All eyes fell on the little dumpling.
Qingxi asked in surprise, "Tuan'er, is what you said true? Do you really know the cause of the bloodthirsty demon child's illness?"
Zhen Shaoqing quickly followed up, "Little princess, tell me quickly, why did this bloodthirsty demon child contract this strange disease?"
Under the eager and expectant gazes of everyone, the little dumpling spoke up: "Big brother's illness is a disease called 'blood stasis plague,' which is caused by blood deficiency and infection by plague bacteria."
While recalling Qiuqiu's words, the little dumpling voiced her guess: "The little brother stays in the cave all day without seeing the sun, and with no food, he's malnourished. Over time, he'll naturally develop anemia."
“The infection must have come from those animals.” The little dumpling pointed to the animal carcasses on the ground. “The little brother had nothing to eat, so he had to eat these animals raw. Therefore, the bacteria on these animals and in their blood entered the little brother’s stomach.”
The imperial physician standing nearby nodded in agreement after hearing the little princess’s words. “The little princess is right! As you can see, most of these are the corpses of snakes, insects, rats and ants. These things carry a lot of germs. If you eat them without processing or cooking them, you will naturally contract all kinds of difficult diseases.”
Zhen Shaoqing understood what the two were saying and sighed inwardly, "So that's how it is." He looked at the bloodthirsty demon child with some sympathy: "So he's not a monster at all. He's just a pitiful child who was abandoned by his father and is now alone and sick."
Tears streamed down Yao Ling's face as she choked out, "He's my little cousin, his name is Wang Yueyu."
Yao Ling was heartbroken. She never expected that her aunt and cousin, whom she had been searching for for many years, would now be either corpses or seriously ill.
Seeing her grief-stricken expression, Mu Jinnian couldn't help but comfort her, saying, "Please accept my condolences! Life is unpredictable. Please take care of yourself, Miss Yao. Everything will be alright once your little cousin recovers."
Yao Ling wiped away her tears, regained her composure, nodded, and replied to Mu Jinnian, "Thank you, I will!"
After figuring out Wang Yueyu's symptoms, the group began to study a treatment prescription.
Under Zhen Shaoqing's arrangement, Qingxi and Xiaotuanzi are temporarily staying at Dali Temple, but they cannot leave the room until Xiaotuanzi is fully cured.
Fortunately, with Zhen Shaoqing and Yao Ling looking after them, the two have been living comfortably and leisurely these past few days.
The little dumpling was lying obediently on the bed, holding an apple in its hands. While munching on the apple, it asked Qingxi, "Mommy, when I have an attack, can you use an apple to shut my mouth?"
"The apples are sweet and delicious!"
Qingxi dampened her handkerchief, frowned, and walked over to wipe her sticky little hands: "You little thing, don't talk nonsense!"
In the past few days, the little one's condition has been stable, and there have been no signs of illness.
Ke Qingxi's heart was still in her throat, fearing that the little dumpling would change its appearance at any moment and suffer from the torment of the disease.
Qingxi looked at the wound on the little dumpling's hand. The place where Wang Yueyu had bitten her had begun to heal and was recovering very well.
Qingxi prayed silently, hoping that her little dumpling would be safe and sound.
A knock sounded at the door, and Yao Ling's voice came from outside: "Princess Yuening, I've come to bring you and the little princess lunch!"
Qingxi called out, "Little Tuanzi is doing well now, come in."
After receiving Qingxi's reply, Yao Ling took out her key, unlocked the door, and went inside.
As soon as the little dumpling saw Yao Ling carrying a food box, she ran over happily: "Sister Yao, Sister Yao, what delicious food is there today!"
Yao Ling smiled and patted her head, taking the food out of the food box: "Today's food was specially ordered by Her Majesty the Empress, especially this Seven Treasures Stewed Old Duck Soup. Her Majesty the Empress said she wanted to give Little Dumpling more nourishment!"
Yao Ling arranged the dishes and first served a bowl of Seven Treasures Old Duck Soup to Xiao Tuanzi.
The little dumpling blew on the hot soup a few times, took a small sip, and its eyes immediately lit up. "Delicious! So delicious!"
Yao Ling looked at the little dumpling and couldn't help but smile. Seeing her rosy complexion, she knew that she had been resting very well these past few days.
Not only did he not lose weight, the little guy's face actually got rounder.
Qingxi took the soup from Yao Ling and asked, "Miss Yao, how is the progress with the imperial physicians? Is the prescription they developed effective?"
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