First Lady of the Crown Prince Chapter 517

Chapter 517 Self-effects (plus more)

But said that after Fengshi's dagger was broken, Fengshi took the remains of the dagger and went to the armory to find soldiers who forged weapons and asked them to repair his dagger.

These soldiers are all blacksmiths. They come to the barracks and don't do anything else, so they make a special trip to strike iron.

At this moment, they are repairing broken armor and weapons for the soldiers, and they are a little too busy.

Although Fengshi is a man of horses, it is an urgent order of King Yi to repair armor and weapons.

Finally, a soldier finished repairing the armor in his hand, and Toyoshiki hurriedly handed him his dagger.

The soldier took a look and said, "The blades are all broken."

Fengshi asked: "Can't you fix it?"

The soldier said truthfully: "It's very difficult. Generally, what we repair is the kind of rolled blade or gap. The deputy broke your dagger like this. It is difficult to connect it again, and there will be traces when it is connected."

The main reason is that their current ironing technology is not too hard. It is said that in Liangguo, they can do it without any time.

"Then, is there no way?" Fengshi asked.

"Melt and redo." The soldier said.

"Is it the dagger that the adult gave me to redo it?" Feng Shi was stuck, but there was no way.

In order to pry a small broken box, the dagger that the adult gave him was broken. It is really annoying to think about it!

Fonishi finally did not choose to melt the blade, he took the broken dagger and walked back.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she came to the place where Gu Jiao was detained without realizing it.

It was the yard of the house where debris was piled up. As the medical officer said, no one really came over.

However, there are a large number of soldiers training at a distance of fifty steps from the main entrance of the Sundries Yard.

Strictly speaking, the defensive yard is very tight.

Feng Shi was angry in his heart, and inevitably wanted to take the Zhaoguo soldiers to exhale.

He came to Gu Jiao's house, and found that the soldier guarding the door was gone, and his brow furrowed.

He remembered that the door was open when he left, and it was closed now.

Many weirdness made his face sink suddenly, he pushed the door unceremoniously into the room, and glanced in warily.

I saw the medical officer standing in front of the bed, bending over to bandage the wound on the wrist of the soldier from Zhaoguo. Hearing the movement behind him, the medical officer also blew the cold wind coming in from outside the door, and turned to Fengshi and said: "Feng Lieutenant, I'm sorry to ask you to bring the door. The patient is already frozen and can no longer blow the air. It will not get better."

"Is he really okay?" Although Fengshi asked the medical officer to hang the young man's life on his lips, he didn't take it seriously. After all, he had been in the border all year round and had seen too many people with frostbite. Will not live for a few days.

The medical officer cleared his throat and said unhappily, "Is Vice Admiral Feng questioning my medical skills?"

Fengshi was speechless for a while, although he was indeed questioning, it would always be embarrassing to speak out.

He gave a light cough, looked at the young man's wrist, and said, "How did you untie his rope?"

The medical officer said solemnly: "He was injured. Didn't you let me hang his life? How can I bandage his wound if I don't untie the rope? If he doesn't bandage the wound, what should I do if he becomes infected? With the last breath, it is fortunate not to die, and if you delay it, the immortal Daluo will not be able to save it!"

Since the medical officer said that the boy had only one last breath, Feng Shi didn't care about tying his hands or not.

"How long will it take for him to wake up?" Fengshi asked.

"This is hard to say." The medical officer said, looking at the door of Dacloak, "If you let the air blow, I guess I won't wake up for ten and a half months!"

Feng Shi slid into the room and closed the door.

Xu Yu felt that he was so wrong again, what did he come in! He don't want to look at this kid!

"Where are the people outside?" Fengshi asked.

The medical officer pretended to turn his back, and while bandaging Gu Jiao's non-existent wound, his eyes wandered and said: "How do I know? I have been inside to heal him."

"This kid, where is the wild again?" Toyoshiki got out of the house impatiently.

"Gate!"

The voice of the medical officer came from inside the house.

Fengshi frowned and closed the door with his backhand!

It was confirmed that Feng Shi was walking away, and the medical officer fell on the edge of the bed with a soft leg.

He raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, gasping for breath: "I was scared to death, I was scared to death... Fortunately, I didn't show the stuff... You don't know King Yi's method... If you let him find out I'll help you……"

When the medical officer said that something was wrong in the middle, he fixed his eyes and saw that after a short while, Gu Jiao had fallen asleep!

Medical Officer: "..."

The medical officer's expert shook in front of Gu Jiao's eyes: "Hey, hello, girl? Girl? Little... son?"

Gu Jiao didn't respond.

"Good, good! Go and expose you now!"

The medical officer turned around and left, but as soon as he came to the door, a ghostly little voice came from behind: "Bury the body."

The medical officer slammed forward, bumping his forehead against the door panel, and immediately knocked out a big bag.

He didn't dare to turn around, just twisted his head slightly.

"Remember to bring two steamed buns when you come back, I'm hungry." Gu Jiao closed her eyes and said lightly.

"...I am King Yi's person, you will get me unrighteous like this." The medical officer said righteously.

Gu Jiao turned over and faced the inside of the bed: "The little medicine box will give you two strokes."

Medical Officer: "Deal!"

Gu Jiao slept directly from noon to night.

Acute pulmonary edema caused by frostbite has improved slightly, but the real recovery has not been so fast. She has to stay on the mountain for a few days.

not to mention--

Gu Jiao paused, took two pills of chloramphenicol from the small medicine box, and poured himself a glass of water.

The medical officer came over halfway through the drink.

Seeing that she was awake and sitting at the table drinking water, the medical officer couldn't help but looked at her up and down.

To be honest, his face was still a little pale, and I could see a big freeze, but it was a lot stronger than when it was sent in the morning, at least it was not as pale as a corpse.

"Here, the steamed buns you want." The medical officer put the food box on the table, took out a bowl of steamed buns, and brought out a bowl of red jujube **** soup, "Chill out, drink it."

If she is really a kid, a bowl of **** soup is enough. Considering that she is a girl, the medical officer cut a few slices of red dates and put a spoonful of brown sugar.

"And this." The medical officer took a small basket from behind, "Is it yours?"

"Yeah." Gu Jiao nodded.

"I can't find the contents anymore, so I only found this basket." The medical officer said regretfully.

Gu Jiao brought the small back basket. It was a basket made by Gu Xiaoshun for her. It was very durable. It was hardly broken when accompanied her from Beijing to here.

Gu Jiao put down the small back basket and ate the buns with **** soup.

After the warm **** soup, Gu Jiao sweated all over, and she was quite relieved.

After she finished eating, she took out two pills from the small medicine box and handed it to him: "I've taken it."

"What is this?" the medical officer asked, looking at the pill in the palm of his hand weirdly.

"Medicine." Gu Jiao said.

"Why should I take medicine?" the medical officer asked.

Gu Jiao said indifferently: "If you let you eat, you can eat, so much nonsense."

The medical officer refused in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of medicine it was. What if it was poison?

He looked at the medicine in his hand, and then at the small medicine box on the table, "Then I can touch it more after taking it?"

Gu Jiao: "No."

Medical Officer: "..."

For the next two days, Gu Jiao stayed quietly in the hut to cultivate.

The soldier didn't know where he was going. Vice Admiral Feng didn't find him, so he sent a new person over.

It's not a trivial matter that a soldier disappeared in the military camp. However, there was a bigger incident in the military camp in the past few days, and there was no time to take care of a soldier at once.

King Yi was sick. On the second night after living in the stockade, King Yi suddenly had chills and fever.

In the battle of Lingguan City, King Yi was shot and wounded. At first, the medical officers thought that his wound was infected, which caused this series of conditions.

However, the medical officers inspected King Yi's injury and found that the wound healed well without any signs of swelling and festering infection.

The medical officers again speculated that King Yi was contracted by the wind-cold, and made a decoction for King Yi to treat the wind-cold.

Whoever took a pair of decoctions, Wang Yi did not show any improvement, but coughed up bright red blood sputum on the morning of the third day.

The medical officers once again diagnosed King Yi. This time, the medical officers finally noticed something wrong.

Generally speaking, coughing up **** sputum is caused by lung disease.

However, there are many types of lung diseases. There are lung diseases caused by wind and cold, and lung diseases caused by...the plague!

"No, it can't be the plague, right? Could it be tuberculosis?" a young medical officer asked in trepidation.

Pulmonary tuberculosis is also a kind of lung disease, which is very contagious in the early stage, but as long as the medicine is taken correctly, most of them will become chronic. To put it bluntly, they will not die immediately.

The plague is more contagious than tuberculosis, with a higher fatality rate and death faster.

If they had to choose one of the two, of course they would rather King Yi get the lung tuberculosis.

"But I see King Yi's symptoms, not like pulmonary tuberculosis." An older medical officer said.

This sentence silenced all medical officers.

On the other side, in the silver fox man's study, Feng Shi is reporting to him the condition of King Yi.

"The doctors said that King Yi was infected with a lung disease, but they dare not make a final conclusion about the exact lung disease." Fengshi said truthfully.

"Lung disease... shouldn't it..." The silver fox man said and shook his head, "No, it's impossible. Uncle, he has never been in contact with those disease patients. Ahem!"

He was talking, and suddenly he coughed violently.

"My lord! Are you okay?" Feng Shi took a step forward, poured a cup of hot tea for the silver fox man, and handed it to the silver fox man.

The silver fox man took the hot tea and took a few sips gently. Not only did it not stop, but it became more intense.

"Ahem! Ahem!" He put the teacup on the table and frowned, "Pour some cold tea!"

"Yes!" Feng Shi poured him a cup of cold tea.

The silver fox man took a sip, which seemed to stop a bit, but soon coughed violently again.

"My lord!" Toyoshiki looked at him worriedly.

The silver fox man waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's just a bit of cold."

The silver fox man is a master of the world, and he is seldom cared for by a small illness like wind and cold.

"It will be all right in a few days, my uncle's side, please send someone to watch, don't let him have an accident."

King Yi is the most orthodox imperial family of the previous dynasty. He is the bloodline of the last Sejong, and he can't get involved.

Feng Shi said with heart and soul: "My lord, you should also take care of yourself. If King Yi really has a long and two shortcomings, you will be the only descendant of the royal family."

"It's not that I don't have a son." At the end of the speech, the silver fox man paused first, "I see, you can withdraw."

After Fengshi left, the silver fox man sat alone in the study for a long time. It was late at night when it was time to go to rest, and then he got up and went out of the study.

He came to the door of a wing room.

The maid who was guarding the door saluted him: "Muse."

"Did the princess rest?" the silver fox man asked.

"Stopped." The maid said.

The silver fox man had planned to enter the house, but he couldn't help but coughed twice. He turned around and put his fist against his mouth: "Ahem!"

"Mr. Ma, are you feeling well?" the maid asked.

The silver fox man lowered his fist and said indifferently: "I'm fine, forget it, the princess rests, I won't go in and disturb her."

Early the next morning, King Yi was finally diagnosed as a disease by the medical officers.

The silver fox man was in the study looking at the military defense plan of the stockade when he heard the news.

He put down the album in his hand, frowned and looked at Toyoshiki: "What are you talking about? What's wrong with my uncle?"

"His Royal Highness King Yi... His Royal Highness King Yi... has a disease!"

"Impossible!"

"That's what the medical officers said! The medical officers also asked the young ones to ask the adults, do you need to isolate His Royal Highness King Yi?"

"But uncle he..." The silver fox man stood up excitedly, and then he felt an itching in his throat. He took up his veil and covered his mouth with a violent cough.

After coughing, he took off the veil and saw a patch of blood on it.

"My lord!" Feng Shi also saw it, and his color changed suddenly! He strode towards the silver fox man!

"Don't come here!" The silver fox man raised his hand to block him, his eyes moved slightly, his expression was complicated, "You go out first, and no one can come in this study room anymore."

Toyoshik: "But..."

Silver Fox Man: "Get out!"

Fengshi clenched his fists: "...Yes!"

Feng Shi gritted his teeth, turned and walked out of the study.

But as soon as he walked out, he also bowed suddenly and coughed out a mouthful of blood!

　Yiwang: Kill her!

　　驸马: Uncle, don't be afraid, can she kill five thousand of us alone?

　　 Small epidemic: Hello?

(End of this chapter)

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