Copying like this is actually the stupidest way, but for the time being it was the only way to do it.
Song Qinghuan stayed up all day and night, even looking at the things that Song Qingyan had sent over, and finally found out among them the diseases that were similar to the Wusha plague in previous years.
But it's just similar.
There are so many imperial doctors in the Taiyuan Hospital, and the books that Song Qinghuan checked are not unique. If she can check them out, someone from the Taiyuan Hospital must have checked them out. Naturally, the prescriptions left by the predecessors will not be wasted like this, and they will be used on those who have the plague.
on the patient.
But how many days have passed in a row, the plague has not stopped at all, but has become more and more intense.
I also knew that those medicines definitely didn’t work.
Texue also stayed up for two days, and his face looked quite haggard. After sorting out all the things about the plague, he asked: "Princess, are we of any use?"
It wasn't that she looked down on her master, but that so many doctors in the imperial hospital failed to control the plague. What could Song Qinghuan, a housebound woman, do?
Song Qinghuan lit the ink on the paper and neatly wrote down a string of drug names. Hearing the words, he said without raising his head: "Even if it's useless, I can have peace of mind."
She is not so great that she wants to cure this plague, nor does she think she has the ability to cure it.
I just thought that Xiao Ci would be in contact with those who had the disease all day long, so I wanted to make a sachet for him to wear as a precaution.
Even if the sachet is really useless, you can still have peace of mind.
Taxue understood in her heart and nodded: "I understand, slave."
It turned out that when he was in the Song family, Song Qinghuan had a small pharmacy, but he didn't bring it to the pharmacy when he entered Prince Rui's Mansion.
There are a lot of medicinal materials to be used now, and I don't know if the medicine shop outside has got them all. I wrote two or three pieces of paper in a sloppy way, and then handed it to Texue and ordered: "Go to the medicine shop first and pick up some."
Catch him first, and then have someone wrap up all the medicinal materials in the Hou Mansion and bring them back."
Texue had the most delicate thoughts, so he responded with a few pieces of paper and ordered to go down. Then he asked the maid and the old woman to clean up the east wing, so that Song Qinghuan could use it for medicine.
Song Qinghuan felt uncomfortable, so he took advantage of the time before the medicinal materials came back, put on his clothes and lay down for a while, but then he remembered something, got up hurriedly, walked to the door, and shouted to the sky: "Six swords, today
Have you ever brought rice to the prince?"
Six Swords hid in the darkness and did not show up. He just sneered and said lazily: "Give it away. When the princess thinks about it, our prince will starve to death."
Song Qinghuan didn't care about Liu Jian's rudeness, but instead ordered: "If I don't remember it in the future, whether the prince will starve to death or not depends entirely on you."
"Why?" Liu Jian jumped down from the roof, holding his sword and said, "The prince is your husband, not mine."
Song Qinghuan hurried to lie down for a while, and did not want to talk nonsense with him. He only said: "You want the prince to be your husband, but the prince is not happy yet."
After saying that, he returned to the house. Once the door was closed, he didn't care about Liu Jian jumping around outside, and went directly into the inner room to get dressed and lie down.
It was already late when Texue ordered people to prepare the medicinal materials. By the time he got everything back, it was already dark.
Song Qinghuan hadn't had a good meal for several days. Today, he just asked the cook to prepare some soup. When he was full, he called Liu Jian once again and asked him to send Xiao Ci a supper.
night.
Liu Jian's face was full of reluctance, but he went even though he was unwilling.
Xiao Cicai came back from patrolling the city with a tired look on his face. Just when he was thinking about whether to go back to the palace or rest at Wucheng Station, Liu Jian came with a food box.
Liujian has always been quick-tempered and not as steady as Chuhan. He sent the food box to Xiao Ci and complained a few words: "Obviously she didn't remember it herself, so I remembered it for her and reminded her that the prince is the princess."
She actually said that I want the prince to be my husband, but the prince is not happy."
He said angrily: "My lord, see for yourself, this princess of yours needs to be dealt with better."
The late-night snack brought today was shrimp and crab porridge. When I took out the cup, I could smell the delicious aroma.
Old He was as tired as a dog and came in from outside. He sniffed it with the tip of his nose and said, "Shrimp and crab porridge."
He took a few steps forward and wanted to grab food from Xiao Ci.
Xiao Ci's hands were faster than his, and he moved the cup of porridge behind him in an instant, and said expressionlessly: "My wife sent it. If you want to eat it, go find your own wife."
Mr. He suddenly chuckled and said sourly: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's great to have a wife. It sounds like I don't have a wife."
Xiao Ci put the porridge on the small table again and said, "It's great to have a lady. If you have the ability, let your lady bring you food."
The entire Wucheng Institute accompanied the people from Shuntian Mansion and Taiyuan Hospital to fight against this Wucheng plague.
But there is no one who does not envy Xiao Ci.
Since the beginning of the war against the plague, many brothers have been drinking cold water and eating dry food, so they have to sit alone and have good meals and vegetables provided on time every day.
It just so happens that he is still stingy. No one is allowed to touch the food delivered by his wife, and anyone who touches it will be in a hurry.
The plague has not yet passed, but the entire five cities have drunk a lot of sour water.
Lao He couldn't resist Xiao Ci, and he didn't want to watch him eat. He smelled it by himself, waved his hand, and walked out.
Only then did Xiao Ci find the time to scoop out a bowl of porridge, and without raising his head, he asked Liu Jian: "What the princess is eating today is also shrimp and crab porridge."
Liu Jian responded: "Yes."
Xiao Ci responded in response, and then responded to what Liu Jian had just said. He said seriously: "Although I have a romantic reputation, I am not a womanizer either."
He blew on the still hot shrimp and crab porridge in the bowl, glanced at Liu Jian, and lowered his head again: "Especially, the one that hasn't got the color yet."
Six swords...
Sending a late night snack also brings a lot of energy to the body.
On the way back to Prince Rui's Mansion from the Five Cities, Liu Jian kept thinking over and over again.
Are you really that ugly?
Liu Jian still agrees with his prince's aesthetics. In the past, when he stayed in the Land of Wind and Moon, anyone who could get some news out was a very good-looking girl.
Even Chun Niang, who has lived in the mansion for a long time, is also quite beautiful. Now, the Princess of Song, who is firmly in the position of the head wife, has a bad temper and has no choice in appearance.
The more he thought about the appearance of these women, the more Liu Jian began to doubt whether he was really that ugly.
Until he returned to the palace, Liu Jian could not figure out the reason.
But Song Qinghuan was already busy in the east wing.
She was good at fighting poison with poison, so the prescriptions she copied were just for her reference.
This time, Tuxue couldn't help. There were a bunch of medicinal materials scattered in the east wing. Some of them were already ground into powder and put in small porcelain bottles. Which ones were poisonous and which ones were not?
