Chapter 803 Why did the young prince contract smallpox?
During dinner, Feng Jiayu woke up.
Wei Zi touched his forehead and took his armpit temperature, finally showing a smile of relief on his face.
"Xiaoyu, can we drink some water and eat something?" She held the child in her arms and said softly.
"Mom... Xiaoyu misses you so much." The little guy stretched out his little hand, hugged Wei Zi, and said weakly.
Wei Zi's eyes turned red: "Mother will always be with you from now on."
"Well..." The little guy nodded, drooped his eyelids, and coughed twice.
Su Nian brought warm porridge.
Wei Zi held the child in one hand and held a spoon in the other, feeding the porridge into the little guy's mouth bit by bit.
Su Nian was afraid that Wei Zi would be struggling and wanted to take the child from her hands, but the little guy grabbed Wei Zi's skirt and refused to let go.
Aunt Shui said on the side: "A few days ago, the little prince often started looking for his mother and father in the middle of playing. Later, he got sick, and he cried and shouted "Mother, mother, mother". Later, he got a fever.
I was in a daze and didn’t have the strength to shout..."
After talking about it, Aunt Shui wiped away her tears.
Wei Zi's heart twisted into pieces after hearing this.
But she finally remembered something she hadn't had time to think about in the past two days: "How did the young prince contract smallpox?"
There was no smallpox epidemic in the imperial capital, and Feng Jiayu was the darling of the Yan Palace. He hardly went out, so why did he contract the disease inexplicably?
"The first person who contracted the disease was the gardener of the palace. Originally, the young prince would not have contact with the gardener, but he knew that the flowers in the yard were blooming well, and he said that he would pick the most beautiful flowers to give to his great-grandmother, grandmother, and mother.
I accidentally caught smallpox from a gardener——"
Wei Zi paused while feeding the porridge: "When the young prince came into contact with the gardener, who else was around him? Were those people infected with smallpox?"
"The four princesses and two maids were accompanying the young prince at that time. They are all fine..." Aunt Shui is an old man in the house. When Wei Zi said this, she also felt something was wrong.
"How is the gardener now?" Wei Zi asked.
"The gardener... has no medicine and will die before you come back, Princess."
Wei Zi's heart sank.
Smallpox is extremely contagious. In ancient times, when there was no smallpox vaccine, almost anyone who had not had it could be infected.
Smallpox virus is also not afraid of dryness and low temperature. It can live on scabs, dust and clothing for several months to a year and a half.
For such a severe infectious disease, only the gardener in the palace was infected with Feng Jiayu, which seemed like a directional spread.
Smallpox itself is not fatal. Death usually occurs due to various complications, and this time usually takes more than half a month. In other words, people infected with smallpox will not die quickly, but the gardener in the palace, a strong
An adult man died within a few days of being infected, which is very suspicious.
However, Wei Zi had never seen the symptoms of the gardener's infection. The gardener's body must have been burned, and the cause of his death became a mystery.
"Mother... I feel uncomfortable..." Feng Jiayu's little face suddenly turned pale, and then he vomited out all the food he had finally fed.
The people in the house immediately got busy, fetching water and cleaning up.
Wei Zi stroked the child's back and helped him vomit out the contents of his stomach.
Mother and child are close to each other. The child is suffering, and she feels as if something is wrong in her heart. She is also worried: she can't eat and she can't keep up with nutrition. How can such a small child survive?
"Xiaoyu, are you still sick?" She hugged the child and said distressedly.
The child didn't reply and fell asleep in a daze, but his little hands were still holding on to Wei Zi's clothes, as if he was afraid that she would leave.
