Chapter 189: Thousands of miles away with dedication
With the current festive situation between Jiulingtang and Lu Yunqi, there is a high chance that they will be hacked to death outside Prince Huai's Mansion.
Miss Jun held the medicine box tightly and stood for a moment, turned around and left.
Seeing her coming in, Liu'er hurriedly brought over the hot medicinal tea.
This winter was extremely cold, and many people suffered from colds and chills. Miss Jun prepared some medicinal tea for everyone to drink, and she did not forget to drink it, especially after returning from outside.
She must not let herself get sick.
Anyone can get sick, but she can't.
"It's so cold and you go out every day. It's just a matter of going out. Why don't you let the carriage come back?" Fang Jinxiu frowned and said, "If you are sick, no one will let you see a doctor."
Liu'er immediately became unhappy after hearing this.
"Why are you cursing my lady to get sick?" she said.
"Sickness is not someone else's curse. It's all your own fault." Fang Jinxiu said unceremoniously.
Listening to the two people bickering, Miss Jun drank a large bowl of herbal tea in one go, sweat broke out on her forehead and her cheeks turned red.
"Okay, I know, I have a sense of propriety." She looked at Fang Jinxiu and said.
Fang Jinxiu pursed her lips and said no more. She reached out to take the medicinal tea bowl and was about to go in. Someone came in with a chill all over her body.
"Miss Jun, this is a letter from the young master." The visitor said hastily without any courtesy, holding the letter in his hand over.
He was dressed thickly and dusty, with frostbite on his face and hands, and he spoke with a thick accent. It was obvious that he was not a clerk from Deshengchang in the capital, but came from Yangcheng.
In the past, all correspondence was delivered by ticket number. Why was it that this time it was delivered directly by a family member?
It looked like he was in a hurry.
"Xiao Mo." Fang Jinxiu recognized the person. He was a clerk from the original ticket number. He was chosen by Fang Chengyu as his personal handler and was highly regarded.
Seeing him coming, Fang Jinxiu couldn't help but look nervous.
"Is Chengyu okay?" she asked blurtly.
"Master is very good." Xiao Mo smiled innocently at her.
Miss Jun had already received the letter and opened it. After just one glance, her expression changed slightly, and she turned around and walked quickly inward.
Neither Fang Jinxiu nor Liu'er responded. Miss Jun walked to the door and stopped again.
"Liu'er made tea for Xiao Mo, rubbed him with frostbite cream, and arranged for him to rest." She turned around and said.
Liu'er responded, Xiao Mo quickly thanked her, and Miss Jun had already entered.
The fallen door blocked his view, and Fang Jinxiu had a complicated expression.
Miss Jun sat in the room and looked at the letter in her hand with a complicated look on her face. Logically speaking, this letter should be opened immediately because she just glanced at it and mentioned King Huai, but because of this, she felt a little uncomfortable.
Dare to open it.
How could Fang Chengyu, who was far away in Yangcheng, mention King Huai?
Or at such a coincidence?
Miss Jun took a deep breath. Now that things were like this, wouldn't they exist if you didn't read them? She opened the letter and read it carefully.
Fang Chengyu was indeed talking about King Huai.
Moreover, it is pointed out at the beginning that King Huai is ill and it is very difficult.
As for how he knew, it was by looking at the account books.
Due to the arrival of Miss Jun, the account books in Beijing were required to be provided once every ten days. After Miss Jun opened the medical clinic, Fang Chengyu made two more requests. One was the status of the doctors in Beijing, and the other was the pharmacists.
Please pay careful attention to the markings of the dynamics.
Just ten days ago, Chengyu received the account books from Beijing as usual and saw several entries and exits.
These are the banknotes of several doctors of the Imperial Medical Bureau. The amount is very large, as if all the family property has been accounted for. The steward is very familiar with one of the imperial doctors. Although their business rules do not ask anything about the guests, this imperial doctor took the initiative to lament that he might not be able to stay in the capital.
Because I received a rather difficult patient, the steward made a few insinuations and learned that the patient was most likely King Huai.
King Huai is indeed a very troublesome existence.
What's even more troublesome is that Miss Jun mentioned King Huai.
"Jiuling, I remember you mentioned Prince Huai's Mansion."
Seeing this sentence written by Fang Chengyu, Miss Jun frowned slightly.
Does he remember? But she never told him that she had only mentioned the name Prince Huai's Mansion once since her rebirth...
"...When you are not at home, I have nothing to do, so I like to listen to everyone talk about your past..."
"….You once asked a senior official about the capital affairs, and you also mentioned King Huai, which frightened my grandmother and mother to death…"
People don't say something without a reason.
Fang Chengyu sat in front of the desk, looking at the night outside the window. The room was as warm as spring. The place where he sat was Miss Jun's study, which he now regarded as his study.
Of course it's only temporary, he will return it to her when she comes back.
If she will come back.
Fang Chengyu stroked the blooming marigold placed on his desk. This is a rare Zhangzhou variety that blooms indoors in winter with a delicate fragrance.
He recalled a time when she turned around suddenly in the bathroom.
Chengyu, I remembered something.
She said, but then she swallowed it back and said nothing more.
Because I can’t say it or it would be useless to say it.
She wants to go to the capital, she has always wanted to go.
The place you always want to go must be because of someone or something you care about.
She opened a medical clinic, but she did not treat the common people. She would rather teach her skills to other doctors than treat the common people. She only focused on the noble and went to those noble places.
Fang Chengyu picked up his pen.
"...The imperial doctor said that King Huai's illness was very serious, so they all turned their property into banknotes to make it easier to withdraw and transfer..."
He stopped writing here.
He wanted to write that you should not interfere, but he felt that it was unreasonable to say so. No matter how famous Jiulingtang was, the Taiyuan Hospital was responsible for King Huai's condition. The Taiyuan Hospital would not come to a private doctor, or a woman with a somewhat sensational name.
Child doctor.
But what if she wants to intervene?
Fang Chengyu sighed softly and started writing.
"...according to the imperial physician's description, King Huai is ill. It was not a serious illness at first, but it became serious after repeated occurrences..."
The pen paused at this sentence, but after a moment it came down again with a bit of determination.
"...Jiuling, it's easy to cure a disease, but it's difficult to cure a life. Just be careful..."
After reading the last line, Miss Jun felt mixed emotions in her heart.
How could there be a child in this world who is so organic and so sensitive that he is close to a demon? Or in other words, what I always thought was safe is actually a loophole in the eyes of caring people, is it full of questions?
She picked up the letter and threw it into the brazier, watching it slowly turn into ashes.
Everyone knew how terrible it was to offend Lu Yunqi, but he sent her an imperial decree to save the Fang family's life.
Everyone knew how dangerous it was to approach Prince Huai's Mansion, but he inquired about her condition and only said to be careful.
I am born because of you, so I am not afraid of dying because of you?
This winter is very cold, but also very warm.
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The palace seemed even more solemn in winter.
There was a loud crashing sound.
The eunuchs standing on the porch lowered their heads again.
Lu Yunqi listened calmly as the emperor's angry scolding came from within.
"...Why isn't it easy to cure? Isn't it just a cold? You losers can't even cure a cold? Are you ashamed to be called an imperial physician?"
The emperor has always been gentle and courteous, but when he said such words at this time, it was obvious how angry and anxious he was.
"Your Majesty." Jiang Youshu's voice came from inside, with a hint of exhaustion, "Your Majesty is no longer just suffering from the cold. The condition has been recurring for too long, and it is really difficult to treat now."
"Repeatedly, who are you blaming again and again? I'm not blaming you. How could he become seriously ill if he was given good treatment at the beginning?" the emperor said angrily.
"Emperor, you can't blame the doctors entirely." An old female voice sounded.
This is the Queen Mother.
Lu Yunqi still looked forward, listening to the Queen Mother's voice to continue.
"...Children are prone to getting sick. When they are sick, they are just like adults. They don't take medicine well. They jump around when they feel better. They are not sensible. This winter is also cold. There are many people who are sick. There are several in our palace.
."
"These servants in Prince Huai's Mansion are all rubbish. How can they take care of Prince Huai? They are all guilty." The emperor said again.
"Let's not talk about asking for guilt. Let's treat the disease properly." The Queen Mother said, "What's the use of losing your temper? What doctor doesn't want to cure the patient, but sometimes the disease cannot be controlled by others. Emperor, you are being harsh.
."
In other words, if the patient cannot be cured, the doctor cannot be blamed.
The sound of hula-la-la-kneeling could be heard in the room.
"I am guilty." The voices of the imperial doctors rang out in unison.
The emperor was benevolent and filial, and naturally he would not argue with the Queen Mother's words. There was a moment of silence in the room, and a long sigh resounded.
"You guys must remember that King Huai is the only flesh and blood of the late prince. You must do your best. Otherwise, I will be ashamed of the late emperor and prince."
I don't know if it was Lu Yunqi's own hallucination. After saying these words, the world seemed to be silent for a moment, and then everything returned to normal.