"Smallpox..." Zhu Su was stunned, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble a little.
From the attitude of Empress Ma who would rather die than let Lao Zhu in, he had already guessed that Zhu Xiongying inside might have contracted some infectious disease that could easily pass through others. But I didn't expect it to be smallpox.
Smallpox was synonymous with no cure in this feudal era when medical treatment was scarce.
Zhu Su suddenly understood why Lao Zhu was in such sudden chaos: Zhu Xiongying was eight years old, at the time in history when he died due to unknown reasons. And Queen Ma, whose cause of death was not recorded in history, actually died a few months after Zhu Xiongying died in infancy.
So, could it be that Queen Ma in history took care of Zhu Xiongying alone in the palace and survived the illness of smallpox, and finally passed away with her most beloved grandson?
Lao Zhu has been thinking very hard over the years, firstly to prevent future generations of the Ming Dynasty from being invaded by foreign races, and secondly, not to repeat the mistake of losing his wife and grandchildren in his later years, losing several children in a row, and becoming a lonely man...
Despite all precautions, Zhu Xiongying still contracted the disease at the age of eight, and Empress Ma still went to take care of her grandson herself without hesitation... Could everything be an inescapable fate?
It shouldn't be.
From a young age, from a beggar to a beggar, until the Emperor Hongwu restored China and reopened the land of China,
You should never trust fate!
"Lao Wu!"
A sound like thunder from nine heavens made Zhu Su tremble all over. He turned around and saw that Lao Zhu had abandoned the angry and helpless look just now, but contained a wave of anger as if he was forced to a dead end. Brutal, and a spirit that vows to fight to the end.
"Can smallpox be cured?"
He stared into Zhu Su's eyes with his bare eyes.
Zhu Su was frightened for a moment, and a majestic power came directly toward him. It was the coldness and surprise that came from the depths of the spinal cord. This was the first time he had seen someone come out of the desperate and frantic state so quickly. How much self-control does this require?
"Dad! Why bother the fifth child? Even the miracle doctor Dai just said..."
Without even looking, Lao Zhu stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and pushed Zhu Fan away who was blocking Zhu Su. Just stare at Zhu Su and continue to speak:
"Can smallpox be cured?"
Zhu Su felt this huge pressure. His lips pursed for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes!"
"Lao Wu?" Everyone was stunned. Zhu Fan turned around in surprise, and Zhu Biao's eyes widened for a moment.
"You...you really have a way?" Even Lao Zhu himself was stunned. After a few breaths, he burst out with great joy: "Okay! Okay! We knew we would never be alone!"
"Quick! How to treat it! Quick! We will never let Da Sun and Xiong Ying die!"
"I have to first understand how Xiongying contracted the disease..." Zhu Su considered. There is indeed no cure for smallpox, but it can be prevented. In later generations, even three-year-old children knew that vaccination with cowpox could prevent smallpox.
But Zhu Su actually didn't know exactly how to operate it.
"Xiong Ying... Xiong Ying recovered from his illness because he went for an outing in the countryside." But it was Zhu Biao who learned that Aizi was expected to be cured and hurriedly stood up to answer. "Five days ago, I sent Chang Sheng and Xiongying to go for an outing in the countryside incognito. I took a look at the farmers plowing the fields in the spring, which gave me some insights. Nothing happened on the way, but the day after I came back, Xiongying had a high fever. Later, I heard that Xiongying went there. Someone in the village has been infected with smallpox and it has spread to the city. The Chang Mansion came to report that Chang Sheng also fell ill in the mansion."
"After Xiongying returned to the city, he went directly to the palace and lived with his mother in the Qianqing Palace. After the mother learned the news, she immediately ordered people to urgently seal the palace gate, and only invited Dai Shenyi to enter the palace for treatment... Dai Shenyi saw it and confirmed Xiongying is over his illness..."
"Did you get sick due to outing?" Zhu Su frowned, subconsciously feeling something strange. However, Chang Sheng is the son of Chang Yuchun, the younger brother of Chang Mao and Crown Princess Chang, and is also Zhu Xiongying's biological uncle, so he should not be plotting against Zhu Xiongying. He then put aside these conspiracy theories in his heart and concentrated on the medical issue of whether vaccination with cowpox would still be effective at this time.
But after all, he was not a professional doctor. After thinking for a while, he finally said: "I have to... first go and see Xiongying's condition, and then discuss it with Doctor Dai before we can decide on a solution."
"Lao Wu?" Zhu Fan quickly grabbed Zhu Su.
"Fifth brother, no!" Zhu Biao also quickly stood up and grabbed Zhu Su's arm, as if Zhu Su was going to a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. "Dr. Dai is currently in the Qianqing Palace. How can you see him?"
"In case you are over the illness, then..."
"It doesn't matter. I have a way to protect myself." Zhu Su patted the hands of Zhu Biao and Zhu Fan to comfort them.
"Absolutely not!" Zhu Biao's eyes widened, he glared at Zhu Su angrily, and he showed the style of a prince: "Fifth brother, is it because someone has rumored that you covet the throne recently that you want to put yourself in danger?"
"Let me tell you, Brother Wei doesn't doubt you at all! You don't need to confess your feelings to Brother Wei like this!"
"The hero has been sick during his travels, and it was all because of my brother. It has nothing to do with you..."
"Brother, that's not the case." Zhu Su reached out and held the excited Zhu Biao's shoulders. He didn't explain much, just looked at Lao Zhu and said, "Dad, am I in?"
"..." Lao Zhu's expression has been uncertain since Zhu Su said he wanted to enter the palace.
"Don't worry, it's okay. Since I appear here, it should be to break these destined fates."
Zhu Su smiled softly, while Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao looked startled.
"Lao Wu, what are you talking about?" Only Zhu Fan was still confused.
"...If that's the case, you can go ahead." But it was Lao Zhu who made the decision very quickly. He nodded towards Zhu Su, his face full of solemnity. "But we order you, no matter what, you won't get into trouble!"
"I understand." Zhu Su bowed his hands and bowed to Lao Zhu in an upright manner.
…
The door of Qianqing Palace opened with a creak, and Queen Ma in the palace froze. When she saw Zhu Su pushing the door open, Queen Ma suddenly panicked: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu? Why did you come in?" "
"Get out! Get out! Don't come any closer! Get out!"
While waving her hands, she tried her best to shrink back, trying her best to keep herself away from Zhu Su.
"Mom, it doesn't matter, I have a sense of propriety."
"Xiong Ying's illness... I may have a solution!"
Empress Ma was startled, suddenly thinking of Zhu Su's background, and seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw: "What? You...Xiao Wu, do you have any ideas?"
"Maybe." Zhu Su nodded and strolled to Zhu Xiongying's bed. He saw that Zhu Xiongying's small body was covered with silver needles like a forest of needles. The genius doctor Dai Sigong was still concentrating on continuously injecting needles. There was already a needle on his forehead. It was covered with big beads of sweat, but there was no lingering trace of wiping away the sweat.
(End of chapter)
