Annuo returned to his mansion with the information.
On the carriage, he asked his old servant: "Lu Silan, what I am doing now is meaningful."
Years of success made Annuo somewhat unable to accept this feeling of failure. After Aunt Anna passed away, he became more and more fond of talking to Butler Luslan.
Annuo's actual level is higher than most of the barefoot doctors in Florence and many medical students in the university.
Lu Silan was silent for a while.
He didn't know how to answer.
He could only imitate human comfort: "Sir, do what you want to do."
Annuo smiled. Although Lu Silan usually didn't talk much, this old housekeeper still gave people a very warm feeling: "Thank you, Lu Silan."
"You're welcome, Master." Lu Silan responded with a smile.
Why do you like talking to me? "master".
I have obviously tried my best to reduce my presence in normal times, although it is still not as good as "that time".
It looks very prosperous on the outside, but actually has nothing to do with human beings on the inside.
Can I still be relied on like this?
Can't understand, don't want to understand.
I just have to keep doing my thing.
See, this is the only thing you need to do.
Luslan waved the reins and drove the carriage.
Annuo sat on the bumpy carriage, looked over Mrs. Simonetta's condition, and rubbed the center of his brow.
...........
"Lawrence, how's the situation?" Harley greeted Annuo with a smile.
Adroson also came over and said in a sweet voice: "Father."
Although Annuo wanted to hug his wife and children, he held back.
"Harry, Rosen, don't hug me."
"What's wrong, honey?" Harley was a little confused.
Annuo smiled bitterly: "Mrs. Simonetta is suffering from a cough."
"That's it." Harley also understood.
Annuo directly summarized some experiences in the data, also observed some cases in Florence, and came to a conclusion.
Coughing is contagious, and the probability is very high. He reminded Julia just now when he was there, but Julia didn't seem to take it to heart.
Although Annuo wore a Catholic coat, after the death of Uncle Fedino and Aunt Anna, Annuo now does not believe in that.
But he won't say it because he knows how he will be treated if he does.
He simply took a shower, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.
He likes to take a bath very much, almost every two or three days, or even every day if he sweats a lot.
This habit continued to everyone in the Anno mansion, and even Leonardo da Vinci and Verrocchio next door fell in love with this habit.
There is no other reason than that taking a bath is so comfortable.
Annuo, Harley and Adroson gave a simple hug, and the family sat at the dining table.
"How is Mrs. Simonetta's condition?" Harley took a sip of soup and asked Annuo.
Anno held the bowl and sighed: "That little girl... Halle, Simonetta estimates that she will die soon."
He looked at the ceiling: "My skills...are not enough to save her."
He took out the manuscript he had recorded from his cloth bag: "You should read this first."
Harley nodded and took the manuscript Annuo handed her.
"Coughing up blood, chest pain, difficulty breathing..." Harley muttered.
She swallowed.
Even someone like her, who had no knowledge of medical skills, could see how terrifying this disease was.
"Now, Mrs. Simonetta is already on the line between life and death." Annuo nodded and sighed, "It's hard to imagine that she is only fifteen years old..."
"Yeah..." Harley also became depressed, "What do you want to do, dear?"
She would not take the initiative to ask her husband to cure Simonetta. She knew that her lover should not add pressure to him when he was depressed.
"I plan to go to the University of Vienna and discuss Mrs. Simonetta's condition with the professors." Anno took a sip of the soup. Chatting while eating is a major feature of Italian cuisine, "Although... ..There’s not much hope.”
"Her condition is too serious. If Mr. Julius could discover Simonetta's condition earlier, it might be much better."
"Do what you want, I'm at home." Harley put the empty bowl on the plate and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Harley." Annuo touched Harley's burgundy wavy hair with a gentle look on his face.
"Father, mother, I've finished eating." Little Adrosson stood up on tiptoes and put the bowl on the table.
"Adrosun is awesome, come here and let dad hug you." Annuo stretched out his hands to Adrosson.
"Yeah!" Adroson opened his arms.
Annuo held his son in his arms and embraced his wife: "I am the happiest person in the world, and what I am doing now is definitely not meaningless."
"What I want is not some lofty and noble ideal, I just don't want tragedy to happen to me again."
"Well, dad is the best!" Adroson kissed Annuo.
"You will also be the best!" Annuo touched Adroson's head and said with a smile.
...
Early the next morning, Annuo set off, with only Lu Silan accompanying him.
After about ten days, the master and servant finally arrived in Vienna.
Anno only stayed here before returning to Florence with regret and despair.
The knowledge of those great professors was indeed profound, and Annuo learned a lot from contact with them. However, in the face of Simonetta's symptoms that Annuo gave, these highly respected and knowledgeable professors were helpless.
Powerless, powerless, powerless.
This feeling always lingers in Annuo's heart.
He is a very demanding person and hates this feeling of powerlessness.
And after returning to Florence, the bad news still happened.
Halfway through Anno's carriage, Giulia's wife, the most beautiful woman in Florence, the stunning fifteen-year-old girl, Simonetta, had passed away.
Anno only had time to attend Simonetta's funeral.
Neither Julius nor Lorenzo blamed Anno, after all, Simonetta's situation was witnessed by both of them.
But Anno still clenched his fists as he watched Julias holding Simonetta's tombstone in pain.
There were many people at the funeral. In addition to many acquaintances of Anno such as Verrocchio and several brothers from the studio, there were many other onlookers.
After all, it is quite rare for people to hold weddings and funerals back-to-back within a year.
The death of Uncle Fedino made Anno truly realize the horror of death.
The death of Aunt Anna made Annuo decide to study medicine to avoid this terrible tragedy.
And Simonetta's death made Annuo feel a deep sense of powerlessness.
