Tang Yang was covered in cold blood. He quickly stepped forward and kicked open the door. He saw that she had touched the wall and fell to the ground, with blood gushing out from her forehead. When she hit her, she was determined to die and left no way out for herself.
Tang Yang hugged her and shouted anxiously, "Li Quan, Li Quan."
Mrs. Tang's face was covered with blood. She raised her weak hand, but she could not touch his face. Before the blood flowed down, a smile appeared on her lips, "I'm sorry... I really had no choice at that time."
, will ruin your marriage."
Tang Yang felt unspeakably uncomfortable, "Stop talking, I will take you to find the Crown Princess."
He hugged her and ran outside, stumbling and calling for the princess all the way to Xiaoyue Pavilion.
Yuan Qingling was startled when she saw him carrying a person with blood on his head. When she saw clearly that it was Mrs. Tang, she immediately turned around and took out the medicine box, and calmly directed Tang Yang to put her on the recliner.
After Tang Yang put her down, he felt a little numb. He just stood there, and the scene in front of him was reflected in blood red in front of his eyes.
The bleeding on her head could be stopped, but she forced herself to hit it. In addition to the bleeding on her forehead, she also suffered severe cerebral hemorrhage. The cerebral hemorrhage caused the intracranial pressure to continuously increase, and the blood began to flow out of the ears, making her breathing difficult.
and heartbeat were very weak.
Yuan Qingling rescued him for a moment, raised his head and shook his head helplessly at Tang Yang.
Tang Yang slowly found a chair and sat down. He couldn't regulate his breathing. He was breathing hard at times and holding his breath at other times. His face was extremely pale.
Yuan Qingling patted his shoulder gently, not knowing what to say, and led the people out, leaving the two of them to spend a moment together.
Mrs. Tang's lips moved, but she couldn't say a word. She just looked at Tang Yang, tears falling from the corners of her eyes. Her life, whether evil or sad, had come to an end, but she felt relieved.
Tang Yang sat next to her, held her hand, and stayed with her in her last moments without saying a word.
When Yu Wenhao learned that Mrs. Tang had died, he was very sorry. It was rare that she was willing to speak, and he could have asked about the medicinal materials again. This matter is especially important now.
Mrs. Tang's funeral was organized by Tang Yang himself. The funeral was held at their house. However, Xu Yi was asked to help choose the tomb. After Xu Yi asked Mr. Feng Shui to make the selection, he came to ask him, "Have someone carve a tomb?"
, what does the inscription say?”
Tang Yang was silent for a long time, then slowly shook his head, "There is no need to erect a monument."
Xu Yi was startled for a moment and stood still.
Tang Yang raised his head, "What's wrong?
Anything else?"
"I thought... you showed such sadness that you should erect a monument for her."
Xu Yi was also a person who couldn't hide his words, so he spoke directly.
There was a layer of unknown emotions in Tang Yang's eyes, and a heavy pain slowly arose, "I once erected a monument, and I will not erect another monument for other women. I am sad because she has always been the one I knew and accompanied when I was young.
The person who has been with me for several years, even if these years are fake and lies, but they are still people who have really existed by my side, nothing more."
Xu Yi was confused when he heard this. Why would he set up a monument and not help other women erect monuments?
What kind of affection is fake? Xu Yi thought for a moment and couldn't figure it out. Forget it, he said he wouldn't do it if he didn't do it. This woman has caused them so much misery. They don't know how much information has been leaked over the years. Plus
, she also kidnapped Mr. Tang, causing him to become demented. If he erected a monument for her again, wouldn’t he really be regarded as someone easy to bully in the palace?
After the funeral of Mrs. Tang, the wind and cold started to break out in the capital. Several people in the Chu Palace were also feeling unwell, especially Ah Si, who had been coughing and had a fever in the past few days. Yuan Qingling gave her a diagnosis and treatment, and talked with her.
It's different from a common cold, I suspect it's influenza.
The doctors here did not differentiate between influenza and wind-cold. In Yuan Qingling's understanding, wind-cold refers to a common cold, which is relatively weak and not highly contagious. People with strong immunity will recover even without taking medicine.
However, influenza is a viral infection and the virus mutates easily and can spread over a large area.
Yuan Qingling prescribed anti-viral medicine to Ah Si, put on a mask herself, and asked, "Where have you been recently?"
Ah Si thought for a while and said: "I haven't been out of the house to do anything recently. Apart from going to Madam Yao's place a few days ago, I just went back."
A trip to my parents’ house.”
"Mrs. Yao?
By the way, I remember that day you said that Mrs. Yao was ill. I wonder how she is doing?
I'll send someone to ask."
Yuan Qingling thought that Mrs. Yao was probably infected with the flu first and passed it on to Ah Si.
Before Yuan Qingling sent someone to ask, Ruitian came.
He said that Mrs. Yao had been feverish for several days and the fever had not subsided, so he asked Yuan Qingling to go over and take a look.
Yuan Qingling immediately carried the medicine box and went out. Ruitian came on horseback, but Yuan Qingling saw that his face was reddish and his voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed to have symptoms.
"Deitian, are you okay?
Do you have a cough or fever?"
"I'm fine!"
Ruitian held on to the reins and responded, but as soon as he said it was okay, he coughed a few times, and then he cleared his throat and said, "It's just that my throat hurts."
That's the way to go.
Yuan Qingling took Man'er to follow him to the house. Madam Yao had just hired a girl. She looked a little dull, but she was attentive to serve Madam Yao.
Yuan Qingling saw Mrs. Yao's sickly pale face and her lips had lost all color, and couldn't help but frowned, "What's going on with you?
I don’t even ask anyone to tell me when I’m sick.”
Mrs. Yao smiled at her, then stretched out her hand to take Yuan Qingling's hand hanging by the bed, "I know you have a lot of things going on recently, so I won't bother you."
Yuan Qing was furious, "You are treating me like an outsider by saying these things, right?"
Mrs. Yao sighed, her beautiful eyebrows also furrowed, and she said angrily: "Don't I think that a minor illness will not be a problem?
I didn't expect it to be so useless. I haven't been sick since I was cured by you. I didn't expect that this time I wouldn't feel well for several days."
When she saw Yuan Qingling wearing that mask again, she became a little scared, "Am I suffering from that disease again?"
Yuan Qingling glared at her, "What nonsense are you talking about?
I guess it’s just the flu.”
She asked the doctor, and from what she said, it was just weakness at first, then coughing, sore throat, and fever. This series of flu steps, plus the fact that some medicines for treating wind and cold that Suitian had given him didn't work, it was roughly determined that it was the flu.
, she said: "Your disease is different from ordinary wind and cold. It is called influenza. It is contagious and highly contagious. I believe that Destruction of Heaven has also been infected by you."
Mrs. Yao turned pale and hurriedly raised her hands, "What?
Did I infect him?"
She looked at Ruitian and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ruitian shook his head, his expression still as cold as ever and said: "I'm not uncomfortable."
"Has the princess been here recently?"
Yuan Qingling asked.
"Meng Yue came here a while ago."
Mrs. Yao was so frightened that she sat up hurriedly, "Then could Meng Yue be infected?
But when she came, I didn’t feel uncomfortable yet.”
Yuan Qingling remembered that her grandma said that several students in the medical school had uncomfortable symptoms. Perhaps Meng Yue had infected Mrs. Yao, and said: "Since you didn't feel uncomfortable at that time, it probably means you haven't gotten sick yet. No."
If you can infect Meng Yue, then you are really infected. Meng Yue is in medical school, so what are you afraid of?"
Yuan Qingling deliberately said that she would not be infected if she had no symptoms, so as not to worry about Meng Yue.