The slightly lowered eyes of the increasingly handsome young emperor made it difficult to see his expression clearly.
But his unruffled imperial demeanor makes people first react and rarely even pay attention to his appearance.
After Xiang Yang finished speaking, the hall was silent for a moment.
After a long while, the young emperor said, "Get ready, I will go to Cangyu to see it myself."
Xiang Yang opened his mouth slightly and said respectfully, "Yes."
After a pause, he then said, "Your Majesty, do you need to inform the princess?"
"I will go visit my mother and concubine first."
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Cangyu, in Pingnan City.
Finally, an effective anti-epidemic prescription was prepared, although it was kept secret in order to prevent those who were infected from getting too excited and causing physical damage.
And due to some other objective conditions, no one else outside announced it immediately, but doctors in several districts with some status and authority communicated the news to each other.
All the doctors were very busy this afternoon, and Duan Rong, who was apparently responsible for Dongcheng District, but was actually responsible for coordinating the affairs of the whole city, was even busier.
Jiu'er originally wanted to stay and continue to observe, but after all, it was confirmed that the new prescription was effective, and it had only appeared on twenty healthy patients with relatively mild symptoms.
It may not be possible 100% of the time, or there may be various specific reactions and situations after taking the medicine.
But she really felt that her body was abnormally tired. After staying for another half an hour, she directly said hello and left.
The other doctors didn't think much about it, and they didn't blame her for being cowardly.
They all told her to take a good rest.
Jiu'er returned to the place where she had been staying for the past few days, took a shower and changed clothes, and then went to bed directly.
I don't know how long I slept, but it was an extremely restless sleep.
Hearing a noise, Jiuer suddenly woke up with a chill all over his body.
I saw Duan Rong who just walked in.
Duan Rong thought she was just tired, but when he saw her pale face, he walked over quickly with a slight frown.
He reached out to touch Jiu'er's forehead.
Jiu'er felt weak all over and said with a languid smile, "I don't have a fever. I'm probably just tired."
Duan Rong directly wrapped Jiu'er, who was half propped up, with a quilt, held him in his arms, and said in a low voice with some distress, "Who asked you to work so hard?"
Jiu'er took it for granted, "Human life is at stake. Besides, if I haven't been able to come up with an effective prescription, isn't it my incompetence? Isn't it that I have learned in vain all these years?"
Duan Rong laughed softly. After finishing his laughter, he gently rubbed her head and said, "If you want to eat something, I'll make it for you."
Jiuer was surprised, "Hey, do you still have this skill?"
Duan Rong snorted, "Is it strange that I have such a skill? Otherwise, you would think that the things you usually like to eat are all made for you."
Jiu'er really didn't know, but she always felt that the food at Duan Rong's place was delicious. Sometimes when Duan Rong was away, the taste was a little worse, but it seemed to be more in line with her taste than the food at other places.
I never expected that it was Duan Rong who did it?
She blinked and said, "When you were away, did you deliberately teach others how to cook what I like to eat in advance?"
Duan Rong tapped her forehead, "Tell me what you want to eat."
"Hmm..." Jiuer quickly clicked on a few.
Duan Rong put her back on the bed and covered her with a quilt, "Wait for me."
Jiu'er cooperated very well and lay down on the bed. After Duan Rong left, although he still felt strangely uncomfortable, Jiu'er took his pulse and there was indeed nothing wrong.
It's just that his body is a little weak.
Her physical condition hasn't gotten any better in the past few years anyway.
Jiu'er lay down without paying much attention and closed his eyes to rest.
However, this time Jiu'er was not only tired and cold, but even his lower abdomen felt cold and throbbing.
It's not like he was hungry here. Jiu'er can only attribute it to the fact that he was too tired these past few days. Maybe he came back late in the evening and his stomach was chilled by the night breeze.
Jiuer put his palm on his lower abdomen, trying to warm it up, but the effect was really minimal.
Her hands and feet were also unusually cold.
Just when Jiu'er pursed her lips and sweat broke out on her forehead, Duan Rong opened the door and walked in with a food tray.
"Murong Jiu!"
Duan Rong noticed something was wrong with Jiu'er almost at the first glance.
Jiu'er only felt that as soon as his figure flashed, the food plate had been placed next to him, and then he was picked up.
Duan Rong immediately took her pulse.
Jiu'er, who was shivering all over, subconsciously moved closer to his arms and said feebly, "It's nothing, maybe I'm tired and my stomach is cold. Take some stomach-warming and restorative medicine, and you'll be fine after a good sleep.
No problem."
"That's pretty much what happened when my stomach got cold when I was a kid."
Duan Rong held her tighter with one hand to make her warmer.
He let go of his hand taking Jiu'er's pulse, because apart from the weak pulse, he didn't think there was anything wrong.
"Look, I said no problem. Duan Rong, please help me get my medicine. The green bottle. Two pills."
Duan Rong reached out and took out the green medicine bottle from the small drawer of the wooden cabinet beside the bed, and took out two pills.
He let Jiu'er lean into his arms, poured the warm water he had just brought, and fed Jiu'er.
The moment the stomach-warming pill slid down the stomach, the cooling feeling in Jiuer's lower abdomen became much better.
But it still hurts.
"Still uncomfortable?"
"Well, I have a small cramping pain in my lower abdomen. It should be fine after a while."
When Duan Rong subconsciously wanted to rub her belly, a very faint smell of blood wafted out of her body because of Jiu'er's movements.
If Jiu'er hadn't felt so uncomfortable and was sure that she was not injured, she would have smelled it faster.
Duan Rong's breath tightened, "Where else are you injured?"
Jiu'er only felt that it would be better to lean against him, so she tried to ignore the pain and said softly, "No."
"You smell of blood."
Duan Rong immediately started checking.
As soon as he said this, Jiu'er not only smelled the faint smell of blood, but also noticed another strange change and feeling in his body.
Because she had some cold sweat, she really didn't feel it immediately before...
Although she had never had this subtle feeling before, she was a doctor and finally thought of a possibility that was actually very common but she had not thought of it like a fool today.
At this time, Duan Rong also discovered something.
Duan Rong was stunned for a moment, Jiu'er just wanted to look up at the sky.
But her shamelessness made her look at Duan Rong with a smile.
But she saw that the man in front of her was looking at her with a pair of passionate eyes that usually seemed angry but also smiling. At this moment, the expression inside was strange and difficult to understand. Only the faint moonlight strands spread through the gaps in his hair, spreading the silver light all over the floor.
Jiu'er felt an inexplicable fear in her heart, and her face felt a little hot for the first time in a century.
He said slightly uncomfortably, "I, I haven't been to Kuishui because of my physical condition. I thought...who knows..."
Just when Jiu'er was so uncomfortable that he forgot about the pain, Duan Rong, who had been feeling strange before, suddenly raised his eyes and smiled naturally, "What's there to be ashamed of?"
He said in a normal tone, "This is the most natural stage for every girl to become a woman."
He gathered Jiu'er's clothes and rubbed her head, "Little girl, this means you have grown up."
The effect he wanted was indeed achieved, and Jiuer was no longer embarrassed, but...
Still the same problem.
She protested, "Duan Rong, you are not much older than me, so don't always talk to me like you are raising a child, okay?"
Her mood swings were too great, her lower abdomen cramped again, and she gasped in pain.
Duan Rong felt distressed and amused, so he went to rub her belly.
After a while, "Are you feeling better?"
"It's better." Jiu'er clung to him like a kitten.
Duan Rong put the soft 'kitten' on the bed again.
Just as Jiu'er was about to speak, Duan Rong said, "Wait for me for a moment. I'll go find something... and take care of it for you."
Jiuer: "..."
Jiuer turned his head away, not knowing that Duan Rong, who went out to close the door and left, was also momentarily confused and didn't know the way. (To be continued)