Chapter 251 Visit every night [ask for a monthly ticket]
Sitting in the yard, she suddenly heard a burst of tears. Soon, a stretcher passed by the door. The person on it was covered with white cloth, and a person following him was driven back by the guard: "You should take care of yourself."
Well, your brother is dead, you still have to live..."
It turned out to be a pair of brothers.
An Qingran couldn't help but hug the child in her arms.
In order to make the room breathe, An Qingran also opened the window at night, so she stayed by An Mingchen's bed, often just sitting and taking a nap all night.
The food was delivered on time.
An Mingchen was not weaned, and someone even sent her goat milk, which solved a big problem.
I don't know if it was because of the fact that the jacket left, An Mingchen's fever subsided a little the next day. The corners of his mouth were full of soaking, but he still didn't cry, but just snuggled quietly in An Qingran's arms.
Like a little cat, An Qingran's heart was completely crushed by him. If something happened to him, she would probably lose half of her life.
The Imperial Hospital also kept distributing medicine. When An Qingran used their medicine, she was also studying it herself. Fortunately, her cousin's medical books were very rich and mixed with hundreds of schools of thought, so she had a lot of ideas.
Although she didn't want to treat her younger brother as a test subject, she didn't expect that all the medicines tried on him had worked, and the first abscess had begun to scab. An Qingran was so happy that she almost thumped, and An Mingchen followed her
As the condition improved, his face gradually recovered, and even a blush appeared. This was the plague. It came quickly, and it was found the right medicine and disappeared quickly.
She just waited quietly.
The people from the Imperial Hospital thought this was a miracle, so they came to ask An Qingran for the medicine they used. An Qingran did not hide his own personal information, and told them everything. After reporting it to the emperor, the emperor asked all the doctors to know this prescription.
Zihe method, you have to take a bath while treating the patient. Although it did not show any miraculous effects for a while, it seemed to have a vague effect. The emperor in the palace couldn't help but feel more complicated about An Qingran, and this child has a wonderful blessing.
, but often good and bad luck depend on each other, and no one who does big things will have a smooth fate.
An Qingran looked at An Mingchen. He could laugh now because he was weak and had almost no crying. He just smiled at her like a kitten, sticking to her very much. As long as he couldn't see her for a while, he shook his head left and right to look for her.
The figure.
An Qingran had to make a fire to decoct the medicine himself, so she was not relaxed, and because she didn't believe in the people here, she didn't let anyone enter their yard. She was as young as a mother.
Like a wolf, everyone in the sanatorium soon knew about her, and she also knew that she had saved the mother of the country. She also knew that the prescription she had in her hands is likely to save countless people. Only those who admire her, where can anyone harm her.
She, Besides, this is not the General's Mansion.
An Qingran felt that her cup of bow and snake shadow was not enough. When she went to bed at night, she still didn't take off her clothes and had a kitchen knife on her hand.
Just in his sleep, An Qingran suddenly felt something was wrong, so he picked up the knife and jumped up, cut it horizontally, and a black shadow jumped away horizontally, and his voice hurriedly shouted that it was me.
An Qingran heard it familiar, but still stood with a knife: "Who is it?"
"Oriental Brocade."
An Qingran's body just relaxed, the lights were on, and Dongfang Jin smiled bitterly: "Are you holding a knife when you sleep?"
An Qingran put the knife down and sighed: "There are only me and my brother here, I have to protect him."
"How is he?" Dongfang Jin said as he approached, but An Qingran stopped him for a moment, "He is much better. The prince stepped back a little, so please keep a certain distance from his ministers."
Dongfang Jin smiled and said, "I'm not afraid..."
An Qingran held the knife again, aiming at his neck: "Please respect the prince, don't force the persecutor to do excessive behavior, and also ask the prince to retreat outside the window..."
An Qingran really wanted to start with the knife. Dongfang Jinxin was moved that she was afraid of infecting herself, and even more afraid that she would hurt herself, so she immediately jumped out the window: "Let's just talk here."
An Qingran smiled bitterly: "Why should the prince go into danger? Confucius said that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. The prince should consider his own safety and should also think about the country and the people. If something happens, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
She thought to herself that something happened to him, and I don’t know who would be cheaper. If the one who was cheaper was Dongfang Ye, she wouldn’t be able to rely on it.
The first time Dongfang Jin saw her so righteous and righteous, she couldn't help but secretly admire her that this girl was really responsible.
"I'm very worried about you." The prince finally said what he said in his heart.
An Qingran felt a little moved when she heard this. How could she not be moved? He came. And they had never seen anyone except the people from the Imperial Hospital before, as if they had been abandoned by the world.
"But the prince shouldn't come here, so please leave immediately, otherwise Qingran will be a sinner for the ages." Although An Qingran knew that he had temporarily controlled An Mingchen's condition, who knew whether the plague was evasive or not would be a plague.
There is a latency period.
"I should have come to see you a few days ago, but the gatekeeper didn't let me in. After I went back, my father found out and criticized me. These days, I've been a little relieved, so I'll come to see you
Otherwise, I wouldn't feel at ease in the palace. I heard that you developed the formula and it had the effect. My father was very happy. Let me tell you that you can continue to use this recipe to treat your brother's illness. I see
The people in the Imperial Hospital do not have the ability to do you..."
"I'm just trying to please." An Qingran understood that it was mainly because his cousin's medical books were very powerful.
"Well, I know you are modest..." Dongfang Jin smiled through the window.
An Qingran's face was cold: "Please leave immediately..."
"Okay, I'll leave, don't worry." Dongfang Jin said as he shook his body and disappeared.
An Qingran seemed to have lost her strength and sat dejectedly on the chair, as if thinking about something. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth...
The next day, the prince came again. This time it was just getting dark, and An Qingran still didn't let him in. The two of them were inside and outside the room.
Dongfang Jin looked at her face carefully: "Are you okay? How is Mingchen's situation today?"
"He is fine, but he is still burning lightly..." An Qingran sighed.
"I'll bring you some food and food, all of which are from the palace and are not contaminated." He said and walked forward.
"Just put it in the yard, I'll take it myself."
"Okay, don't worry, I'll listen to you." Dongfang Jin put everything in the yard and slowly retreated himself, "Listen to me, the plague outside needs to be controlled, don't worry about it here.
, I won't let you get into trouble..."
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The new book monthly ticket list fell first. Wuwu, Chuchu asked for monthly tickets. Let Chuchu keep the new book number one this month!