Chapter 273 Little Tangyuan is sick
When Zhou Xi heard what Princess Yan said, he calmly hugged Jiaozi in his arms and looked at His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan who was holding the little prince.
Rong Jinchen nodded lightly and gave him a knowing look. Zhou Xi was so happy that he was beaming with joy. He was indeed a smart man.
What does it mean that a father is honored by his son and a husband is honored by his wife?
After they left, Rong Jinchen checked the big characters written by Zhou Ge'er again, asked him to stand in horse stance for half an hour in the house, and then practice a set of boxing.
Zhou Ge'er went back to Tingyuxuan to take a shower and change clothes. When he came back, it was just time for dinner.
"Wow, thank you aunt and uncle, it's Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!" The food cooked by the chefs in their mansion is not as delicious as that cooked by the imperial chef. What's more, the chefs in Prince Yan's mansion are well-known for their skills in the whole capital. If they live a happy life, they will definitely use their special skills.
Su Zhenzhen served a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall to Zhou Ge'er who was sitting obediently, and also served another bowl to Rong Jinchen.
In her bowl was the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that the man had already prepared. She looked at them and said, "Let's start eating." She was the head of the family, and it felt great.
Rong Jinchen looked at her, and a doting arc unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth. He wrapped another roast duck roll for Su Zhenzhen, and Su Zhenzhen opened her mouth and took a bite very skillfully.
Zhou Ge'er is a qualified foodie and a third wheel. He just eats silently without saying a word.
Because he was still young, the maid standing behind him would use serving chopsticks to help him pick up his favorite dishes.
Almost all wealthy families nowadays follow this rule, except for Rong Jinchen and Su Zhenzhen who don't like it.
It’s the same in the Su Mansion. The children can reach their own food, so the maids don’t need to do it.
After dinner, Zhou Ge'er went to wash up and go to bed obediently. He was a very good boy. He would play his Nine Rings and Chui Wan in his room, then count his silver, and then wash up and go to bed.
In the past, Rong Jinchen always washed her hair and bathed her, but Su Zhenzhen suddenly had the urge to wash his hair.
Rong Jinchen was obviously moved, but was afraid of tiring her out, "Qingqing, I'll do it myself." Qingqing is weak, so don't tire her out.
Su Zhenzhen pursed her lips and said, "I'll do it." Her tone was firm and unquestionable. Rong Jinchen remained silent, obediently allowing her to remove the jade crown that held his hair. Then, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, enjoying her washing his hair.
The result was obvious: washing your hair would get your clothes wet. After Su Zhenzhen finally wrung his hair dry and did some essential oil treatments, she unknowingly got into the bathtub.
After a passionate moment, Rong Jinchen carried the delicate and weak Su Zhenzhen from the bathroom back to the bedroom. Just as she was about to turn off the lights and rest, she heard Lu Wu's anxious voice outside. "Princess, Your Highness! The little prince is crying non-stop. I think he has a fever. I've already sent for the imperial physician." She knew it wasn't the right time, but the little prince was more important.
After bathing and dressing neatly, the two people frowned at the same time. Su Zhenzhen pushed Rong Jinchen anxiously, "Husband, go and take a look." Her legs were weak and she couldn't walk.
Little Tangyuan has never been sick since he was born. He is healthy and strong. Why did he have a fever?
You have to know that in ancient times, fever was very deadly, even for adults, not to mention babies who were only a few months old.
Rong Jinchen simply pressed the mechanism bell on the bedside, and Lu Wu entered the room carrying little Tangyuan.
She placed the little prince in the princess's arms, on the bed, and then quickly stepped aside. Several wet nurses had already been standing anxiously not far away.
"Woo woo woo..." Su Zhenzhen hurriedly picked up Tangyuan and soothed him. "Don't cry, baby. Mommy and Daddy are here. Be good, be good. Don't cry, don't cry..." She pressed her lips to Tangyuan's forehead, feeling the heat. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She supported Tangyuan's neck and butt with one hand and gently patted him with the other.
Rong Jinchen's expression suddenly turned cold. Ever since he saw the crying little Tangyuan, his heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife, and the emotions in his eyes were unclear.
After being held and comforted by Su Zhenzhen, little Tangyuan's crying became a little quieter, but his aggrieved expression made people feel even more distressed.
"Why does Chaochao have a fever when he's fine?" He narrowed his eyes and looked at the wet nurses who were taking care of Chaochao with a sense of oppression.
Being stared at by His Royal Highness Prince Yan with murderous eyes, the wet nurses looked at each other in bewilderment. The one in the lead replied tremblingly: "Your Highness, we are taking care of the little prince as usual and have not found anything unusual." They didn't know either.
Su Zhenzhen looked at Xiao Tangyuan, whose crying voice had become less loud, and felt so distressed that she could hardly breathe. Her eyes were red, "Husband, why hasn't the imperial physician come yet? Chaochao is feeling so bad." She felt so bad too, as if someone was cutting her heart with a knife.
Rong Jinchen sat next to her, his thin lips almost pressed into a straight line. Looking at her and Xiao Tangyuan crying, the air pressure around him was even lower than the ice and snow outside.
Everyone in the room didn't dare to breathe, and quietly watched His Highness hold the little prince in his arms and comfort him.
Su Zhenzhen immediately said: "Quickly get a towel soaked in cold water." She first cooled down the little Tangyuan physically.
After receiving the order, Lu Wu and others immediately went to prepare.
While wiping Tangyuan's forehead and underarms, Su Zhenzhen anxiously waited for the imperial physician. She was almost going crazy with anxiety. Although she knew that it was only a short time, not even a cup of tea, Chaochao was in such pain that if she hadn't had her remaining rationality, she would have wanted Rong Jinchen to carry him to find the imperial physician.
Fortunately, Gu Heng finally arrived with the imperial physician.
In fact, there were three imperial physicians in total, but he subconsciously picked up Doctor Tong, who was good at pediatrics, and the other two imperial physicians were brought over by other personal guards.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan..." "Show it to Chaochao quickly." Rong Jinchen interrupted their greetings directly. What time was it?
While waiting, Su Zhenzhen and Rong Jinchen also put on their outer clothes. When they came out of the bathroom, they were only wearing pajamas. After all, the imperial physician was a foreign man, so they still had to be careful.
The three imperial physicians stared at the little prince held in the arms of His Royal Highness Prince Yan, taking turns to diagnose his pulse and examine him very carefully, as the younger the child, the greater the risk.
He did not dare to show a serious expression, for fear that His Royal Highness Prince of Yan would vent his anger on him.
Finally, before the Prince of Yan and the Princess Royal's patience ran out, Doctor Tong, who specialized in pediatrics, said, "Your Highness, Princess Royal, the little prince is about to teethe, which is why he has a fever."
The next moment, without waiting for their questions, he continued, "I will prescribe some medicine for the wet nurse to drink. The young prince's fever will soon subside after drinking it." "I will give the prescription to Dean Wu and Imperial Physician Jiang for review later."
Rong Jinchen immediately said, "Hurry up and go." His tone was not very good. He looked at the little Tangyuan who was crying so hard that he could see the little bell in her throat, and his sword-like eyebrows were almost wrinkled into caterpillars.
Su Zhenzhen was handed a cotton handkerchief by Lu Wu. She first wiped the tears of the little Tangyuan whose face was red from crying, and coaxed her softly: "Chao Chao, be good. Mother knows you feel very uncomfortable. Don't cry, don't cry. You will be fine after drinking the medicine." She couldn't help crying and wiped her face with the handkerchief. She had never felt so uncomfortable even when she was sick.
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