"Great! Brother, mother is saved."
Little Zhao Yong knelt down in front of the vase with a plop, clasped his hands together devoutly, and imitated his mother's prayers for his father in the past, muttering:
"Thank you, little fairy, for the medicine!"
"Little... immortal is truly a living Buddha, a savior Bodhisattva. I, Zhao... Zhao Yong, will definitely repay you well in the future!"
His face flushed with excitement, he spoke too fast and incoherently with a bit of a stutter.
When Ruan Ruanruan heard the voice from the other end, she felt a little embarrassed.
"No, that's not necessary. You need to take this medicine three times a day, two pills at a time. Don't take it randomly. You have to take it on time."
Zhao Chengqian carefully examined the bottle of medicine. The words on it were also very strange. He recognized some of the words, but there were also some strange symbols that he had never seen before. However, it was always right to listen to the little immortal.
He twisted it a few times and found that he couldn't open it with brute force. He could only open it easily by twisting it in the right direction.
He had never seen such a unique box in Dagan.
Zhao Chengqian pulled down his robe and knelt on the ground, unlike Zhao Yong.
His brows were still furrowed, but he was just as pious. "Thank you, little god!"
Ruan Ruanruan smiled and said, "You're welcome. Go give your mother some medicine."
hey-hey!
It’s so much fun.
Why does this little brother speak in such an ancient tone? She has only heard and seen words like "mother" in TV dramas.
Zhao Yong quickly untied the leather flask he had been keeping warm on his waist, and said, "Brother, give it to mother quickly."
As the former crown prince's legitimate son, Zhao Chengqian is still young. Even if he has learned to think twice before acting, he can't care so much now.
He poured out the pills from it, stuffed them into the Crown Princess's mouth, unscrewed the lid of the leather pot, and slowly poured water into it.
Ruanruan stopped listening to them and hugged the vase. Her eyelids were trembling with sleepiness and she couldn't help but fall asleep.
On the other side, the two Zhao brothers stayed by their mother's side and did not dare to leave.
At night, the carriage arrived in Youzhou, and Zhao Chengqian and his party found an inn to rest.
There was a small pot of charcoal fire in the inn's room. It was snowing heavily outside, and the heat was still a little chilly even inside the room.
Doctor Song knelt beside the bed, his fingertips resting on the princess' wrist.
“This…this…”
He seemed a little unsure and took his pulse again.
Doctor Song said excitedly, "My Lord, the princess's fever has subsided. Congratulations! Her condition is showing signs of improvement!"
"This is simply a miracle!"
"That's great!" Zhao Yong rubbed his wet eyes and happily held the princess's hand.
Zhao Chengqian suppressed his inner excitement, his face relaxed a little, and asked, "How long will it take for my mother to recover?"
Doctor Song paused for a moment and continued, "Well... the princess's condition can be controlled. It's already..."
"However, if this trend continues, the princess may recover."
In fact, it is not easy to see such a big improvement.
Without any effective treatment, it would be difficult to survive until Qingzhou without worsening the condition.
They had already had a hard time along the way, and Dr. Song was unwilling to speak out, leaving the two children to continue to be sad.
Zhao Yong was extremely happy. He looked up at Zhao Chengqian and said with a smile, "Brother, the little fairy is really amazing. With her around, mother will definitely be fine."
"Sir, little immortal? What little immortal?"
Upon hearing this, Doctor Song suddenly looked at Zhao Yong and spoke, unable to resist the doubts in his heart.
"Of course..." Zhao Yong was about to answer without thinking.
"Ahem..." Zhao Chengqian glanced at him, then looked at Doctor Song warily.
Doctor Song realized his impoliteness and immediately bowed his body and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I will never tell anyone about this. If anyone disobeys, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"
Zhao Chengqian glanced at him and said nothing.
Doctor Song saw that Zhao Chengqian's expression had eased a lot. "Your Highness, I have studied medicine for many years, but I have never seen such a fierce medical skill. Even if there were a genius doctor, it would be difficult to guarantee such a fast healing method."
"I wonder who that master is..."
Zhao Chengqian shot over with an unhappy look. Doctor Song knew he shouldn't ask any more questions, so he immediately shut up.
Since the Prince of Jin was deliberately concealing the truth, he dared not continue to inquire and had to give up.
Zhao Chengqian took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and poured out a white pill.
"This is the pill my mother took."
He was about to put the pill on Doctor Song's cupped hands reluctantly, but then he closed his palms as if to take it back.
Doctor Song stared at the white pill in Zhao Chengqian's hand, fearing that Zhao Chengqian would change his mind, so he immediately took out his handkerchief, carefully wrapped the pill and put it in his sleeve.
"Don't worry, my lord. I will keep my mouth shut."
The Emperor was so cruel to Prince Jin. When Prince Jin was still His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he worked diligently and loved the people, and made many contributions to Dagan. However, just because he pleaded for mercy on behalf of his grandfather, General Ji, he was stripped of his position as crown prince and demoted to Qingzhou, the poorest place in Dagan.
Originally, they were going to Qingzhou after the winter, but Dagan was hit by the heaviest snow in a century, and those beasts in Bianjing were trying to force His Highness and his family to leave.
If it weren't for this medicine, the princess and the young princes wouldn't know what to do!
Zhao Chengqian said coldly: "After the prescription is developed, remember to return the medicine."
"As you command."
Doctor Song did not dare to delay and quickly bowed and left.
"Brother, this time we are lucky to have the little fairy here, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do."
When Zhao Yong saw the door close, he pried open Zhao Chengqian's hands and said excitedly.
Zhao Chengqian patted his brother's head and said, "Well, we should thank the little god."
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