When Huang Yixian heard about bleeding, his eyes widened immediately: "What kind of tribe are you? How come you are even more barbaric than those barbarians! Let's not talk about how often you feed him and how much you feed him at a time. Let's just say you're away for at least two months. How do you preserve the blood?"
As he was speaking, he suddenly stopped.
"Wait a minute... You're not still thinking of waiting until we get to Huainan and sending him blood regularly, are you crazy? There's a plague over there, and you lose so much blood every time, how can you fight the disease?"
It can be seen that the old man is really worried.
Bai Su curled her lips and said, "Just take it this time. I have thought about all the problems you mentioned. I asked the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, and Miss Feng Yu said that they have an ice cellar, and we can put the blood in the ice cellar, so preservation is not a problem. I am not a lunatic, so of course I will not go to Huainan to bleed myself. Besides, if I get infected with the plague and don't know it, won't my blood become poison? If the plague is not solved, and I bring it to the imperial city by myself... Isn't it the biggest joke in the world?"
I received a big eye roll: "This joke is not funny at all."
"Then let's get some blood."
Bai Su said this, rolling up her sleeves again and pointing three fingers at him.
"Three...? Three spoonfuls?"
Bai Su: “…three bowls.”
The old man immediately slammed the table and said, "I won't do it. You can say whatever you want, but I won't do it. Either you don't go, and I, the old man, go instead, or you can only put in half a bowl, which is the most, and there is no room for negotiation. Can a living person put out three bowls? That's the amount a dead person would put out."
Bai Su was amused by him, her beautiful eyes curved, and she said, "The dead man's blood has all solidified, and not even half a bowl can be released."
Huang Yixian: …
She was so angry that she kept walking around the room: "God damn it, you little girl, how can you still laugh! Three bowls of blood, and after that you still have to go to Huainan. It's a tiring journey, and there's always the risk of getting sick when you get there! You're crazy, really crazy!"
After turning around for who knows how many times, he let out a loud sigh... He stood in front of her and advised her earnestly: "Girl, let me tell you... We in Datong experienced the plague thirty years ago. At that time, Old Man Sun was in charge and it was over in almost two years. Now Old Man Sun and I will work together, plus the experience you mentioned, we will definitely be able to recover in a year at most. You don't have to risk your life. Besides, this thing doesn't have to be you, don't you think?"
In ancient times, it was a big deal for a person to lose blood. Moreover, losing 1500 milliliters at once was a big deal.
The maximum amount of blood loss a person can suffer is only about 2000 milliliters. The amount chosen by Bai Su is actually very dangerous.
Besides... As Senior Huang said, she couldn't rest well after losing blood, and had to go all the way to Huainan. If she was lucky and well protected, she wouldn't get any disease after she got there. But in the face of the plague, how could it be so easy to escape unscathed? This was the ancient times when disinfection facilities were scarce and protective materials were almost nonexistent.
By then, she will be weak, her own immunity will be insufficient, and she will have to fight the virus.
Bai Su knows all this, but...
"But he wanted it to be over quickly. I promised him that I would kill the plague within three months and come back within two months."
"Why did you come back? You ran to the plague center right after you released three bowls of blood. Do you have the chance to come back alive? Are you rushing to prevent the epidemic? You must be tired of living and are in a hurry to reincarnate. And your wrist, your two scars are a little small! Are you just looking for an excuse to die? You... You abandoned your wife and children, do you know that?"
Doctor Huang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
Yes, in previous years, the duration of a plague was measured in years. When the plague was rampant, every extra day meant an accumulation of lives. With Bai Su in charge, it would only take a few months to end. How many lives would be saved...
But other people’s lives are lives, so Bai Su’s life is not a life
What's more, she has a pregnant "wife" at home...
He found it unreasonable, but at the same time he admired it very much.
Why must she be so righteous? Can't she be a little selfish? As long as she doesn't go, who can force her
The old man was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He even wanted to send someone to call Duan Changchuan over and ask him to take care of his queen.
Just as he was feeling uncomfortable, a person in a bright red dress suddenly stepped forward and knelt in front of him.
The woman exudes a noble air. Even when she is kneeling on the ground, her back remains straight.
Her narrow eyes looked at him seriously.
"Please help me, senior. Only by suppressing the plague as quickly as possible can Your Majesty win the hearts of the people. Only by winning the hearts of the people can you win the world."
As she spoke, she folded her hands over her chest, bowed deeply, and said, "He wants to save more people, wants to overthrow the regent, wants to sit in that position legitimately, and doesn't want to be controlled by others in the future. Bai Su doesn't ask herself if she has any lofty ambitions. What he wants is what Bai Su wants."
…
These heartfelt words left the old man completely speechless.
The two of them remained like this, one standing, the other kneeling, in a stalemate for a long time...
It lasted so long that a deafening thunder was heard outside.
The rain was pouring down.
Suddenly, the whole room went dark...
The man kneeling on the ground turned his head and looked out the window, saying calmly, "Senior, let's get started. It's getting dark, and His Majesty is still waiting for me to pick him up at Fengxi Palace."
"Why… "
The old man sighed deeply and shook his head: "Fool... I don't know whether this is good or bad... Never mind, just follow me..."
Bai Su stood up calmly, bowed solemnly to him, and said, "Thank you, senior."
…
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The wind and rain were raging outside... The pomegranate flowers in the Imperial Hospital were shaking in the wind and rain.
The bright red flowers fell to the ground.
"Sister Jin'er, do you want to come over here? It's raining so hard and it's so cold! Master has made ginger soup for everyone to drink. You should have some too!"
Nangong Jin'er stood outside the door holding an umbrella. When she heard Xiaotuanzi shouting from the other side, she smiled and shook her head, "No, the queen will be worried if she doesn't see anyone when she comes out. I'm not cold. I'll go back to the palace with the queen later."
Little Dumpling waved his hand: "Okay then! If you feel cold, remember to come in!"
"Okay! Let's go in quickly. It's raining heavily outside."
"Um!"
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The heavy rain gradually died down. The wind was still blowing, but the raindrops falling on the umbrella were much thinner than before, and the sound was not as loud.
The water mist splashing on the ground slowly dissipated.
The sound of rain and the splashing water echoed in the quiet courtyard.
Nangong Jin'er stomped her stiff and cold feet, and the door behind her opened.
A person in bright red clothes stepped out.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the woman looked like someone who had been seriously ill for many days. Her face was as pale as paper, and only the rouge on her lips looked as red as blood.
"Help her up a bit."
After the woman went out, the old man followed her out and reminded her urgently.
Nangong Jin'er quickly stepped forward and supported the person: "My Lady, what happened to you..."
The woman slowly stood up and spoke slowly, "Nothing. Let's go to Fengxi Palace."
“Ah… yes.”
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The Fengxi Palace on the other side.
Duan Changchuan and the Queen Mother sat on either side of the table. Looking at the girl in goose yellow clothes across from them, he felt annoyed.
He thought that the Queen Mother called him over because she really cared about him and wanted to talk to him.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing that her son had recovered, she quickly called Duan Qinxue, the most favored daughter of the Duan family.
It seems that he is preparing to continue the plan he mentioned to him last time, "to hook up Duan Qinxue and make her fall in love with you", and he is in a hurry to sell his son.
"My son, come and try this snack. Xiaoxue brought it from your uncle's palace. I think it's delicious, so I specially asked you to come and try it with me."
The woman said this, pushing a plate of dessert in front of him.
The dessert was a beautiful light pink colour, shaped like a peach blossom, with a few petals hanging on the plate.
The fragrance of peach blossoms comes in waves.
But Duan Changchuan suddenly felt very disgusted for some reason...
Greasy and nauseating.
He took a few deep breaths and finally suppressed the discomfort. He whispered, "My appetite has not been very good these days. I don't want to eat sweets."
"Ah, this isn't sweet. You know how much I don't like sweet food. I just ate two pieces in a row. Why don't you try it? Maybe you'll like it after one bite."
The Queen Mother smiled and pushed the plate towards him again, her voice loving and gentle.
Anyone who sees her would probably say: What a good mother.
But Duan Changchuan felt extremely bored...
It's like this again, every time... If he says he doesn't want something, you have to persuade him again, or force it on him, until he accepts it all, and then you will say: See, isn't it great
Who cares whether he really likes it or really wants it.
The young man sighed deeply...
He picked up a piece and swallowed it in three or two bites.
The woman raised her lips and couldn't hide her happiness. "How can I know if it's delicious if I eat so fast? Did you taste it just now? Is it delicious?"
The conversation between "loving mother and filial son" made Duan Qinxue on the opposite side feel embarrassed.
He quickly tried to smooth things over: "Oh, if your majesty doesn't want to eat, don't force him. Besides, your majesty was bedridden two days ago, and his stomach may still be a little weak. My mother said that snacks are not easy to digest, so it's better to eat less."
It was just a normal reminder, but it sounded extremely ironic to Duan Changchuan.
A woman who was almost a stranger knew that he had been bedridden for three days and should not eat such sweet things...
Other people's mothers told them not to do this because it was bad for their health. But his mother told him that he had to learn to bear the burden in order to grow up. How could a person not feel wronged? Just bear it and it will pass.
And this person's voice is still nagging in my ears.
"Look at you, girl. You're protecting me right away? Well, you're right. If the prince doesn't want to eat, I won't force him... I just brought you here from the palace, so I think it's a token of my appreciation."
"Yeah, I know that the Queen loves me! It's not a big deal, it's just that I don't know how to choose the time. Next time, when your Majesty's brother's stomach is better, I will let our chef make it."
"Well, I'd like to thank you and your cook on behalf of my son. Bian Zhi, pass it on that I think the cook at Duan's house is pretty good and should be rewarded."
"yes."
…
The two of them were pretending to be nice to each other, and not even one of their ten sentences came from the heart.
The more Duan Changchuan listened, the more nauseous he felt. He couldn't suppress the nausea in his throat... It was as if the thing he had just eaten was stuck in his throat and he couldn't suppress it.
"My dear, please say something. We are the only two women chattering here. Do you think we women are not interested in what we are talking about?"
"Hahaha, a man should have lofty aspirations. Your Majesty is the emperor of Datong. It's normal that he doesn't like to talk about these things with us."
"I see, he is a taciturn person. He speaks in a set way in the court, but once he leaves the court, you can't pry him open. Xiaoxue, you should take him out to play more in the future. I heard that you two even fed horses together once? The emperor is good at riding and shooting, you can learn from each other whenever you are free."
"Your Majesty is so well-informed! Yes, I happened to meet His Majesty in the stable last time and we had a conversation."
"What is fate? This is fate... Don't you agree, my son?"
Whenever the two of them chatted for a few minutes, they would not forget to bring him along, and nine out of ten sentences the Queen Mother spoke were meant to bring them together.
Duan Changchuan felt that the sweetness in his throat was becoming more and more unbearable. After hearing the Queen Mother say "This is fate", he finally couldn't help it and hurried out.
Changle, who was standing outside, was startled by the door that suddenly opened, and hurriedly followed him and called out, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Slow down! It's raining outside! Don't catch a cold!"
While shouting, he hurried out holding an umbrella.
Duan Changchuan didn't care about all that. He just wanted to go back to Mingsheng Temple to vent.
But his stomach was already churning and uncomfortable, and the wind and rain outside made him feel even more like vomiting.
He hadn't taken a few steps when he stopped on the road, leaned against a tree and began to vomit.
"Oh, Your Majesty! What's wrong? Why do you feel like vomiting again? Is it because the food you eat is not good enough? But the food in the imperial kitchen is prepared according to the instructions of the old imperial physician Huang. What's going on?"
As he spoke, he patted him on the back.
Duan Changchuan spit out the dessert and finally felt his stomach felt a lot better.
When I stood up, my body felt limp.
He waved his hands feebly: "It's okay, I'm fine."
"Let me call Doctor Fang. It just so happens that the Empress has also gone to the Imperial Hospital, so she can come together."
"It's nothing, no need to bother the imperial physician... Bai Su said she would come to pick me up."
As they were talking, Yiman had already had a sedan chair carried over.
The girl in yellow hurried out of Fengxi Palace holding a teacup and said, "I said that your majesty brother had a serious illness and his stomach must be not in good condition now. He can't eat this kind of food... Eunuch Le, quickly bring some tea for your majesty brother to rinse his mouth."
Changle looked at Yiman who had come over with a spittoon and teapot for rinsing his mouth, and then looked at the daughter of the Duan family who had walked up to him... After hesitating for a moment, he took Duan Qinxue's teacup and said, "Thank you, Princess."
The girl curled her eyes and said, "Hurry up and help your majesty brother rinse his mouth. He just vomited and his mouth feels uncomfortable."
As he spoke, he looked seriously at the young man in luxurious clothes standing next to the sedan chair.
She didn’t realize…
They didn’t find out…
Just on the road ahead, a neat group of people were walking hurriedly.
At the front of the team was the queen, who was dressed in a bright red dress. Her shoes were stained with mud and her skirt was soaked by the rain, but she was still walking briskly.
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Actually… I still haven’t written the point I wanted to write, but it’s so late!!
Good night everyone!