Additional update for Bingyi in the South to reward spirit beast eggs (4.0)
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When Lu Yunqi came back, it was already dark. The lights in the inner house were brightly lit, but it seemed deserted because it was too quiet.
When he stood in front of the courtyard gate, he paused for a moment before stepping forward.
The red lantern under the eaves illuminated Princess Jiuli who was standing quietly, wrapped in a cloak. She had obviously been standing outside for a long time.
Seeing Lu Yunqi approaching, she was not lost, nor was she angry or anxious, she just took a step forward.
"How is he?" she asked, her voice calm and soft.
Lu Yunqi looked at her.
"Not very good," he said.
Princess Jiuli said oh.
"It's not good." She said, as if sighing and feeling sad.
No sadness, no anger, nothing.
But Lu Yunqi, who was used to seeing and hearing pain, anger and sorrow, found this sigh unbearable.
"Princess, you can go see the prince." He said.
Princess Jiuli's soft face lit up for a moment, and she watched him take a step forward again.
"Is it okay?" she asked, finally there was a hint of excitement in her voice.
Lu Yunqi looked at her and nodded.
"Okay." He said with a slightly hoarse voice.
Princess Jiuli smiled.
"That's great." She said, "Thank you so much. No matter what, people have to go to a destination in the end, but it is always very happy to have family members by your side before leaving."
As long as you can see your loved ones before you die, will you be happy?
That time last year, that person was so unlucky.
Lu Yunqi turned around and strode outside.
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When it was dark and bright, Fang Jinxiu didn't hear the usual sound of beating wooden stakes. She got up and came out to see Miss Jun standing in front of the wooden stakes.
Miss Jun stood motionless with her back turned, looking as if she was in a daze or frozen.
Wearing so little and still standing still so early in the morning, Fang Jinxiu frowned.
"Stop fighting when you're tired," she said.
Miss Jun turned around and smiled at her, then raised her hand to hit the wooden stake.
The usual sound of beatings resounded in the yard.
Fang Jinxiu walked around in circles in the yard. When Miss Jun stopped, she also stopped and moved her body.
"Are you going out today?" she asked.
Miss Jun raised her sleeves to wipe the sweat from her forehead and shook her head.
"Is it not going well?" Fang Jinxiu asked again.
It's not that it's not going well, it's that it's impossible.
Although they could talk a few words about King Huai's condition among the people who had left in the past few days, they only left the conversation after a few words.
No one would think of recommending her to King Huai for treatment.
No, many people should have thought of it, but they don’t know how to do it and don’t dare to do it.
King Huai is a taboo, no one is willing to touch it.
Miss Jun hummed.
"So I won't go out today." She looked at Fang Jinxiu and said.
This answer was not only an answer to the question of not being able to go out today, but also an answer to the fact that it was not going well, and an admission that there was a reason why she went out for days like this.
Fang Jinxiu wanted to ask but finally felt that there was nothing to ask.
"Don't worry, think of other ways." She said.
Miss Jun nodded.
"I've figured out a way," she said.
Thought of it?
Fang Jinxiu looked at her.
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Although it was just dawn, there were many people walking back and forth in the hospital. A group of people walked in from outside, looking a little tired.
The leader was Jiang Youshu, who looked gloomy and was obviously not in a good mood.
Several apprentices rushed forward to serve him.
Everyone in the room wiped their hands and faces with hot towels and drank hot tea to relieve some fatigue.
"I really didn't expect King Huai's disease to be so difficult," said an imperial doctor.
"I've tried all the methods I should think of, but this medicine just doesn't work, so what else can I do?" Another imperial doctor said, with a look of uneasiness on his face, "I think it's just the past few days."
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the room hurriedly left and guarded the door.
Jiang Youshu put down the tea cup in his hand.
"Let's do more research and think about it, because if a small cold can't be cured and someone dies, we won't have the face to tell anyone about it," he said.
Several imperial doctors looked at each other.
"Many people died because of the cold," said an imperial doctor.
"But this man is King Huai." Jiang Youshu looked at him and said.
When others die, they die, and no one except their own family will care about him. But no one cares about King Huai when he is alive, and when he dies, everyone in the world can see it.
There is no reasonable reason, and I don’t know how much nonsense it will cause.
Although the Queen Mother has spoken out to defend the imperial doctors, this is just the emperor and his son making love, and their fate is still not safe.
Then they might become scapegoats.
If you don’t want to be a scapegoat, then you must make King Huai’s illness reasonable and not just a simple wind-cold. There are indeed many types of wind-cold, and wind-cold can indeed be fatal, but it is still too difficult to explain and difficult for the people to accept.
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An imperial doctor lowered his hand twirling his beard.
"I don't think it's the wind chill," he said.
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There were obviously many more people in Prince Huai's Mansion than before. The maids and eunuchs came in and out of the palace carrying hot water and medicine.
The room was filled with a strong medicinal smell.
Princess Jiuli twisted the handkerchief from the basin held by the palace maid and carefully placed it on Jiu Fu's forehead.
Compared with before she got married, Jiuyi had lost a lot of weight, her face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, and her breathing was rapid.
"Princess." A palace maid came over with a medicine bowl.
Jiuli got up and went to the bedside, picked up Jiufang in his arms, and picked up a spoon to give medicine.
Jiu Fu didn't open his mouth, the medicine flowed down the corner of his mouth, and the palace maid was busy wiping it away.
"Princess, if that doesn't work, use a pot to fill the pot with medicine," she said.
Just yesterday I was able to swallow the medicine after taking the medicine, but today I can't. Jiuli looked at the pale face in his arms and stretched out his hand to touch it.
"Okay." She said softly.
No matter how serious Jiu Fu's illness seemed to be, Princess Jiuli didn't cry or panic since she came, let alone blame the imperial doctors. She just stayed by Jiu Fu's side, giving medicine, wiping and changing clothes day and night.
The imperial doctors were next door, and the palace maids were busy getting the crane-mouthed pot for filling medicine. Princess Jiuli held Jiu Fu in her arms and gently stroked his face.
After a while, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door, and several palace maidens ran in in a panic.
"The princess is not well," they said. "The doctors said that the prince has acne."
Acne?
Princess Jiuli paused her hands slightly and looked at Jiu Fu in her arms.
Although Jiu Fu's face has lost some weight, his complexion is fair and fair, not only on his face, but also on his body.
Acne.
A smile appeared on Princess Jiuli's lips, and she continued to caress Jiufang's face and forehead.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister is here." She said softly.
In Prince Huai's palace, countless eunuchs covered their mouths and noses with white towels, carrying medicine buckets and pouring medicine everywhere. Many eunuchs and maids were dispersed, crying and shouting constantly, making it noisy and chaotic.
"Tell the palace quickly..."
"Princes, princesses and princesses should not come to visit anymore..."
"Those who have visited me all say, take the medicine as soon as possible..."
Lu Yunqi stood outside the gate, watching the people pouring out from inside and passing by, standing motionless.
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"It turned out to be acne."
"No wonder the cold can't be cured no matter how hard it is. The high fever doesn't go away. It turns out to be acne."
"This is over, it's over, it can't be cured."
The Taiyuan Hospital also learned the latest news. Several doormen were talking in low voices in front of the door. Suddenly, there was a clear ringing of bells. The doormen didn't care at first and concentrated on talking about the latest news, but this time
The ringtone was getting closer and closer, and they couldn't help but raise their heads to look for the sound. They saw two people walking slowly on the side of the street, and then stopped in front of the hospital.
The doorkeepers looked at her and glanced at the medicine box she was carrying, the bell in her hand, and the flag held by the little girl next to her, and they were suddenly enlightened.
This is the bell doctor from Jiulingtang.
Although the people and doctors all over the city admired her, the hospital did not.
"What are you doing here?" The doorkeepers said with a bit of arrogance on their faces, waving their hands impatiently, "Come on, hurry up, no one here is asking you to see bad omens."
"I'm not here to see a bad omen." Miss Jun said, "I'm here to see Dr. Jiang."
The doorman was stunned for a moment.
"What are you looking for Mr. Jiang?" a doorman couldn't help but ask.
Miss Jun smiled slightly.
"Chief Doctor Jiang once made an appointment with me, and I would treat those who he couldn't cure." She said, "Now I'm here to fulfill the bet."