Han Du came to Lao Zhu wisely and bowed: "Your Majesty, what happened? Why did His Highness fall into the water and become like this?"
Lao Zhu gritted his teeth when he heard this and said nothing.
But Han Du couldn't help but feel worried. He vaguely remembered that he had seen it somewhere in his previous life. It seemed that Zhu Biao died of illness after falling into the water?
Han Du took a deep breath. If the cause of Zhu Biao's death was really caused by falling into the water, then he couldn't take it lightly.
Han Du subconsciously stepped forward and walked towards Zhu Biao.
Han Jingyun sat by the bed and waited on Zhu Biao. His eyes were red when he saw his eldest brother coming, and he couldn't help but asked softly: "Brother..."
Han Du looked at his sobbing sister, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Don't worry, since the imperial doctor said it's fine after seeing her, it will definitely be fine."
"Yeah~" Han Jingyun nodded slightly.
Han Du stepped forward to look at Zhu Biao and frowned when he saw that his face was a little red. He stretched out his hand and tried it on Zhu Biao's forehead. Although it was not very hot, Han Du was sure that Zhu Biao did have a fever.
The wind chill coupled with the beginning of a fever made it a bit troublesome.
Everyone present knew that Han Du was also knowledgeable in medical skills, and when they saw him reaching out to test, no one said anything to stop him.
Empress Ma, however, was focused on Zhu Biao. She frowned when she saw Han Du stretching out his hand to test, and her heart suddenly tightened. I couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, Han Du? Is there anything wrong with Biao'er's situation?"
Han Du took a deep breath, nodded and said, "The prince was unconscious due to the cold, and now he has signs of fever. The situation is not good."
"But the imperial doctor just came to deliver medicine to Biao'er, and he said his condition was not serious?" Queen Ma looked at Han Du in confusion and said quickly.
Han Du immediately shut up. As for Zhu Biao's condition, since Han Du didn't understand Chinese medicine, he couldn't deny the imperial doctor's diagnosis. But thinking about it, there should be no problem with the imperial doctor's diagnosis.
But Zhu Biao's situation is indeed not good, he started to have a fever...
After thinking for a moment, Han Du decided to help Zhu Biao reduce his fever first. As long as the fever subsides and the imperial doctor is there to guard him, he should be fine.
Han Du nodded towards Lao Zhu, "The prince has a fever and the fever must be reduced."
"Use strong alcohol to reduce it?" Lao Zhu knew how Han Du could reduce his fever, so he quickly asked tentatively.
Han Du replied firmly: "Exactly."
Then, he turned to his sister and ordered: "Use strong alcohol to wipe the prince's forehead. If the fever still persists, then use strong alcohol to wipe his chest and back. After wiping, remember to change into clean clothes in time. "
Han Jingyun nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
Lao Zhu quickly shouted toward the door, "Come here, bring some liquor."
Soon, several eunuchs came in each holding a jar of strong wine.
Han Jingyun also stood up from the bedside, and with the help of several palace maids, he wiped Zhu Biao's forehead with his own hands.
Han Du sat down in the room and stayed here.
Early the next morning, Han Du, who had guarded Zhu Biao all night, was very depressed. In order to cheer up, I walked out of the house and prepared to take a few steps at the door to relieve my fatigue.
Han Du had just gone out and before he had taken a few steps, he saw a man dressed as a royal doctor who was stopped by the guards.
Now that Zhu Biao was seriously ill and needed an imperial doctor, how could he be kept out?
Han Du was confused and thought it was the imperial doctor who came to deliver medicine, so he subconsciously walked over.
"What's going on? Are you here to deliver medicine to His Royal Highness?"
When the guard saw that it was Han Du, he quickly clasped his fists and replied: "Go back to the Marquis, there is a special imperial doctor who delivers the medicine, not the person in front of you."
Han Du was about to raise his head and ask the imperial doctor what happened...
However, the imperial doctor looked at Han Du with a surprised look on his face and hurriedly bowed: "Xiaoguan pays homage to the Marquis of Zhenhai. Does the Marquis still remember Xiaguan? Your name is Tan Song."
Tan Song...this name seems familiar.
Han Du took a closer look at the imperial doctor and felt that his face was very familiar. But I just couldn't remember where I had met him.
Tan Song made quick gestures and explained: "When the Marquis flew down from the sky, the lower official treated the Marquis..."
"Oh..." Han Du suddenly realized, raised his finger and pointed at Tan Song, and said affirmatively: "Old Tan, you are Lao Tan."
"Yes, I am a lower official." Tan
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Song quickly laughed happily.
Han Du immediately waved his hands to the guards on the left and right, stepped forward and asked curiously: "Didn't you enter the Imperial Hospital? Why did you come to the East Palace?"
When Tan Song heard this, his face suddenly darkened. He glanced left and right, leaned close to Han Du and whispered, "Master Marquis, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Seeing his solemn tone, Han Du also began to become serious.
"Come this way."
Han Du stayed with Tan Song and walked to a secluded place.
When the guards saw that Han Du really knew this man, they ignored him and allowed Han Du to take him in.
After Han Du stood still, he looked into Tan Song's eyes and asked, "What's going on? Can you tell me now?"
Tan Song nodded and said slowly: "Master Hou also knows that Xiaguan went to the Taiyuan Hospital, but Xiaguan was only there to record prescriptions."
"Record the prescription?" Han Du asked with some confusion.
Tan Song explained with a smile: "The patients treated in the Imperial Hospital are either nobles in the palace or princes and ministers. Therefore, every prescription must be recorded. If there is a problem, you can directly trace it to the person who wrote the prescription." A royal physician."
Han Du nodded and understood. But I still don't understand Tan Song coming to the East Palace. What is he doing here?
"What does this have to do with your coming to the East Palace?"
Tan Song nodded slightly and continued: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, fell into the water and contracted the wind and cold. I have also heard about it. When I was saving the prescription, I couldn't help but take a few more glances. I have something wrong with you. If you know your skill, you can tell roughly what medicinal materials are being cooked through the smell."
Han Du saw that Tan Song's face became solemn, and he knew that he was about to reach the key point.
"Xiaguan discovered that there are some differences between the decoction and the medicinal materials in the prescription."
"Huh?" Han Du suddenly raised his head and stared at Tan Song, his face becoming extremely solemn.
What kind of joke are you kidding? It's Zhu Biao's medicine, but someone dares to tamper with it?
"Are you sure?"
Tan Song solemnly replied: "Of course. His Highness the Crown Prince was kind to the official. After the official noticed it, he hurried over to remind his highness. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet the Marquis, otherwise the official would have been in trouble. You can’t even enter the palace gate.”
Han Du thought for a few breaths, then grabbed Tan Song's arm and pulled him, "Let's go, follow me."
Arriving outside Zhu Biao's dormitory, Han Du asked Tan Song to wait while he walked in.
Approaching Lao Zhu, "Your Majesty."
Lao Zhu turned around and looked at Han Du calmly, waiting for Han Du's words.
Han Dufuer told Lao Zhu carefully what Tan Song had discovered.
Lao Zhu's eyes flashed fiercely, his face was as cold as ice, and he said sternly: "Is this absolutely true?"
Han Du shook his head and expressed that he was not sure, "The prince personally ordered Tan Song to recruit him to the Taiyuan Hospital. It is reasonable for him to care about the prince's kindness. Moreover, it is better to believe that this matter is true than to believe that it is not true." .”
Lao Zhu took a deep breath and nodded slightly with a cold face, "You are right, I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."
I...what the hell do you mean? Han Duding looked at Lao Zhu and didn't understand where he had such strong murderous intent.
Lao Zhu didn't care what Han Du thought, and directly ordered: "Call him in. It will be time to deliver the medicine to Biao'er soon. Let him try and find out if it is true or false."
Han Du nodded and left, went out and brought Tan Song in.
"Your Majesty, Tan Song, pays homage to the Emperor, pays homage to the Queen, pays homage to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess..." As soon as Tan Song entered the door, he hurriedly bowed to everyone.
Lao Zhu looked at his slightly younger face and couldn't help but frown. In his heart, medical skills can only be accumulated over time. In other words, Tan Song is so young, and Lao Zhu thinks his medical skills are definitely not very good.
Is such a person qualified to enter Tai Hospital?
However, now that Tan Song was here to report the news, for the sake of the prince's good, Lao Zhu said nothing more.
"Get up." Lao Zhu said calmly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Tan Song straightened up after giving a formal salute.
"Go behind the screen and wait." Lao Zhu casually ordered.
"According to the order." Tan Song followed the words and walked behind the screen and hid.
Queen Ma and Han Jingyun didn't know what the emperor was going to do, but when they saw Tan Song wearing the official uniform of an imperial doctor, they didn't ask any questions.
Not long after, the imperial doctor who delivered Zhu Biao medicine came.
The doctor comes in
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Kneel down and say, "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince's medicine has arrived. Please allow me to take the medicine for Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Lao Zhu looked at the wooden plate held by the imperial doctor. There was a small bright yellow bowl on it, which contained dark brown concoction. The imperial doctor held it very steadily. There was no fluctuation in the concoction in the bowl, and there was no need to spill a drop.
To the surprise of the imperial doctor, the emperor did not agree directly, but said: "Put it down, I will give the medicine myself."
"Yes." After hearing this, the imperial doctor bowed slightly, put the medicine on the table, then excused himself and left.
After the imperial doctor left, Lao Zhu's face suddenly darkened and he said, "Come out."
Tan Song obeyed and walked out from behind the screen, came to the emperor's side, bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty."
"The medicine is here, take a look." Lao Zhu glanced at Tan Song and neither said there was something wrong with the medicine nor that there was no problem. Just saying, let Tan Song take a look.
"Yes." Tan Song nodded in reply, then stepped forward to pick up the medicine bowl, put it under his nose, took a few deep breaths, and examined it carefully. Put it to your mouth, take a small sip, and carefully identify the medicinal materials used in the concoction.
After a while, Tan Song put down the medicine bowl, cupped his hands and replied: "Back to the emperor, this medicine contains more ginseng and Panax notoginseng than the prescription."
"Ginseng? Isn't that a tonic?" Han Du asked strangely. This is not poison, so why does Tan Song look solemn?
Seeing that the emperor was useless in stopping Zhenhaihou, Tan Song explained: "Ginseng is indeed the first choice medicine for treating internal injuries due to fatigue. It can greatly replenish vitality and is a medicine for internal dryness. But His Highness the Prince suffered from wind and cold, and wind and cold The most taboo medicines are those that treat dryness and heat. As long as it is a prescription for treating wind and cold, ginseng is unlikely to appear."
So, is there really something wrong with this medicine? Han Du suddenly began to ponder, who dared to attack Zhu Biao because of his courage?
Han Du immediately thought of those who secretly printed treasure banknotes, but he felt that these people were far away from home. Even Shen Zhou was captured and the Shen family's hidden stake in Daming was uprooted.
Even though several other companies still had secret stakes in Daming, without orders from the top, Han Du did not believe that these people would dare to act rashly.
Since it's not from those five families, who is it? ... Han Du instantly felt that the undercurrent beneath Ming's calm appearance was more terrifying than he had imagined.
Even though Lao Zhu knew that ginseng was very harmful to Zhu Biao, who was suffering from colds, and that someone wanted to kill the prince, Lao Zhu still looked calm. He no longer trusts the imperial doctor, but he may not trust Tan Song.
It can be said that Lao Zhu does not trust anyone from Taiyuan Hospital now.
Lao Zhu no longer trusted Tai Hospital, but for a while he couldn't think of any good way to ensure that Zhu Biao was safe and sound. In desperation, Lao Zhu looked at Han Du calmly without saying a word, waiting for Han Du to share his worries.
Han Du saw Lao Zhu's eyes and understood what he meant. He quickly lowered his head and thought hard, thinking about how to come up with a perfect solution.
Suddenly, Han Du's eyes lit up and he said to Lao Zhu: "Your Majesty, His Highness King Zhou has superb medical skills and is in the capital now. Why don't you invite His Highness King Zhou to come over?"
When Lao Zhu heard this, his expression suddenly relaxed. He doesn't trust Tai Hospital, but he has great trust in Zhu Ru. Firstly, it was because Zhu Rui had not had the slightest interest in power since he was a child. He was only interested in medical skills. Secondly, it was because Zhu Biao and Zhu Xi had a very good relationship, and Zhu Biao had begged for Zhu Xi's love more than once.
"Come, tell the King of Zhou to enter the palace."
Zhu Rui was discussing prescriptions with a group of doctors he had recruited in the palace. When the eunuch who passed the order said that the prince was ill, he waved the others away. Then he followed the eunuch and rushed to the East Palace.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhu Xi knelt down and said, "My son, I pay homage to my father, and I pay homage to my mother."
Lao Zhu used to be very disdainful of Zhu Tie. He only felt that his obsession with medical skills was completely a sign of lack of ambition. He had reprimanded Zhu Biao more than once for this matter. After Zhu Biao later interceded for him, Lao Zhu had no choice but to let it go and no longer care about Zhu Biao.
This led to the fact that in the past, Zhu Xi's presence in front of Lao Zhu was very low, almost dispensable.
And Zhu Xi was also happy to do so. As long as his father did not cut off his princely salary, he would not take the initiative to find trouble in front of his father. The reason Zhu Ji cares so much about his princely salary is because these days, it costs money to buy medicinal materials, and it also costs money to hire doctors to exchange medical skills. Fortunately, he doesn't have to spend money to read medical classics. There are so many medical books in the hospital. He is a prince. As long as he goes in shamelessly, no one dares to stop him.
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