Su Tang and Xie Boting had a good relationship with Dr. Jia, and they could easily get the ointment from Dr. Jia, but they did not take the initiative to give it to Xie Wei and share her worries, which was enough for the old lady to feel bad about Su Tang.
Su Tang paid her respects, and the old lady's cold eyes fell on her, "Why haven't you mentioned that the eldest young master needs medicinal baths every day?"
This is because she suspected that she lied to reduce the penalty kneeling time for Xie Boting.
Su Tang blinked and said innocently, "Don't you know, Madam?"
Isn't this nonsense? The old lady needs to know, why can she ask more?
Su Tang said, "I thought you, the father and the old lady, had said that."
The third wife sat under the old lady and said, "The prince is busy with military affairs, and the old lady doesn't see him much. How could she say anything about this? However, the house has never heard that the eldest young master wants to take medicinal baths every day."
Su Tang chuckled lightly, "I have always been the one who makes the medicine for Mr. Jingmo Xuan. Even Mother Xu doesn't know about the others in Jingmo Xuan, but you can guess that Mr. Xian's condition has been getting better. He will not take medicine if he doesn't take it.
Bath, this is impossible."
The third wife was dumbfounded. Indeed, Xie Boting's illness did not get better all at once. He was recovering slowly, which meant that he had been receiving treatment. However, Jingmoxuan did not report that Xie Boting took medicine every day, so they did not think too much about it.
It's the eldest young mistress who is helping the eldest young master boil the medicine.
At this time, a maid walked in from outside the door and said, "Old madam, Princess Zhao is here."
But it was here. The third wife was about to get up immediately, but was stopped by the old lady's look. It was the Princess of Nankang who asked Princess Zhao for help, not her. She rushed to pick up the ointment. She didn't miss this moment.
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Phoenix Court.
Princess Nankang has been staying in front of her daughter Xie Rou's bed for one day and two nights. She only took a nap yesterday when Xie Rou's fever subsided. Mother Wu still felt sorry for her.
Princess Kang, she only slept for half an hour longer.
It had only been two days, but Princess Nankang had already lost a lot of weight. The haggard-looking Princess Zhao felt distressed and said, "I know you feel sorry for Rou'er, but you have to take care of yourself, you are going to fall ill."
But what to do?”
I don’t know how many times Mother Wu tried to persuade her with these words, but she couldn’t control her worry. She looked at Princess Zhao and said, “I asked my sister-in-law to get the ointment for me, has she got it?”
Princess Zhao reached out and handed Princess Nankang an exquisite porcelain box, "How dare I not care about anything you ask me to do?"
"Yesterday afternoon I went to the palace to find the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother only had half a box of Shuhen Cream in her hand. This box was given by Concubine Xia. It was late when I left the palace, so I didn't come. Now
I just brought it to you."
Princess Zhao knew that it was Xie Wei who wanted to use Shuhen Cream. If Xie Rou wanted it, she would bring it to her even after the curfew on the street. Others were not worthy of her hard work.
Princess Nankang took the Shuhen ointment, opened it, took a look, and then handed it to the maid, "Send it to the old lady."
After the maid retreated, Princess Zhao stepped forward to see Xie Rou. Xie Rou blushed strangely. Princess Nankang couldn't stop crying. Princess Zhao knew that Xie Rou's condition was relapsing. She said, "The imperial doctor doesn't work. Please ask Jia Rou quickly."
Doctor, you can't delay the high fever."
What should I do if I burn into a fool? This chapter has been completed!