Hearing that the Emperor had given him the gift, the old lady slowly turned her face and looked at her sharply, "Has the Emperor met you?"
"Yes, my granddaughter has been waiting in the palace for the past few days, and she just left the palace yesterday." Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
Mother Sun quickly said: "Look how thoughtful the princess is. She just left the palace yesterday and came to visit grandma early this morning."
The old lady's face became more and more ugly. She suddenly sat up and slapped Yuan Qingling. Her whole body was shaking with anger. "What other story do you want to make up? Will the Supreme Emperor want you to enter the palace to serve the sick?"
The slap hit Yuan Qingling's face, but it had no force at all. Yuan Qingling didn't even feel any pain.
All the strength of the old lady was used to yell out that sentence. After that, she panted rapidly without coughing. The air in her trachea made a gurgling sound like boiling water.
Her face gradually turned purple, and her lips turned white due to lack of blood. Her body softened and she lay down, still panting and unable to stop.
Yuan Qingling hurriedly turned around and took out the medicine box. When she opened the medicine box, she found a box of asthma inhalers. She quickly opened it and put it in the old lady's mouth, saying urgently: "Inhale it hard. This is the medicine from the palace. It's very good."
The old lady gasped for air. Although she didn't want to listen to Yuan Qingling's words, she still breathed in the inhalant.
Yuan Qingling saw that the inhaler had been inhaled one click, and knew that she had successfully inhaled it. He slowly put it down and swept her chest, "Breathe slowly and relax!"
The old lady's breathing gradually became smoother, and the purple flush on her face gradually receded.
Mother Sun said in surprise: "What kind of medicine is this? It's so miraculous."
"This is the medicine used by the Supreme Emperor in the palace." Yuan Qingling had already put the medicine on the bedside. "In the future, when my grandmother has an attack, I will give it to her."
The old lady gradually became quiet, and Yuan Qingling took out her stethoscope and listened to her heart and lungs.
She remembered that the old lady had asthma in the past, and she must have contracted emphysema, which caused her body to deteriorate. Whenever she breathed, it was almost fatal.
Asthma is already difficult to treat, and with emphysema, a chronic disease, it may not be easy to get better without long-term treatment.
In the years since the old lady has been ill, she has never breathed as smoothly as she does now.
In the past, every time she took a breath, she had to press it down hard. The long-term lack of oxygen caused her brain to be very unclear at times. Therefore, she gave the headship of the family to Yuan Qingling's mother, Huang. Unfortunately, Huang was a
He was useless, but within a few months, the power of the household changed hands to the second wife.
There has always been a quarrel between the old lady and the second old lady. After the second old lady took over, the old lady simply ignored everything and moved here to recuperate quietly.
After the old lady's breath subsided, she lost her previous anger and asked with some doubts: "Is this really the palace's medicine? Are you really here to serve in the palace?"
Yuan Qingling nodded, "Of course it's true, grandma, many people know about this, including father."
The old lady then softened her expression, looked at her and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Yuan Qingling smiled and shook her head, "Grandma is reluctant to use force."
The old lady snorted, "That's because I have no strength. If I still had the strength, I would have killed you long ago to save you from embarrassing me."
Seeing the love in her eyes, Yuan Qingling's heart froze, and she held her hand and whispered softly: "Grandma, my granddaughter is wrong, I should listen to you."
The old lady looked at the scar on her forehead and sighed softly, "You choose the road yourself. You can't turn back. You can only go on bravely. However, you don't have to please anyone or do anything for your father.
, just live your life well, it is your good fortune to be able to survive in the palace, don’t think too much about the rest."
Yuan Qing Ling nodded silently.
The old lady suddenly said sternly: "However, you can't just grovel and humiliate the face of our Jinghou Mansion. It can only save your life. If you really bully others too much, you have to resist even if you risk your life. Just resist.
Just lowering your head may not necessarily make you better, remember?"
Yuan Qingling has a sore nose. The old lady is not only afraid that she will suffer hardship, but also that she will be humiliated. She really feels sorry for her.