Lu Fenghe watched the little man go out. Such a good brother, why did God let him end up like that?
Brother Bao said to his brothers and sisters outside the door: "Brother Bao wants to see my sister. Brothers and sisters, are you going?"
Judging from the sound, the three children should have gone to the west wing to see Sister Zhen together.
Lu Fenghe turned to look at Shen Nanxun who was lying on the bed, and silently said sorry.
Lu Fenghe thought to herself that she must take her brothers and sisters away. She would not trust them anywhere except her.
Shen Nanxun had an illegitimate wife, and he could also have step wives and concubines. If he already had an illegitimate wife, he would also have a legitimate son and a concubine, but she only had these two children.
Fu'an came to report something again, "Madam, Prince Xiang's Mansion and the Eldest Princess' Mansion have sent greeting cards together, saying that they are coming to visit your husband."
King Xiang is our eldest cousin. His father, Prince Xiang, was the eldest son of the late emperor. Unfortunately, he died young. King Xiang was the posthumous son. He was named King Xiang by the late emperor on the full moon.
The eldest princess is the eldest sister of the late emperor and has always taken care of her eldest brother's widow. Prince Xiang's Palace and the eldest princess's palace also have a very close relationship.
Now King Xiang and Wen Guogong, the eldest son of the princess in charge of the Princess Mansion, are cousins, and they grew up together since childhood.
Just sending greetings from both places at the same time is not reasonable or unreasonable.
In front of Shen Nanxun there was the Chawen family in Chenzhou, and behind him there was King Xunxiang in the suburbs.
These two places came together like this, and it was difficult for Lu Fenghe to even think about it.
The most important thing is that a major event happened in the 23rd year of Yongping. In the first month of the first month of the year, the official family passed away, and the lineage of King Xiang and other princes fought for the throne.
It was just that something happened to the Lu family in the twenty-second winter month. Lu Fenghe had no intention of paying attention to the struggle. He only remembered that although the third prince ascended to a high position in the end, both Prince Xiang's Mansion and the Eldest Princess' Mansion had to be finished.
To be able to think of earning that position means that he has become so powerful that he is so close to the imperial power, and he is unwilling to be inferior to others, so he has the desire to fight for it.
In the end, everything could be saved by doing this, which also shows that Prince Xiang's Mansion and Princess Chang's Mansion have many trump cards that the officials are afraid of.
Although there are still five or six years left before the battle for the throne, it is obvious that these two houses must not offend. I do not expect the Shen family to take sides. The Shen family has always prided itself on being a pure minister, but it will never go wrong if they do not offend.
"Come back, the prince is unconscious now. Thank you to the second house. When the prince wakes up, he will come to thank you." Lu Fenghe explained.
Fu'an bowed and responded.
"Is the prince at home?" Lu Fenghe asked again.
"Yes, I went to Tingzhuyuan to see the master this morning."
"After that, all the greetings will be sent to Wosongju, and the prince will be asked to handle them on his behalf."
"yes."
Fu'an went out.
Lu Fenghe felt that it was inconvenient for the two of them to be in the same place. At least the boy who was serving Shen Nanxun could not come in and out freely. On the contrary, the girls around her had one more person to serve.
But what she didn't know was that Shen Nanxun also saved a lot of trouble in the inner courtyard. For example, the commander of the imperial army who came directly to visit the patient was stopped. No matter how reckless he was, he couldn't rush directly to the inner courtyard.
Even though they said coma was not enough, some people wanted to see for themselves to find out what was going on. But people were in the backyard, so they blocked the road.
Throughout the afternoon, Lu Fenghe flipped through two pages of travel notes, fell asleep for a while, and then flipped through another two pages after waking up. He spent the entire afternoon like this. It wasn't until Brother Gou came to find her for dinner again that Lu Fenghe got off the Arhat bed. .
"Why is daddy still sleeping?" Brother Chu was confused.
Lu Fenghe stuffed a handkerchief into Shen Nanxun's clenched fist, and led Brother Go to have dinner outside.
"Dad will wake up naturally after he has had enough sleep. Have you and your brothers and sisters gone to study this afternoon?"
Brother Lao's attention was immediately diverted.
"I've gone. I can memorize all the surnames that Master taught me in the morning. My eighth uncle also taught me how to hold a pen."
"Mom, did you also draw red characters when you were a child? My brothers and sisters also wrote big characters every day."
Lu Fenghe served soup to Brother Bao.
"Of course I have to write, but I have just started to learn calligraphy. You can write on the sand table now. The posture of holding the pen must not be wrong. When I can write horizontally and vertically on the sand table, my uncle will write big characters for him to trace.
Already."
Brother Lao's enthusiasm for learning has been particularly high recently. His cousins from the Lu family who are progressing faster than him are setting examples, and his cousin Feng, who has not been formally enlightened, is making comparison.
Every day I either want to catch up with my cousin or surpass my cousin.
When Imperial Physician Yang came off duty at Haichu, the carriage from the Prince's Palace was waiting outside the official gate of the Imperial Hospital at the next moment.
The coachman was a talkative person and would always say to anyone he saw, "Your Majesty is still awake, so we can only count on Doctor Yang. Doctor Yang must be on duty on time."
It didn't even take two-quarters of an hour. Within a quarter of an hour, the entire imperial city would basically know it, as long as it wasn't closed-minded and deaf.
The prince of Dingxi County is in coma and has been searching for doctors. Now he is counting on Dr. Yang, who only knows internal medicine.
Just as the coachman expected, Imperial Physician Yang got off duty on time. After leaving the official office, he boarded the carriage of Dingxi Prince's Mansion. The carriage sped through the imperial city and entered the side gate of Dingxi Prince's Mansion at the first moment of the first lunar month.
Fu'an had been waiting at the concierge for a long time. On the way, he had already explained everything about Shen Nanxun's condition during the day, from taking medicine to eating.
Doctor Yang felt uneasy. Although the poison in Shen Nanxun was rare, it was not fatal. Although it was called Wan Kucao, it was actually not as scary as it sounded.
The opposite of this poison is Wancaoqua. The pulse conditions of the two poisons, including the symptoms after poisoning, are very similar.
Since Wanquat is not common, it is easy to diagnose and treat Wanquat.
However, as soon as Wancaoquan meets Wancaoqua's antidote, its toxicity immediately becomes stronger, and within ten days, you will die from excessive vomiting of blood.
In fact, if Wan Kucao doesn't understand, he will wake up after twelve hours. However, after waking up, his energy will be less than usual, his body will become heavier and heavier, tired and lazy, and his sleeping time will become longer and longer. In one or two years,
Then he would disappear silently in his sleep.
It is also very easy to detoxify Wanquacao. It can be used internally and externally to detoxify. As for the antidote that can be detoxified with just one use, Imperial Physician Yang is not clear about it.
The doctor cut out all the skin and flesh around the wound, and the incision was clean and sharp. According to Shen Nanxun's strength, it would not take more than twelve hours for him to wake up.
Doctor Yang didn't show it on his face, but he was already a little shaken in his heart. Could it be that he had made a wrong diagnosis?
"Has the prince vomited blood?" Doctor Yang asked.
Fu'an shook his head, "Never."
Doctor Yang frowned, that's it, if everything dies, it won't even take twelve hours, he will definitely vomit blood within six hours.
Imperial Physician Yang did not exchange greetings with Lu Fenghe. After greeting him, he directly felt Shen Nanxun's pulse. It was indeed Wan Kucao.
"Go and prepare the medicine. The ointment needs to be mixed first and brought in while it's hot."
Doctor Yang quickly wrote down a prescription and gave it to the medicine boy, "You can prepare the medicine yourself. If the medicine is not available in the prince's palace, go to the palace to get it."
After that, continue,
"Use this recipe to boil a large pot of concoction for at least two quarters of an hour. Add the medicine with cold water. Boil it on high fire for a quarter of an hour and then on low heat for another hour. Wrap the medicinal residue with gauze. There must be more. Do not add a drop of cold water.
Let the prince take a medicinal bath."
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I can't even figure out how much more I need to add.