Chapter 965 He Looks Displeased

"What's going on, okay, why did you faint?" Ruoyin's eyes turned slightly.

When she was in Jingling, she had met the Thirteenth Lord.

He was in a wheelchair, pushed by Thirteen Fujin, and was also in the funeral procession.

At that time, although she saw his sick look, she didn't take it seriously.

After all, Leng who hasn't moved for several months, his legs are red and swollen, the pain is unbearable, and his complexion is not much better.

"I heard that after taking the prescription prescribed by Physician Feng, not only did the condition not improve, but it became more serious than before. When the slave went to inquire just now, he approached Thirteen Lord's carriage and smelled a smell of rotting flesh. , I heard from the servants in his mansion that the sores on the thirteenth master's legs have spread to the whole body, alas..."

Banmei sighed and shook her head.

My heart said that if my legs were useless, I would at most be a disabled person.

But if the body is also rotten, it is not as simple as a cripple.

But it's going to die!

"But in the past few days, I haven't heard that his condition has worsened."

If the sores spread to the whole body, it is not a matter of a day or two.

It is impossible to suddenly develop a malignant sore and suddenly faint like this.

"Perhaps he was chanting the Yong'an Grand Ceremony of the Holy Ancestor, so he kept quiet. As a son, he had to participate, so he kept supporting himself. In addition, he had to travel day and night, and the cars and horses were exhausted, so he passed out."

Hearing this, Ruoyin was a little confused.

Outsiders don't know, maybe they think it's Feng Yuyi's problem.

But she knew that those prescriptions were all prescribed by her.

Now that Thirteenth Master's condition is worsening, she naturally feels uncomfortable in her heart.

Although fourth master wouldn't blame her, but if something happened to thirteenth master, she would feel very sorry.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has spoken, saying that you should take the Empress Dowager and everyone in the harem back to the palace first." Outside the car, a small eunuch reminded.

"Got it." Ruoyin's voice was muffled.

Then, the carriage continued to walk in the direction of the Forbidden City.

But because there was a lot of movement outside, Ruoyin couldn't help but lift the curtain again to take a look.

I saw fourth master standing in the rain with a gloomy expression, telling the servants something.

Su Peisheng and a group of servants held the umbrella for him there.

Because the sound of rain and thunder was too loud, Ruoyin couldn't hear what fourth master said.

All I know is that he looks a little upset.

Moreover, he probably disliked that the slaves couldn't handle it well.

He carried the Thirteenth Master himself, and carried the Thirteenth Master from the narrow carriage to his own spacious carriage.

Ruoyin didn't know what happened afterwards.

Because the carriage had already driven far away, coupled with the rain and fog, everything disappeared from sight.

And this autumn rain lasted for several days.

It is said that there is an autumn rain and a cold.

It is late autumn in the capital right now, and people are shivering from the cold.

At this moment, Ruoyin was sitting by the window, holding Tang Pozi in his hand.

There were some brochures in front of her, but she couldn't read them all.

Probably it was the crackling of the rain on the eaves that kept her restless.

Or maybe, because there is something on my mind.

Originally, in her eyes, autumn was a season of sadness.

Not to mention the lightning and thunder these days.

There is always a layer of haze floating over the Forbidden City.

In addition, the news that the slaves have inquired in the past few days is that the Thirteenth Lord is dying.

So, now she looked at the rain curtain outside the window with a hint of sadness.

If the thirteenth master is left alone, she will feel very sorry.

But if her method doesn't work, I still feel sorry.

It seems that she is not destined to be a doctor in her life.

She can only comfort herself in her heart, everyone is not born smoothly.

Including every profession has its difficulties.

At the same time, she hoped that Thirteenth Master's condition would get worse, which was only caused by the expelling of heat poison from the body.

Because Chinese medicine is a process of slowly improving through conditioning.

It's not like western medicine, it's effective all at once.

In this case, it is only a response to the transitional period of recovery.

Commonly known as returning to illness, it is a manifestation of driving away evil spirits.

It is the righteousness of the human body fighting against the evil in the body.

"Your Majesty, the Internal Affairs Office has sent fresh tangerines and pomegranates, please try them." Banmei said.

Ruoyin glanced at the pomegranates that had been peeled into pieces.

And remove the skin, a piece of citrus.

If this was normal, she would have wiped out both plates of fruit.

But now, with something on his mind, he didn't have any appetite.

"Take it, I can't eat it now." She said lightly.

Seeing that she didn't seem to have much appetite, Banmei didn't say much, so she ordered someone to take it.

Ruoyin casually glanced at the booklet in front of her, and asked casually, "Is there any good news from Prince Yi?"

"Not at the moment. The servant only knows that the emperor ordered the Thirteenth Master to be placed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. On weekdays, the imperial physician and the imperial physician take good care of him. No matter how late the emperor is busy, he will go to see the Thirteenth Master."

Hearing that there was no news, Ruoyin lowered his head in a gloomy expression.

She knew that fourth master had just ascended the throne not long ago, and there were many things to deal with.

No matter how much he cares about Lord Thirteen, he can't abandon the country's affairs and only care about this younger brother.

The best expedient solution is to place the Thirteenth Master in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

In this way, he can attend to his official duties and summon officials.

He can still take care of the seriously ill Thirteenth Master.

After bowing his head and thinking for a while, Ruoyin asked worriedly: "But I found out about Prince Yi's condition, has it gotten worse?"

Banmei first looked around cautiously.

Then he looked outside the door again.

After finding no one there, she leaned closer to Ruoyin's ear and whispered, "The slave bought a little maid in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and she changed the medicine for Master Thirteen in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Listen to her, Thirteen Grandpa's legs, waist, back, arms, and face were all covered with malignant sores. Among them, his legs were the most serious. Not only were there pus, but blood and flesh were all stuck together. There was no good place. It will take more than half an hour just to change the medicine once."

Hearing this, Ruoyin held Tang Pozi in her hand even tighter.

She really didn't expect her condition to get worse.

As for her, she could only pray that everything was just a relapse.

It was night, after Ruoyin had dinner, he read in the back room.

When it was time to go to bed, she didn't rest.

She has something on her mind these past few days, even if she lay in bed early, she couldn't fall asleep.

In addition, every night, there will be lightning and thunder.

Even though there were servants on guard at night, she still couldn't sleep.

So, she read the book until midnight.

I was a little tired, so I changed and washed under the service of my servants, and went to bed to rest.

With a "creak", the servant closed the door and went out.

Even Banmei, who had to keep watch at night, went out to get some hot water in case she needed it at night.

Ruoyin pulled the quilt, and hid under the quilt, his eyes slowly closed.