Chapter 44 Little Sun (Happy New Year)
Zhao Shiqing didn't have time to think deeply before she saw the two people sitting on the ground.
One is Zhao Tinghan, and the other is an old man with white hair.
Zhao Tinghan could be seen with his eyes closed, big beads of sweat on his forehead. His trouser legs were rolled up, revealing half of his calves and a pair of bare feet, with more than a dozen silver needles stuck on them.
Dengwick made a silence gesture, and Zhao Shiqing didn't say anything. She found a futon and sat down cross-legged.
Zhao Shiqing finally understood that her eldest brother came to Wanfu Temple every day to treat illnesses, but he didn't know who this old man was.
She looked at Zhao Tinghan intently. She could see that Zhao Tinghan was enduring the pain. She knew that Zhao Tinghan was frail and sick. She also asked Zhao Yunnuan what kind of disease his eldest brother had. It couldn't be cured by too much medicine, but he had lived for so many years.
Zhao Yunnuan said it was lung failure.
Zhao Tinghan came to Beijing when he was five years old. It was a very cold winter that year. When he first came to the capital, he was not accustomed to the climate and the climate, so he became ill. Later, he would fall ill every time the autumn wind blew. He tried many prescriptions, but still did not get better.
Although Denghua's cough yesterday was fake, it proved that Zhao Tinghan had an attack. But now, when the old doctor gave Zhao Tinghan acupuncture, it didn't look like he was treating lung disease.
Zhao Shiqing only knew a little bit about medical skills. Murong Linlang told her this when she was making medicinal meals.
Yes, although Murong Linlang has a father who is extremely skilled in martial arts and a mother who is known as the Medicine Fairy in the martial arts world, she herself is only an amateur in both martial arts and medical skills.
What she is best at is cooking.
The reason why she fell in love with Zhao Shiqing was because not only could Zhao Shiqing communicate with birds and animals, but she also had a good nose.
So there is a reason why Zhao Shiqing's martial arts is mediocre. If her master's martial arts is average, can she still be average?
Zhao Shiqing thought a lot, starting from her master's medicinal diet and thinking of the braised pork she made. Even though braised pork was just a home-cooked dish, it was master's shortcoming. At least that's what Zhao Shiqing thought. She always felt that her master's braised pork was lacking something.
For this reason, Murong Linlang once forced her to eat braised pork for ten consecutive days, so that now, she has lost her appetite when she hears braised pork.
In short, Master's braised pork does not smell good or taste good.
In her mind, she had tasted better braised pork, so one year her master returned to the palace with her. The master was not convinced and asked the chefs in the palace to each cook a dish of braised pork.
When Zhao Shiqing shook her head repeatedly, she saw her master sneering at her.
"You little liar, how dare you lie to me?"
So she was punished to eat braised pork again.
When Zhao Shiqing thought of this, he saw that the old doctor began to withdraw the needles, and Zhao Tinghan's pale face finally had a trace of blood.
However, the trace of blood quickly faded away. Deng Wick wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, but did not lower his trousers for him. Zhao Tinghan still maintained the posture of stretching his legs flat and slowly opened his eyes.
Zhao Shiqing was about to stand up when he saw the old doctor standing up at this time. He said to Zhao Tinghan: "In half an hour, the young master will be able to get up. I will leave first."
Zhao Tinghan said to the wick: "Send it to Old Doctor Han for me."
The old man followed the wick out. When he passed by Zhao Shiqing, he didn't even glance at her.
Zhao Shiqing's heart felt like thousands of horses galloping, Old Doctor Han, Han Baochang?
She sent people to look for Han Baochang in Hoi'an, but no one was found. The Han family's ancestral home is in Hoi'an and they have practiced medicine for generations. The largest medical clinic in Huichang was opened by the Han family. However, the Han family told them that Han Baochang died half a year ago. Dead, dead, dead!
People from Prince Liang's Mansion even went to the Han family's ancestral grave. It was less than three years ago and although no monument had been erected, Han Baochang's grandson pointed out this grave to them personally. How could it be wrong? Which grandson would point to a tomb to identify his ancestor?
Therefore, the people in Prince Liang's Mansion did not doubt that he was there, and returned to the capital with regrets. Zhao Shiqing was also very sorry, why did Dr. Han die?
But birth, old age, illness and death are all normal things for an old man who has been retired for many years.
Just before coming here, Zhao Shiqing had never doubted it. Only brother and sister Zhao Tinghan and Zhao Shiqing were left in the room.
Zhao Shiqing took the futon and sat next to Zhao Tinghan, who quickly covered his legs and feet with a piece of cloth.
When my little sister grows up, there are differences between men and women.
Zhao Shiqing asked with concern: "Can you cover it? Don't you need to dry it for a while?"
Zhao Tinghan said: "No need."
Zhao Shiqing did not continue to ask: "Brother, tell me quickly, what's going on? Your illness doesn't look like pulmonary failure."
It has been more than half an hour since she came in, and Zhao Tinghan has not coughed once.
A wry smile overflowed from the corner of Zhao Tinghan's mouth: "I did suffer from pulmonary insufficiency when I was a child, but the prescription that Dr. Han gave me in the later period was very suitable for the disease. I am actually fine, but I still have to cough a few times from time to time, and that person will More assured.”
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Zhao Shiqing also understood that the "one" in Zhao Tinghan's mouth was the one on the dragon throne.
In other words, Zhao Tinghan has been pretending to be ill over the years.
"But what disease did Old Doctor Han treat you with the acupuncture just now?"
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Zhao Shiqing became more and more puzzled. If the eldest brother's disease was already cured, why did Dr. Han continue to give him acupuncture? The pain on the eldest brother's face just now did not seem to be fake.
"Poisoned, I was poisoned."
Zhao Tinghan laughed at himself: "It's all my fault. I should have been more vigilant as early as when Dr. Han was forced to retire, but I still overestimated myself. This poison came to me bit by bit. When I noticed it, , it’s too late.”
Zhao Shiqing asked: "Can Old Doctor Han detoxify this poison?"
Zhao Tinghan sighed: "This poison is actually not difficult to cure. The difficulty is that the poison has been deeply rooted. It will take three to five years to uproot it."
Zhao Shiqing understood. No wonder that since Dr. Han retired, the number of doctors who came to the palace to treat Zhao Tinghan had changed one after another.
Zhao Tinghan added: "Not only are the imperial doctors replaced, but also the servants in the palace. A batch must be replaced every three months. Of course, this is my request."
Zhao Shiqing nodded, thinking of the secret passage, the grocery store, and the Wanfu Temple.
She gave Zhao Tinghan a thumbs up: "Brother, you are so awesome."
If it were her, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to find a free world for herself under heavy surveillance.
Zhao Tinghan smiled bitterly: "What's so great about it? I can't even attend the funeral for my father."
Zhao Shiqing comforted: "Brother, please believe me, I will take you back, I will definitely be able to do it."
Zhao Tinghan looked at the little girl in front of him. His little sister was completely different from what he imagined.
The little sister he thought had a pair of confused eyes, like a helpless little white flower.
The real little girl has bright and firm eyes and a confident and hearty smile. When I saw her for the first time under the bed, she was like a little sun. The originally dark under the bed became bright because of her.
Dear children, Happy New Year 2025! Get rich all year round!
(End of this chapter)