Tang Ding looked sad when he heard this. He held back his grief and cupped his hands towards Zhu Xi and said, "Thank you very much, His Highness King Zhou, for your diagnosis and treatment of my father..."
Before Tang Ding could finish his words, Zhu Ting waved his hand to interrupt him and said softly: "Don't be so polite. Besides, I can't help you. I can't do anything about my husband's illness. I can only prescribe some nourishing prescriptions and just hang on like this."
"I still have to thank you, Your Majesty." Tang Ding saw Zhu Xi sighing, but he still suppressed his sadness and replied.
When Han Du heard Zhu Xi's words, his heart moved and he asked: "If you want to take supplements, wouldn't it be best to use ginseng? I still have some thousand-year-old ginseng there. I will go back and get it for you and see if you can use it." "
Seeing Han Du, he was about to walk back. Zhu Zhu quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, shook his head helplessly and said: "If ginseng is available, do you still need to take it? Isn't there ginseng in the Duke of Xinguo's mansion? Ginseng can indeed kill one's life. But that is a situation that has reached a last resort, and the father-in-law has not reached that time yet."
"Don't you know that although ginseng is a great tonic, it is also too violent?" Zhu Zhu sighed slightly, "Generally young people will have nosebleeds after using ginseng tonic. Do you think that with my current condition? How can your physical condition be able to withstand the medicinal power of ginseng? Even the prescriptions I prescribe now only use a little bit of ginseng."
As for pharmacology, Han Du naturally did not have a thorough understanding of pharmacology. After all, he had never calmed down to study pharmacology, while Zhu Ju's research on this was very difficult.
Han Du did not expect that Tang He's body was so weak that he could no longer bear ginseng. His body was exhausted and in urgent need of replenishment. However, his current body could not even bear ginseng. How could he make up for it?
Suddenly, Han Du thought of something, his eyes lit up, he looked at Zhu Xi with a hopeful look, and asked: "If there is something that can greatly nourish the body without any consequences, can it be given to him?" Did the father-in-law use it?"
Zhu Ting smiled when he heard this, nodded and said: "If there is such a thing as you said, of course it is possible. But medicine is three-point poisonous, and even ginseng has certain consequences. How can it have no impact on the body at all?"
"That's fine." Han Du suddenly laughed.
Huge surprise instantly appeared on Tang Ding's face. He grabbed Han Du's arm with both hands and asked quickly: "What kind of medicinal materials have such effects? We will send someone to get them right away."
Han Du comforted Tang Ding, told him to calm down, and said to Zhu Ru: "This thing I am talking about is actually not a medicinal material, but an ingredient."
"Ingredients?" Zhu Ru frowned. No matter how much he thought, he didn't know of ingredients with such effects. He had never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas, but he didn't remember that there was such a thing as Han Du said. "But even so, it can only delay the old man's time. After all, the old man's body is too depleted, and no matter how much he makes up for it, it will not help."
Tang Ding nodded to express his understanding. At his father's age, no matter what panacea it is, it is impossible to prolong life, let alone an ingredient? But as long as his father can live longer, Tang Ding is willing to pay no matter what the price is.
"Brother Han, please tell me. Tang Ding is very grateful." Tang Ding bowed to Han Du and almost knelt down before Han Du.
Han Du immediately grabbed Tang Ding's arm and said, "Brother, how could I not help you? Besides, my husband has also been kind to me, so how could I just watch and ignore him?"
After finishing speaking, with Tang Ding's face full of hope and Zhu Xi's curious eyes, Han Du said with a smile: "Actually, this ingredient is in the Yangtze River."
Zhu Rui was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Are you talking about a kind of fish?" The most abundant thing in the Yangtze River is fish, and it makes sense that Zhu Rui first thought of fish.
But Zhu Xi didn't expect that he would guess it right right away.
Han Du nodded and replied: "It is indeed a kind of fish, but this kind of fish is not easy to catch."
"No matter how rare it is, it's easier than holding the moon for nine days. Please tell Brother Han that Ding will find this good medicine for my father at all costs." Tang Ding's eyes were red and he looked at Han Du with a pleading look on his face. In the past few days, he had been standing in front of Tang Ding's bed, watching his father, who used to be as towering as a mountain, now lying on the bed and panting weakly. Tang Ding's heart felt as if it was being cut out by a knife all the time.
He is also a man who has been in battle for a long time and became a prince by virtue of his own military achievements. Naturally, it is very clear that for a great hero like Dad, death is not terrible. What is terrible is that the heroes of the past are now tortured by illness, and life is worse than death.
Tang Ding knew that when he met Han Du, in order to avoid Han Du's worry, his father forced himself to show that he was in good health in front of Han Du. But Zhu Zhu had diagnosed his father a long time ago, and he diagnosed him many times afterwards. The result was that his father did not have much time left, and he might even pass away at any time.
Now that I hear Han Du talk about it like this, Tang Ding will not give up regardless of whether it is useful or not.
Han Du knew that Tang Ding was anxious, so he didn't hesitate, "Here, prepare some pens, ink, paper and inkstones, I will draw them for you."
Without saying anything, Tang Ding took Han Du to a side room and prepared pen and ink for Han Du with his own hands.
Zhu Tie was also curious about what it was that had such miraculous effects. Driven by curiosity, he also followed.
Han Du picked up the pen and quickly drew the fish on the paper. Putting down his pen, he said, "I don't know what this fish is called, but it must look like this."
Zhu Ting only took one look at it and felt that this fish was so special. He, a prince, had never seen it before. First of all, it is far more slender than ordinary fish. Secondly, its mouth is as small and sharp as the tip of an arrow. The horns of its head are ferocious and terrifying, and its body seems to have sharp spikes.
Just looking at something like this would scare the average person, let alone eating it. Is it really a wonderful nourishing product? Zhu Ru was a little skeptical.
But Tang Ding didn't have any doubts. Although it was his first time to see such a fish, in his opinion, it was normal. If everyone saw this fish, it would be impossible to wait until Han Du came to remind him. The effect of his fish.
He carefully picked up the paper with both hands, gently dried the ink, and immediately shouted out the door: "Here comes someone."
A servant hurriedly appeared at the door, bowed and replied: "My lord, please give me your instructions."
Tang Ding folded up the fish painting, handed it to the servant, and said sternly: "Give this painting to Tang Fu and ask him to search along the Yangtze River. No matter what, he must find the fish in the painting."
"Yes, eldest son." The servant took the painting respectfully, turned around and ran towards another courtyard.
After Tang Ding finished his instructions, he turned back to Han Du and said, "Thank you very much. Please also ask Brother Han to stay in the house. After the fish is found, do you want Brother Han to tell you what to do?"
"Don't worry, I have nothing to do today, so I'll just go and accompany my husband. Over the years, I haven't been able to spend much time with my husband." Han Du sighed slightly.
However, Tang Ding waved his hands repeatedly and declined, saying, "Brother Han, it's better to rest in the wing. I can take care of my father."
"Who are we going to follow? Let's go." Han Du just patted Tang Ding on the shoulder and blocked his words.
Tang Ding had no choice but to agree, then looked at Zhu Zhu, bowed and asked, "I have to thank you, Your Majesty, today. If anything happens to Your Majesty..."
Zhu Ting waved his hand, rejected Tang Ding's intention, and said: "I do have something to do today, but I am even more curious about the nourishing treasure Han Du said. I can stay here just to see how effective this rare treasure is. , which may also serve as a reference for my future use of medicine.”
Seeing that both of them insisted on staying, Tang Ding looked at them gratefully. He took the two of them back to his father's hospital bed, but by this time, his father had already fallen into a deep sleep.
The three of them left the room quietly without disturbing them, and sat down to wait in the side room next to them. Tang Ding asked his servants to bring some food and wine. After working for a long time, the three of them were already very hungry.
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Tang Fu also stayed with his father all night last night, and had to catch up on his sleep until dawn, otherwise his body and bones, which were beaten in the army, would be a little unbearable. In fact, before Tang Ding came back, he had been guarding his father for many nights.
As soon as I got up and had something to eat, and was about to go see my father, the servant asked to see him with a painting.
"Let him come in." Tang Fu ordered the people around him.
The servant came in soon. When he saw Tang Fu, he quickly bowed and greeted: "I'd like to pay my respects to the second young master."
"Tell me, what are you doing here?" Tang Fu was not dissatisfied and directly asked him why he was looking for him.
The servant quickly raised the painting with both hands and said, "The eldest son has ordered the second young master to take the painting and search for the fish in the painting along the Yangtze River, and he must find it."
Tang Fu took the painting, opened it, and frowned immediately. He had never seen such a fish before.
Now that my father is seriously ill, my eldest brother doesn't find a doctor to treat his father's illness, but what kind of fish are he looking for?
After pondering for a while, he looked at the servant and asked, "Did Brother ever say why you are looking for this fish?"
"Replying to the Second Young Master, the Eldest Young Master didn't say anything." The servant replied truthfully. After a pause, he added, "But Second Young Master, today His Royal Highness the King of Zhou and the Marquis of Zhenhai came to visit the Young Master. The younger one was killed by the Eldest Young Master. When I was called to get the painting, His Royal Highness the King of Zhou and the Marquis of Zhenhai were also there."
Upon hearing Han Du's arrival, Tang Fu's face suddenly became serious, and then a bit of hope emerged. Tang Fu knew more about Han Du than ordinary people, because Tang He would tell him all the extraordinary things about Han Du.
When Han Du came, the eldest brother immediately took out a picture and asked him to find fish. Maybe his father's condition had improved.
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