Chapter 901 The Princess is Kind-hearted
Fu Zhaoning had no idea what Princess Fuyun was here for.
Like Eleven, she was also very curious about why His Majesty Dahe was willing to let Princess Fuyun out.
But at this time, Princess Fuyun completely ignored her question about the address and said to her very gently, "Please ask Doctor Fu to see me. Please make sure to cure my illness."
Princess Fuyun was no fool either. From the moment she saw Fu Zhaoning's strange outfit and the moment Fu Zhaoning didn't let her take off the thing called a mask, she had already guessed that her illness might not be that simple.
But Princess Fuyun was not panicked at all.
Although her good luck is a bit man-made most of the time, she is indeed very lucky in many small things in her daily life, especially her own things.
For example, she rarely got sick since she was a child, and even if she did get sick, it was only a minor problem. Sometimes, her illness could even help her avoid other bad things.
Just like before, she suddenly fainted for some unknown reason, so she delayed her return to Beijing for two days. As a result, during those two days, someone was robbed by bandits on the way. If it wasn't for her illness and delay, she would have happened to run into that group of bandits.
So when she suddenly became seriously ill this time, Princess Fuyun actually thought that this illness might help her to have things go more smoothly or avoid things that are more troublesome than being sick.
Princess Fuyun felt that her illness would definitely get better.
"Did you meet anyone on the way to Zhecheng? Anyone with the same disease?" Fu Zhaoning asked.
"No."
Princess Fuyun answered without thinking.
But Fu Zhaoning noticed that Chenxiang seemed to have suddenly thought of something and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Tell us everything."
Chen Xiang thought for a moment and said, "Princess, we helped bury a child on the roadside. Does this count?"
puff.
Although she hadn't explained clearly what the situation was, just by hearing this one sentence, Fu Zhaoning already felt that it must be something unusual.
"What about burying a child?" she asked immediately.
"When we were resting on the side of the road, we saw a small mound with a child buried there. We knew it was a child because a hand was exposed. The hand was small, so it must be the child's."
It may be related to Princess Fuyun’s illness. No matter how much Chenxiang dislikes Fu Zhaoning, he will make it clear.
"We were also scared at that time, but our eldest princess has always been kind-hearted. She said she would help bury the child, which is also a good deed, so we helped to bury the small grave." Chenxiang said.
Fu Zhaoning looked at Princess Fuyun in surprise.
"Did the Princess do it herself?"
"Yes," Princess Fuyun nodded, "Because at that time some of the guards and the coachman went out to explore the way, and some went out to find food. It would be more sincere to do this kind of thing in person."
Well, Fu Zhaoning has nothing to comment on this matter, but——
She now didn't know whether Princess Fuyun was lucky or not, because she remembered that Aunt Niu across the street had a little granddaughter who died of illness not far from Zhecheng. She said that she was the only one left at that time and was also sick. She didn't have the strength to dig a grave to bury the child properly, so she just buried her casually on the side of the road.
Fu Zhaoning asked about this because she also wanted to see whether she needed to send someone to deal with the family member who died of illness.
Now it seems that the child that Princess Fuyun helped bury might be Aunt Niu’s granddaughter.
"Did you touch her?"
"The child looked so young, and I felt so sad. There were scratches on her hands, so I helped her clean them before burying her." Princess Fuyun said.
Fu Zhaoning was silent.
Is this contagious?
For a moment she didn't know what to say.
She did not ask the question again, but walked over to feel Princess Fuyun's pulse and measure her temperature.
The temperature was close to 40 degrees. I didn't expect that even with such a high fever, Princess Fuyun could still hold on and talk to her so much.
"Besides the high fever, where else do you feel uncomfortable? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Cough, headache, and my eyes are burning a little bit--"
Princess Fuyun hadn't finished her words when suddenly her vision went dark and she fell forward.
Fu Zhaoning reacted quickly and caught her immediately.
Chen Xiang was shocked, "Princess!"
Princess Fuyun was also implicated.
Fu Zhaoning did some research and found that the source of the disease was Aunt Niu's family.
After observation, it was found that agarwood also started to have a low fever.
However, a few guards were not affected. It might be because Princess Fuyun believed that physical contact between men and women should not occur, so she never got too close to them.
But we still need to observe.
Fu Zhaoning asked the guards to find another room to stay in first, and Princess Fuyun and Chenxiang stayed in the same room.
Princess Fuyun seemed to have just slowed down enough to answer Fu Zhaoning's question, and after that she had been running high and feeling dizzy, and she hadn't really woken up yet.
Fu Zhaoning wanted to give her an infusion, but Chenxiang was unwilling to leave and insisted on staying with Princess Fuyun.
This made it inconvenient for her to get an injection.
Because Princess Fuyun's clothes were complicated and her arms were exposed, no matter how fast she moved, she could not avoid Chenxiang.
"You have been infected yourself, so you still need to rest. Go to sleep first, I will look after her." She advised Chenxiang.
"I'm not tired, I just have a low fever, and I'm not dizzy. Now our eldest princess is seriously ill, how can I go to sleep by myself?"
"Just sleep on the small bed next to it."
"That won't work either. What if the princess says she wants to drink some water or feels uncomfortable somewhere, and no one hears her?"
"I'll watch." Fu Zhaoning said patiently.
As a result, Chenxiang's tone and expression were slightly sarcastic. It was really sarcastic, and Fu Zhaoning could see it.
"You are a miracle doctor and a princess. How could you do what we servants do? I dare not trouble you."
Oh.
Fu Zhaoning was already extremely tired these days, and her temper was suppressed by her profession. After hearing her say this, she simply didn't want to persist.
Originally, intravenous drips and injections would help Princess Fuyun recover faster and not feel so uncomfortable, but since Chenxiang insisted, she would just let her drink the bitter medicine soup.
Anyway, she had wanted to study what prescriptions to use for making medicine with existing Chinese medicinal materials if she didn't need intravenous drips or injections.
It’s a good opportunity to let them have a taste.
She just needs to do her duties as a doctor.
"Then you just stay here." Fu Zhaoning turned and left.
Chen Xiang called her again, "Doctor Fu, can you bring the medicine you make every day? I can make the medicine myself, just give us the stove and pots and bowls."
Does this mean that you don’t trust the medicine they make?
Fu Zhaoning found it a little funny.
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