Annuo sent Lu Silan out to some surrounding cities to collect medical books.
Annuo's feeling of powerlessness when Aunt Anna was dying deeply stimulated Annuo.
He didn't want this helpless situation to happen to him again, so he decided to learn some medical knowledge himself.
Lu Silan went out with the order, and Annuo sighed.
When I walked into the house, I found Leonardo da Vinci holding Adroson and teasing him.
Adrosson is now one month old, and Annuo has lost ten pounds in this month.
There were too many things that needed to be handled by him personally, and although Adroson was born to dilute the sadness, the facts that happened made him sad and exhausted both physically and mentally.
He walked over with a smile, looked at Adroson who was held in Da Vinci's arms, and touched Adroson's little head.
Adroson's skin has stretched out and no longer looks like the wrinkled little old man it was when he was just born.
"Rozon, call Godfather!" Leonardo da Vinci looked into Adroson's clear eyes with a smile.
"Yeah." Of course Adroson didn't call him Godfather, it was just unconscious babbling.
"Adroson." Annuo took his son with a gentle expression, "Father is here."
Annuo looked very haggard, and Leonardo da Vinci sighed involuntarily.
"Have a rest, Lawrence, you're a little too tired. You will definitely have problems if you continue like this." Da Vinci was a little worried about Annuo's condition.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Annuo kissed Adrosson.
The atmosphere between father and son is very harmonious.
A little hair of normal hair color has grown under Adroson's lanugo, which seems to have been inherited from Harley's hair color.
"You are the most precious piece of jewelry in my life, the most perfect work, my child." Annuo looked at Adrosson and murmured to himself sincerely.
Harley also walked out of the room and came to the side of her husband and children.
Da Vinci couldn't help but laugh: "This child's parents are so beautiful, and he will definitely look good in the future."
Annuo handed the Adroson to Harley and looked at Leonardo da Vinci with a smile: "Leonardo, I have something to ask you."
"Say it, Lawrence." Da Vinci nodded with emotion.
Time is a terrible force, this is something everyone understands.
An Nuo had talked to him about never getting married until the end of his life, but now the child is one month old.
Harley hugged Adrosson and sat on the chair. Annuo arranged his hair and stood beside him. The whole family of three looked at Leonardo da Vinci.
"I wish you could paint a picture for us."
Da Vinci nodded, now he was at a level where he could paint independently: "No problem."
Harley and Anno looked at each other and smiled.
............
Around Naples.
The plague has restarted here, and the panic has been going on for a long time.
Black Death.
This word scares countless people.
The horrific divine punishment that killed the Pope's dark reign in the last century also killed half of Europe.
Whether they are commoners, nobles, or clergy.
Death is fair, and death caused by epidemics will not spare anyone within sight.
A few years ago, a ship sailing back to Naples brought this terrible disease to the city again.
The actual controller of Naples made a prompt decision and issued a lockdown order, prohibiting anyone from going out, and all daily necessities were distributed by the government.
However, although this curbed the spread of the Black Death, the population that had already contracted the Black Death was directly trapped in the house, wailing and waiting to die.
Everyone fell into panic and the whole city became silent.
Moreover, in this era of extremely poor execution, local governments are simply unable to carry out completely effective control.
A businessman left Naples in a hurry, wanting to escape this hell and go to other cities to do business.
But he didn't notice.
On his ankle, a small insect was sucking his blood.
At the same time, transport something into his body...
...
Lu Silan went out shopping for a month and finally spent all the money Annuo gave him.
Annuo's original instruction to him was to spend all his money and buy as many books as he could, and those private manuscripts of university professors were the best.
Lu Silan came back with an old face.
This trip, in order to get these books, really shaved his face off.
Annuo hugged his old housekeeper and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Lu Silan."
Lu Silan immediately put on a smile again: "It's okay, Master, as your servant, I should help you share your worries."
Annuo patted Lu Silan on the shoulder.
After Aunt Anna passed away, he began to pay more and more attention to the people around him, including Lu Silan, the old housekeeper who had served him for many years.
"If you or your family members are sick in the future, you can come to me after I finish my studies." An Nuo looked at Lu Silan sincerely.
Lu Silan:......
No, I have to run away.
What if he checks something out...
But he still bowed respectfully: "Thank you, sir."
"Well, let's go inside first and ask some of the valets to move the books to my bedroom and put them on my bookshelf."
"Understood."
...
Manlio sat alone in the studio, which was empty and quiet.
He has not yet gotten over the reality that Aunt Anna has left.
When Aunt Anna passed away, besides Anno and Verrocchio, the one who felt the deepest emotion was Manlio.
Perhaps because of his tragic past, Manlio cherishes his emotions very much, whether they are others' emotions towards him or his own emotions towards others.
Aunt Anna loves Manlio very much. To Aunt Anna, Annuo is like a grown-up, independent and confident adult son, while Manlio is just a young son who is still growing up.
Manlio sat in his seat, tears did not flow down, they just stayed in his eyes.
Crunch——
The door opened.
Manlio looked at the person coming.
"Manlio." Annuo said softly.
"Teacher." Manlio wiped away his tears and forced himself to show a smile that didn't look like a smile.
"There's no need to hide your sadness, kid." Although Manlio is already nineteen years old this year, he is only a little over one and a half meters tall. It seems that he cannot continue to grow taller, and his mentality is childish. Annuo shouted
He told me that there was absolutely nothing wrong with the child.
"But Aunt Anna..." Manlio couldn't imagine why God would allow such a gentle and kind old woman to return to the embrace of the Lord.
"I won't let this happen again, Manlio." Annuo said in a low voice through gritted teeth.
He is a conceited genius.
What he wants to do must be perfect.
Annuo comforted Manlio, returned to his bedroom, and opened an introductory medical book.