Chapter 237 Good Medicine Tastes Bitter (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
The updated system has a more lifelike feel, which makes it more interesting.
The system seemed to be under pressure and said in a panic, "No! You, don't even think about getting anything else from me."
In order to save those two little guys, it was almost tortured to death. If something happened to them again, the system seriously suspected that the host would threaten itself again. It would be better for them to see each other less often.
Zhao Yuanxi felt a little regretful. [I thought you would like me and want to talk to me more!]
The system stammered, "I don't hate you! You're already the most powerful host I've ever seen."
Zhao Yuanxi smiled and asked, "Do you have other hosts?"
It instantly shut itself off and refused to speak anymore.
The next second, Zhao Yuanxi was kicked out of the system space.
She opened her eyes and looked at Fusu sleeping on the bed. She wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly, "It will be fine soon!"
That night, all the imperial doctors in Ganquan Palace were woken up.
Zhao Yuanxi wrote down the prescriptions and asked, "How do you think of these, Imperial Doctors?"
Xia Wuqi was an expert in pharmacology and could recite various prescriptions by heart, but he had never seen a prescription that used medicine in this way. Most of the medicines in this prescription could be life-threatening if used in excess.
"This is such a potent medicine, I have never seen anything like it before."
Although Yu Jiao was not as knowledgeable in pharmacology as Xia Wuqie, he could see the danger of this medicine. "Your Majesty, most of these substances are highly toxic. I would like to ask who gave you this prescription."
At first glance, this is not a prescription for curing an illness, but a drug that can hasten one's death.
"I got this unexpectedly. You just need to see if you can use it."
Xia Wuqi stroked his mustache and analyzed calmly, "Although this medicine is dangerous, it does make some sense. Several drugs are mutually detrimental, but putting them together actually reduces their toxicity. Perhaps we can give it a try."
Xia Wuqi made the decision, and no one else had any other opinions. Those who prepared medicine prepared medicine, and those who boiled medicine boiled medicine. The first cup of medicine was first given to the palace maid who had fainted.
Zhao Yuanxi sat outside all night until the sky began to light up and Yu Jiao's excited voice came from the house.
He rushed out in such a hurry that he almost lost one of his shoes. "Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, his fever is gone! That medicine really works!"
Zhao Yuanxi wanted to stand up, but found that he had no strength at the moment, and his throat was dry. "Give them medicine!"
The morning sun shone on her, and only at this moment did she feel her body temperature gradually returning.
After drinking a bowl of medicine, the body temperatures of the two little guys dropped, but Ziying's condition was more serious. Although his body was no longer so hot, he had not yet woken up. Fusu was the one who regained consciousness the fastest among the three of them.
He opened his eyes that night and saw his grandmother's haggard face. Fusu's eyes were red and he said, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
He had promised his father that he would take care of Ziying and his grandmother, but in the end he still let his grandmother worry about him.
Zhao Yuanxi kissed Fusu's little face and said, "I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay!"
Tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes. After calming down, she stood up and brought Fusu medicine. "You haven't taken today's medicine yet. Drink it quickly, and you will get better faster."
Zhao Yuanxi fed him the medicine mouthful by mouthful. The medicine made Fusu's little face wrinkled like a bitter gourd. After the third mouthful, he couldn't help but retching.
Zhao Yuanxi was so frightened that she wanted to call the imperial physician. Fusu vomited twice and hurriedly explained, "Grandmother, I'm fine, it's just that this medicine is too hard to drink!"
Fusu now had all kinds of tastes in his mouth: sour, astringent, bitter, salty, and a strange fishy smell. He really couldn't help it.
"Is it very hard to drink?" Zhao Yuanxi had never tasted the medicine before, and after hearing what Fusu said, he couldn't help but take a sip out of curiosity.
Hiccup——
Zhao Yuanxi also lay there retching.
This is more disgusting than eating a rotten egg.
When she vomited, Fusu couldn't help but remember the taste of the medicine, and the sound of two people retching one after another could be heard in the room.
Zhao Yuanxi was half paralyzed on the edge of the bed, and Fusu was lying beside him. They looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
After finally calming down, Zhao Yuanxi pushed the medicine bowl towards Fusu, saying in an unnatural tone, "Although it tastes a bit hard, you still have to finish this medicine."
Fusu sighed deeply, his face full of worry. He looked at Zhao Yuanxi and then at the bowl of medicine, but he still pinched his nose and drank it all.
Hiccup——
Zhao Yuanxi fed him some water to dilute the taste in his mouth. Fusu seemed to come back to life, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He asked, "Grandmother, how is Ziying?"
"He's no longer feverish, but he hasn't regained consciousness yet. When you're better, I'll take you to see him, okay?"
Fusu nodded.
Zhao Yuanxi tucked the quilt in for him and kissed his forehead, his eyes full of tenderness. "Be good, have a good sleep!"
Fusu closed his eyes obediently.
Zhao Yuanxi sat here for a while, and felt Fusu's breathing gradually stabilized. He lowered the curtain and walked out quietly.
After she left, Fusu quietly opened his eyes, sniffed, and buried himself in the quilt.
Don't cry, he needs to get better soon.
Ziying was still very quiet. Zhao Yuanxi went to check on him and found that he was still comatose. He touched his little face and murmured, "Wake up soon! We are all waiting for you!"
Ziying's little hand moved, and Zhao Yuanxi looked surprised. "You can hear me, right?"
Two days later, Ziying finally woke up, and Fusu was able to get out of bed.
Zhao Yuanxi held him and went to see Ziying.
Fusu hadn't been held like a child for a long time. His face flushed red, and he buried his head in the crook of Zhao Yuanxi's neck. He whispered, "Grandmother, I can walk by myself!"
"It's okay, Big Mom wants to hug you too."
Fusu felt a lump in his throat, and he rubbed Zhao Yuanxi's cheek, hugging her tighter.
After Ziying woke up, feeding him medicine became less easy.
When Zhao Yuanxi arrived, he happened to meet the imperial physician feeding him medicine.
He yelled, "Hey! Take it away! I don't want to drink it! You're going to win!"
Seeing Zhao Yuanxi and Fusu coming over, Ziying cried out for help with tears in his eyes, "Mother!"
Zhao Yuanxi placed Fusu on the other side of the bed and gently patted Ziying's head. "If you don't take the medicine, do you still want to be like the other day?"
"But that medicine tastes terrible!"
The word "unpalatable" could not describe the taste of the medicine. Ziying felt nauseous whenever he thought about it. His mouth, tongue, stomach... every part of his body was resisting the taste of the medicine.
He felt that he might not have died of illness, but was poisoned by the medicine first.
Zhao Yuanxi was helpless, "You are not allowed to not take the medicine."
"You will get better quickly after taking the medicine." Fusu agreed.
Zhao Yuanxi nodded in agreement and asked Fusu, "Have you eaten today? If not, come and have a bowl with Ziying."
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