When Tang Yin and Zhu Hao were invited back to Zhu's fourth bedroom again, Yuan Zonggao was not present.
Only the Fan family was left inside to show the palace's absolute trust in the two of them.
Zhu Si's consciousness was a little blurry. He stared angrily at the person in front of the bed and said in a weak tone: "...Zhu Hao? Am I dreaming?"
Zhu Hao smiled and touched his forehead, leaned over and took out the medicine from the medicine box on the bedside table, and began to mix the Houttuynia cordata liquid, preparing to give Zhu Si atomization treatment. At the moment, the effect will not be too obvious if the medicine is taken orally.
Since it is known to be an upper respiratory tract infection, nebulization is the safest treatment.
"You are not dreaming, it is really Zhu Hao."
Mrs. Fan looked at Zhu Si with a look of affection.
Although Zhu Si is not her biological son, Fan has devoted a lot of effort to Zhu Si. He is both her little master and her half-son. When the child died after giving birth, she could only feed him as a wet nurse.
The existence of Zhu San and Zhu Si, two siblings, made her feel that her life had meaning, and later she had Lu Bing.
Mentally, Mrs. Fan has always treated Zhu San and Zhu Si as her own children, but she is closer to Zhu Si.
Fan looked at Tang Yin again and asked, "Mr. Lu, what will you do next?"
Tang Yin smiled and pointed at Zhu Hao. He didn't say anything, but he actually told Fan with his gestures and eyes that if you want to know, just ask him, don't ask me.
"I'm going to use fumigation to treat him now."
Zhu Hao lit the candle and heated it in a small copper stove.
Fan asked: "Aren't you taking medicine? What is the prescription?"
Zhu Hao had put one side of the bamboo tube in front of Zhu Si and said: "Zhu Si, you can sleep for a while. This time you won't feel as uncomfortable as before. When you wake up, your body will be almost healed."
Zhu Si's face was pale and haggard. He nodded towards Zhu Hao, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
Because the high fever has subsided, I won't feel pain all over my body when I sleep. Before, it seemed that even breathing was uncomfortable, and I won't have nightmares, convulsions, convulsions, and sweating all over as soon as I fall asleep. Now Zhu Si's breathing is steady and his expression is peaceful.
Mrs. Fan was very pleased after seeing this, feeling that she had not spoken for the two people in vain.
Fan then moved away from the bed and allowed Zhu Hao to give Zhu Si the atomization treatment.
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Within half an hour of treatment, Zhang Zuo came in to check several times, and news continued to spread back to the back house. Princess Jiang was worried and appeared in the yard where her son was recovering from illness with his maid.
Fan quickly went out to explain the situation. When Princess Jiang confirmed that her son's high fever had indeed subsided, the abyss-like mood of the past few days was finally relieved.
Tang Yin stood at the door and watched everything happening outside. Zhang Zuo reminded: "Mr. Lu, are you okay yet? There is a prince over there waiting for treatment. Do you think..."
Tang Yin was wondering why this Princess Xing was so different from Lou Suzhen of Prince Ning's Palace, both in appearance and temperament. They were both princesses. She came back to her senses after hearing Zhang Zuo's question.
"There...is another prince? Doesn't Prince Xing only have one heir apparent?" Tang Yin didn't like the palace's secretive way of doing things.
You just deceived that little brat Zhu Hao, but you still pretend to be a ghost in front of a discerning person like me? Isn't that too insincere?
Zhang Zuo smiled bitterly and said: "That's true. I'll tell you the truth. Normally, the palace is afraid of something unexpected happening to the prince, so it lets the princess replace the prince..."
Tang Yin somewhat appreciated Zhang Zuo's frankness and said with relief: "Let's wait for Zhu Hao. After all, the crown prince's illness is more important... I mean his illness is relatively serious, right?"
"Uh...yes."
Zhang Zuo thought about it and it was indeed the case.
Don't rush the doctor over and over again just because you want to treat Zhu San. Saving Zhu Si is always more important than saving Zhu San.
If there were any sequelae caused by the hasty rescue here, he would not be able to explain it to King Xing.
After waiting for a while, Zhu Hao came out from the inner room.
"Ok?"
Zhang Zuo looked at Zhu Hao eagerly, then looked back at Tang Yin, "Are we still going to prescribe medicated meals? If it's acupuncture, should we... also point out the acupoints? So that the doctor can take over later?"
Tang Yin continued to watch.
Zhu Hao looked cautious: "I'm afraid ordinary medicinal diet will not work. It must be the medicine made by me. When Zhu Si wakes up, just give it to him...the medicine is all in this jar."
With that said, he handed the medicine jar to Zhang Zuo.
Zhang Zuo took it over and looked at it. There was something like water inside. He really couldn't figure out how this thing could cure diseases, but Zhu Si's condition improved obviously... The origin of this thing is unknown, and he doesn't even know what the formula is.
Medicine, I would never have dared to give it to the prince in the past.
But thinking about it again, if Zhu Hao wanted to poison, there were so many opportunities before, and even just now Fan left and Zhu Hao was left alone in the room. He could do it as much as he wanted. Why wait until now to put poison in a jar to harm people?
This is a bit like judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart.
"well."
Zhang Zuo thought for a while before replying.
Zhu Haodao: "Then can we leave the palace? Mr. Lu and I have to go back to continue treating my sister..."
Zhang Zuo said quickly: "No, no, no... the third prince still needs two more people to go for diagnosis and treatment."
Tang Yin said: "Zhu Hao, if you bring enough medicine, go over and treat the princess."
Zhu Hao nodded: "There is not much medicine left. It depends on the actual situation to determine whether it is enough."
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Zhang Zuo hurriedly took Tang Yin and Zhu Hao to another courtyard.
Zhu San's condition here is obviously much better than Zhu Si's. Perhaps Zhu San is usually lively and active and has a better physique, or maybe she is one year older and has a stronger immunity. When Zhu Hao entered the room, Zhu San even tilted his head.
Leaning on the bedside, listening to the maid telling stories.
"Who are you? Zhang Fengzheng..."
Zhu San was surprised to see two people wearing masks entering the house.
Before Zhu Hao came over, he found out that several of the maids serving Zhu San were sick. Although it was not serious, it also showed that Zhu San's viral cold was still very contagious. Generally speaking, when the cold is about to recover,
, the infectivity will increase significantly.
Gu Yu
Zhu Hao said loudly: "It's me."
Zhu San's eyes widened and he asked: "Zhu Hao!?"
Fan came in behind and said to Zhu San: "Little princess, Mr. Lu and Zhu Hao have received permission from the prince to come to treat you and the prince. They have given medicine to the prince before, and the prince's condition has improved greatly. Now it is time to give you medicine."
Sorry... I'm afraid it might be inconvenient, so the princess specifically asked me to help."
Zhu San couldn't help but feel anxious when he heard Fan's name.
In front of Zhu Hao, the palace has always deliberately concealed the identities of their siblings, but Fan directly called her the princess and revealed that she was not the crown prince. Didn't this let Zhu Hao know that she was a girl? Although she is only nine now
Years old, but I also know what it means to be shy...
Zhang Zuodao: "Guys, please treat the princess' illness. Let's wait outside first. If you need anything, just let me know."
When Zhang Zuo went out, he closed the door.
Then Zhu Hao began to take out diagnosis and treatment tools and medicine from the medicine box.
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"Mother Fan, what are you doing?" Zhu San asked with a blush when he saw Mrs. Fan walking towards the couch and trying to lift the quilt.
Fan said: "Little princess, although you don't have a high fever like the prince, you still have a fever. Don't you feel uncomfortable? Let Zhu Hao give you...an injection."
Zhu San flattened his mouth in frustration and said, "Does it hurt? Where to stab it?"
Mrs. Fan looked embarrassed.
She was embarrassed to say that she wanted to pierce her butt, but in order to treat the disease, and since Zhu Hao was just a child, there shouldn't be a big problem, right?
She seemed to understand why Tang Yin had not taken action. Adults knew that the crown prince and the princess were precious, so letting Zhu Hao, a half-year-old child, take care of it would reduce a lot of worries.
Zhu Hao came over with the prepared syringe: "Her fever is not very severe, the illness should not be serious, just prick her arm."
Zhu San stared at the homemade needle in Zhu Hao's hand and said in panic: "You...you don't want to use that thing to pierce my arm, do you? No...no way."
The little maid next to her said nervously: "Princess, this... this is for your treatment, so just bear with it."
Zhu San was about to cry, but Zhu Hao was resolute: "Do you want the disease to progress to the level of your brother, where he fainted? Compared to the pain, acupuncture is nothing? When the disease is cured, you can be active and active.
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If anyone else had said this, Zhu San would not have listened at all.
But Zhu Hao's words were both reasonable and an order. The strong confidence in his tone made Zhu San stop making noise immediately, and then quietly watched Fan roll up his sleeves...
Women in this era can't easily show their arms to others, but they have no choice but to make expedient measures.
Zhu Hao carefully injected the medicine into Zhu San's arm. Zhu San screamed in pain several times, and in the end tears flowed out. However, there was no struggle, and the needle was prevented from accidentally breaking in the body.
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After finishing everything, Zhu Hao left a small jar of medicine.
Originally this medicine was prepared for Zhu Ting, so she had to go back and refine it again.
When Zhu Hao left the yard, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Tang Yin, who was next to him, handed him a handkerchief. When Zhu Hao wiped the sweat, he smelled a slight fragrance on the handkerchief, which should be something used by women.
Could it be a relic left by Tang Yin's deceased wife during his second marriage?
Or was it given to him by Lou Suzhen?
Or was it a gift from some lover?
Zhu Hao thought and put the used handkerchief into his arms.
"what are you doing?"
Tang Yin really responded.
Zhu Hao smiled and handed the handkerchief back. Looking at Tang Yin's cherished look, he guessed a little bit and asked, "Mr. Lu, who gave this to you?"
Tang Yin said angrily: "You are a child, why do you ask these questions?"
Zhu Hao asked: "Could it be a gift from Princess Ning?"
Tang Yin did not deny it, which was tantamount to acquiescence. There was a bit of sadness in his eyes. Zhu Hao understood the reason after seeing it.
Tang Yin had so many disciples, and there should be a few female disciples, but a woman like Lou Suzhen, who was gentle, virtuous, intellectual, and even a heroine, how could people not be tempted?
But that was Princess Ning...
When Zhu Hao was in Nanchang, he had thought that if it were someone else, he might be able to help Tang Yin lead the red line, but the problem is that she is Princess Ning. Even if Prince Ning fails, Lou Suzhen does not need to worry about it, after all, she jumped into the river.
etc!
Jump into the river...
"Bohu!"
Just when Zhu Hao was thinking about things that had nothing to do with the treatment at hand, Yuan Zonggao appeared in front of the two of them again.
Yuan Zonggao was full of energy at this time and said with a smile: "It is rare for you to get to Prince Xing's Mansion. It is really an honor for everyone in the Prince's Mansion. I will go with you to see Prince Xing to introduce you."
Tang Yin quickly waved his hand: "Wan Sheng came to the palace today just to treat the prince's illness and not to do anything for him. I still have to go back to discuss the matter of refining medicine with Zhu Hao. I can't stay longer. I hope Yuan Changshi will be accommodating."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zonggao probably understood what Tang Yin meant.
Your palace wants to recruit me, but you don't visit me at home, you give me generous gifts, you even pay three visits to the thatched cottage... you actually recruit me while I'm here for treatment?
Is it too disrespectful to give me the face of a "celebrity"?
Even if you really want to recruit, please wait until the treatment is over and follow the recruitment etiquette!