had to accept the fact that Li Wenzhong was dead.
"Tell me, what is going on?" Lao Zhu glanced around with a ferocious expression.
The Duke's wife wiped her tears and cried: "The master was fine just now. When I gave him medicine, he was still talking and laughing. But as he said it, he became silent. No matter how he screamed, he was still talking and laughing.
He was motionless. After waiting for a while, I realized that the master had already gone~"
"Madam, you are saying that Mr. Cao Guo was fine when he was given the medicine, but he made no sound after feeding him? Madam, are you sure?" Han Du immediately grasped the key and asked suddenly.
"Why am I so unsure? I haven't finished taking the medicine yet, and my uncle has gone silent." Mrs. Cao Guogong said with certainty while wiping away tears.
After hearing this, Han Du looked at the imperial doctors with cold eyes and said coldly: "Then there's probably something wrong with the medicine."
The imperial doctor in the room was so frightened that he almost suffocated. He knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy, "Your Majesty, please spare my life. I will never dare to harm the Duke. All I prescribe are warm and tonic prescriptions."
"Where is the recipe?" Lao Zhu asked coldly.
The imperial doctor immediately panicked and said: "Yes, yes, yes~"
As he spoke, he took out a prescription from his arms and said: "This is the warming and tonic prescription that I have prescribed for you. Please take a look at it. The people who prepared and prepared the medicine are all people from the Duke's mansion. I have absolutely no idea."
An opportunity to intervene."
Lao Zhu had also dabbled in the art of Qihuang. He saw that the medicinal materials in the prescription were indeed warming and tonic, and none of them were poisonous. He let the imperial doctor go for the time being, turned around and asked, "Who grabbed the medicine, and who did it?"
Decoction?"
Li Wenzhong's death was such a big deal, so naturally the people involved had already been controlled and brought here.