Chapter 24 The Crown Prince is Exiled
"Have you seen any other doctors?" Lu Qingqing asked.
“My father saw it. He saw it at Dr. Ding’s in town. They all said it was a precursor to a stroke.”
How could that be a stroke? Strokes are more common among wealthy landlords who eat well and drink well. They eat salted vegetables and porridge every day, how could they get a stroke?
And now he's started.
Li Da knew it was definitely not a stroke.
He was terrified.
Who wouldn't be afraid to see their father go from a strong, robust man to a limp, bedridden figure waiting to die?
Lu Qingqing was asking questions, and Lu Yun was listening attentively beside her.
At this moment, someone chimed in, "I heard Li San say last time that he's become lazier than before, and he can't even get up in the morning. Could he be sick too?"
"What? My third brother is like this too?" Li asked in shock.
"I was like that at first too! I couldn't sleep well at night and couldn't get up in the morning."
But my third brother is only sixteen!
"This isn't a family-inherited illness, is it?" Lu Yun guessed.
This is what Li Da fears most!
Wouldn't that mean wiping out the whole family, including the father, son, and grandson?
“It’s not a hereditary disease,” Lu Qingqing said.
"If it's a family-inherited disease, why did your father develop it later, while you developed it so early?"
Please describe in detail all the symptoms that started after I began feeling weak.
Although Lu Qingqing is very young and looks very immature, he just dismissed a group of people in a ridiculous way.
But she's like a completely different person now.
His voice was steady, and his expression was serious.
In addition, she had saved Lin Zhuang, and Li Daping had the utmost respect for doctors and the like, so he dared not hide it.
According to him, his father started experiencing the same symptoms three months ago.
I'm just tired.
I didn't notice at first and always thought it was because he was getting old.
Until he was building a house for someone, he almost fell off the roof frame.
That's when I realized there was a problem.
My legs are stiff, my shoulders and back are stiff, I sleep poorly, I often wake up in the middle of the night, I feel anxious and have palpitations, and I am paranoid.
He said it felt like all his internal organs were rotten.
In short, I felt unwell all over.
Now it's even starting to stumble and fall.
After listening, Lu Qingqing felt a little more confident.
"Bring me all the food your family eats tonight, everything, nothing is missing, just a bite of each is enough."
I think the problem lies with your diet.
diet?
What could possibly go wrong with their food? Although their family doesn't eat very well, it's still better than many other families in the village.
I can eat meat three times a month now.
Li Da was puzzled, but out of instinctive respect for the doctor, he nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
After Li Da left, Lu Qingqing went inside first to see Feng Xiaowan and the child.
The child changes every day. In just over ten days, his face has become much bigger, and the injury to his collarbone should be almost healed. He hasn't been crying much these past few days.
The little one was wrapped in a brand-new red quilt, looking festive and adorable. It was delivered by Mrs. Feng when she had some free time, along with some rice.
Her small eyes darted around like black grapes, her nose and mouth resembled her father's, and her eyes resembled her mother's.
It must have just finished drinking milk; its mouth was gurgling, as if it was still sucking, and it would occasionally twitch.
Sleepiness came quickly; I was looking around just moments before, and in the blink of an eye, I was drowsy.
"Little sister, your older brother said he wants you to name the baby girl."
Feng Xiaowan sat on the edge of the bed, sewing a piece of cloth in her hand.
"Shall I take it?"
"Yes, neither your older brother nor I will take it."
The eldest brother wouldn't do it, but the eldest sister-in-law should follow her husband's lead!
Feng Xiaowan is a typical submissive wife who listens to her husband in everything.
Her older brother was an honest and kind man, unlike some men who were chauvinistic, so she was devoted to him and adored him.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have rushed out to beg for mercy from the original owner who caused the trouble.
That was all because they were afraid their husbands would be heartbroken if they lost their sister.
Naturally, Lu Qingqing would reciprocate by treating her sister-in-law well.
“Then I’ll think of one.” Lu Qingqing pondered for a moment.
In a sense, she and the little one were born on the same day.
Double happiness.
"Let's call her... Anxi, and her nickname will be Xibao."
"Lu Anxi, that sounds so beautiful."
Feng Xiaowan was very happy.
She was afraid of being disliked for giving birth to a girl, but Brother Feng liked her very much.
My little sister even got such a festive name.
It sounds different from what Da Ya and Er Niu say.
She didn't express her gratitude, but started to get anxious again: "Little sister, I feel much better. I've been eating meat every day, and I've gained some weight in just a few days. How about I cook today?"
She felt uneasy eating meat without doing any work.
Moreover, she heard everything from inside the house. Her younger sister is quite busy now, preparing medicine and treating patients.
Cooking for the whole family is too tiring.
"No way!" Lu Qingqing refused to back down.
"You must take good care of yourself during your postpartum period. You'll be cooking for the rest of your life. Get out of bed and walk around slowly every day. Also, do less sewing and mending, as it strains your eyes."
"But won't everyone outside laugh at me?"
"Why do you care what others say? They're just jealous. Take care of your own body, remember that. And another thing..."
Although Lu Qingqing thought it was impossible, her older brother was young and impetuous, so she still had to remind him.
"Absolutely, absolutely do not sleep together. If your brother forces you, slap him."
Feng Xiaowan: "..."
He hung his head, too ashamed to look at anyone.
"You wouldn't be..."
"No, no, my mother told me..."
"Oh, that's good. It'll be at least three months later."
In front of Lu Qingqing, Feng Xiaowan was more like a younger sister.
She was embarrassed and didn't dare to respond.
When her mother gave her instructions, she was very secretive, but her younger sister, a young girl, spoke so directly.
I didn't dare continue the conversation.
In the courtyard, Lu Yun was washing and pruning medicinal herbs.
Lu Qingqing went to the base of the wall.
Here, she has planted a small patch of uncommon herbs.
Now they've planted the ginseng seedlings they brought back.
"Can ginseng be grown?" Lu Yun asked with a grin, looking at Lu Qingqing's cautious expression.
"What others can't grow, I can."
Lu Yun smiled again.
Suddenly a thought popped into my head: Did my little sister really learn her medical skills from Mother?
Is Mom really that amazing?
As the sun set, Old Man Lu and Lu Feng finally returned.
The two of them didn't look too good.
"Father, elder brother, what's wrong? Didn't you go to deliver chairs to someone?"
"Yes, the chairs were delivered, and we also took on a few more orders for tables and chairs."
That's a good thing! Why are you still looking so downcast and not happy at all?
"I saw a notice in town."
"It is said that... His Highness the Crown Prince was exiled for treason and died of illness on the way to exile."
Lu Qingqing and Lu Yun were somewhat puzzled.
What business is it of theirs?
"What's wrong, Dad? Does he owe us money and hasn't paid it back?" Lu Yun asked cheekily.
"What nonsense are you spouting! I'll smash your mouth in!"
"His Highness the Crown Prince is an exceptionally good person. During the great snow disaster that year, he was only eleven years old, and he personally oversaw the distribution of porridge at the city gate..."
The imperial family and nobles were revered like gods by the common people.
His Highness the Crown Prince, on the other hand, was like someone who had stepped out of a painting, immaculate and so handsome that one dared not look directly at him.
But he helped up the dirty, poor child who had fallen.
He also...shed tears as he looked at the endless sea of disaster victims.
“Father, the important person only needs to give an order, and these things will be done by others. He may not be kind-hearted,” Lu Qingqing said.
"No, the Crown Prince is indeed kind-hearted, that's what your mother said. Your mother... right, you also met His Highness the Crown Prince when you were a child."
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