Sitting in the yard, she suddenly heard a loud cry. Soon, a stretcher passed by the door. The person on it was covered with a white cloth, and a man followed behind it who was driven back by the guards: "Take care of yourself. Your brother is dead, and you still have to live..."
It turned out to be a pair of brothers.
An Qingran couldn't help but hug the child in her arms tightly.
In order to allow ventilation in the room, An Qingran opened the window at night. She stayed by An Mingchen's bedside, often just sitting and taking a nap all night.
The food was delivered on time.
An Mingchen was not weaned, and someone sent him goat milk, which solved a big problem.
Maybe it was because the jacket was taken off his body, but An Mingchen's fever subsided a little the next day. There were blisters on the corners of his mouth, but he still didn't cry. He just snuggled quietly in An Qingran's arms like a kitten. An Qingran's heart was completely crushed by him. If anything happened to him, she would be afraid of losing half her life.
The Imperial Medical Bureau also continued to distribute medicines. While An Qingran was using their medicines, she was also studying them. Fortunately, the content of her cousin's medical books was very rich, integrating the medicines of various schools, so she had a lot of ideas.
Although she didn't want to use her brother as a test subject, she didn't expect that the medicines tried on him were effective. The first abscesses had begun to scab over. An Qingran was so happy that she almost jumped for joy. As An Mingchen's condition improved, his complexion slowly recovered and even had a blush. This plague was like this, it came quickly, and disappeared quickly when the right medicine was found.
She just waited quietly.
The people in the Imperial Hospital thought it was a miracle, so they came to ask An Qingran about the medicine she used. An Qingran did not keep anything to herself and told them everything. After reporting it to the emperor, the emperor required all doctors to know the prescription and method, and to take a bath while treating the patients. Although there was no miraculous effect at the moment, it seemed to be working vaguely. The emperor in the palace could not help but have complicated feelings towards An Qingran. This child was blessed, but often blessings and disasters go hand in hand. Those who do great things do not have a smooth fate.
An Qingran looked at An Mingchen. He could smile now. Because he was weak, he hardly cried. He just smiled at her like a kitten and was very clingy to her. If he couldn't see her for a while, he would shake his head left and right to look for her.
An Qingran had to prepare medicine for him and cook it herself, so she was not idle. Moreover, because she did not trust the people here, she would not let anyone enter their yard. Although she was young, she was like a she-wolf. Soon everyone in the sanatorium knew her. They also knew that she had saved the mother of the nation, and they also knew that the prescription she had in her hand could very likely save countless people. There were only people who admired her, and no one would come to harm her. Besides, this was not the general's mansion.
An Qingran felt that she had not done enough to avoid being paranoid. She still did not take off her clothes before going to bed at night, and she kept a kitchen knife at hand.
While she was sleeping, An Qingran suddenly felt something was wrong. She picked up the knife and jumped up, cutting across. A dark shadow jumped across and shouted urgently, "It's me."
An Qingran thought it sounded familiar, but still stood there with the knife in hand: "Who is it?"
"Oriental Brocade."
An Qingran's body finally relaxed. The lights came on, and Dongfang Jin smiled bitterly: "You were holding a knife when you slept?"
An Qingran put the knife down and sighed: "It's just me and my brother here, I have to protect him."
"How is he?" Dongfang Jin said as he approached, but was stopped by An Qingran. "He is much better. Your Highness, please step back a little and keep a certain distance from me."
Dongfang Jin smiled and said, "I'm not afraid..."
An Qingran raised the knife again, but pointed it at her own neck: "Please respect yourself, Your Highness, and don't force me to do anything extreme. Please step out of the window..."
An Qingran really looked like she was about to attack with the knife. Dongfang Jin was touched that she was afraid of infecting him, and even more afraid that she would hurt him, so he immediately jumped out of the window: "Let's talk here."
An Qingran smiled bitterly: "Why does the prince have to put himself in danger? Confucius said that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. The prince should not care about his own safety, but should also think about the country and the people. If something happens, won't the world be in chaos?"
She was thinking in her heart that if something happened to him, she didn't know who would benefit. If it was that bastard Dongfang Ye who benefited, she would not agree.
It was the first time that Dongfang Jin saw her being so righteous and stern. He couldn't help but admire her secretly in his heart. This girl was really very responsible.
"I'm worried about you." The prince finally spoke his true feelings.
An Qingran was a little moved when she heard this. How could she not be moved? He came, and they had been here for so many days, and except for those people from the Imperial Hospital, they had never seen anyone else. It was as if they had been abandoned by the world.
"But the prince should not come here. Please leave immediately, otherwise Qingran will be a sinner for all eternity." Although An Qingran knew that she had temporarily controlled An Mingchen's condition, who knew whether this plague was hidden or had an incubation period.
"I should have come to see you a few days ago, but the gatekeeper wouldn't let me in. When I got back, my father found out and criticized me. These days, he's been a little more relaxed, so I came to see you. Otherwise, I'd be worried about you in the palace. I also heard that you developed a formula and it worked, and my father was very happy. Let me tell you, you can continue to use this recipe to treat your brother. I don't think the people in the Imperial Hospital have your ability..."
"I'm just trying to please you." An Qingran understood that it was mainly because her cousin's medical books were very impressive.
"Well, I know you are humble..." Dongfang Jin smiled through the window.
An Qingran's face was icy cold: "Prince, please leave immediately..."
"Okay, I'm leaving. Don't worry." Dongfang Jin said as he disappeared in a flash.
An Qingran seemed to have lost all her strength, and sat dejectedly on the chair, as if thinking about something. After a long while, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth...
The next day, the prince came again. This time it was just getting dark. An Qingran still didn't let him in. The two of them sat in one room and the other outside.
Dongfang Jin looked at her face carefully: "Are you okay? How is Mingchen today?"
"He's fine, but still has a slight fever..." An Qingran sighed.
"I brought you some food and daily necessities. They are all things from the palace and are not contaminated." As he said this, he walked forward.
"Just leave it in the yard, I'll get it myself."
"Okay, don't worry, I'll listen to you." Dongfang Jin put all the things in the yard, then slowly backed away, "Listen to me, the plague outside is under control, don't worry here, I won't let anything happen to you..."
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