First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 404 Princess Xinyang (two more)

   "Long Yi!"

  Until someone called him at the other end, Long Yingwei finally let go of Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao didn't dare to wait for a moment, and fled away!

  At the same time that Gu Jiao returned to Bishuihu, Xiao Liulang also returned home from the Hanlin Academy. He was at the well and made a wash of pen.

  Gu Jiao walked over slowly.

  God knew how afraid she was that Long Yingwei would catch up, and used the energy of the previous life thief’s munitions escape. She sat on the small bench opposite Xiao Liulang, gasping for breath.

  Xiao Liulang glanced at her for unknown reasons, and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

   "...No." Gu Jiaosheng said irresistibly, "I just played with charcoal for an afternoon."

  Xiao Liulang is not surprised that she is disguised as a man. She always wears Gu Yan’s clothes when she goes out, and Yao directly makes several sets for her alone.

  His gaze fell on Gu Jiao's dark little hand, only as if she was going to play with Xiao Jingkong, there was no doubt about it, but his own expression was in a trance for a moment, as if he had remembered a long time ago.

  Gu Jiao noticed Xiao Liulang's daze. She leaned forward slightly, approached him and asked, "Msang Gong, what's the matter with you?"

  Xiao Liulang regained her senses and brought another copper basin to fetch water for her to wash her hands.

   "Nothing." He looked down and said, "I played when I was a kid."

  But I’m not really playing, I was caught and smashed!

  Gu Jiao secretly swears that her little sacks will come in handy one day!

  咝——

  Hands are sore.

  The next day, the family ate breakfast, went to school, and went to school. Gu Jiao happened to have a visit in the morning. It was a patient who had sutured the wound a few days ago. She came to the door to remove the stitches and went on the way with the Hanlin Hospital.

  The two took Liu Quan’s carriage to the vicinity of the Imperial Academy.

  At this moment, there are all high-value Hanlin officials and Shujishi, the street is blocked, and the carriage can't get in.

  Xiao Liulang got out of the carriage.

   "I'll see you." Gu Jiao got out of the carriage as she said.

Xiao Liulang did not refuse.

  Along the way, Xiao Liulang remained silent.

   "Msang Gong, are you unhappy?" Gu Jiao asked.

   "What?" Xiao Liulang was slightly startled.

   "You seem to be unhappy lately." Gu Jiao paused, and corrected her words, "It's not unhappy, it's just that... I feel worried."

  It's been like this since he rescued his aunt. Gu Jiao recalled it carefully. It seemed that nothing major happened that night. If it hadn't been said, he was probably pinched by Long Yingwei.

Well.

  She is also angry.

  Her father-in-law can only be pinched by her.

   "No." Xiao Liulang's eyes moved slightly, denying, "No unhappy."

  Speaking, several Hanlin officials’ conversations sounded in front of them.

   "Hey, have you heard that? Princess Xinyang has returned to Beijing!"

   "Are you serious? Princess Xinyang really returned to Beijing?"

   "What I heard with my own ears, there is still a fake!"

   "How could she return to Beijing? Didn't she never come back again in this life?"

   "Yes, she is not afraid of being hurt by touching the scene, thinking of the little Hou Ye who was burned to death by the fire?"

  ……

  Those people said that they entered the Imperial Academy, failing to notice that Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao were behind them.

  Xiao Liulang's expression has not changed much, but if he has the heart, he will find his body slightly stiff.

   Seeing him look as if nothing had happened, Gu Jiao refrained from asking him.

  Send Xiao Liulang to the entrance of the Hanlin Academy and watch him walk in personally. Only then Gu Jiao turned and returned to Liu Quan’s carriage: "Uncle Liu, I'll go to Zhuque Street."

"okay!"

   Liu Quan drove the carriage to Zhuque Street.

  This is one of the streets closest to the imperial palace. It is said that either the old indigenous people or the most powerful and powerful people live on the street.

  The family that Gu Jiao was visiting lives at the east end of Zhuque Street. Due to the recent road construction, the carriage could not be driven in either.

  "Then I will wait for you here." Liu Quan said.

   "Thank you, Uncle Liu." Gu Jiao got out of the carriage and walked to the patient's house with a small basket on her back.

  It was a thirty-year-old scholar who accidentally injured his right hand for writing. From the back of the hand to the palm of the hand, he made almost a circle, and Gu Jiao stitched a dozen stitches.

  He healed well, and Gu Jiao took him off the stitches and moved him.

   "How do you feel?" Gu Jiao asked.

   "It's okay." At first, he didn't dare to exert too much force. After two movements, there was no other discomfort except for slight pain. "Can I still write later?"

   "Of course you can." Gu Jiao said, "You practice slowly, don't worry, and don't be afraid."

"Okay!" He was overjoyed, thinking of something, he suddenly became sneaky, walked to the door and looked around, and then whispered to Gu Jiao to make sure that no one was around, "By the way, Doctor Gu, your medical skills are so good, you can... …Can cure tuberculosis?"

   "Tube? Pulmonary tuberculosis?" Gu Jiao looked at him and asked.

  The scholar whispered: "It should be, I heard my mother say that time, and my mother wants me not to go to their house."

  Gu Jiao said: "Pulmonary tuberculosis is contagious. It is right for your mother not to let you go."

The scholar sighed: "I understand, I didn't blame my mother, but...it's a pity, their family is not very good, their family has lived here for generations, and they used to be prominent. Now there is nothing left. If the disease is not cured, I'm afraid that their whole family will be dragged down and they will sell the house here."

  Gu Jiao asked, "Here? Their family also lives on this street?"

   "Hmm." The scholar nodded, "It's... the mother of my classmate..."

   Classmate? My sweetheart is almost.

  Gu Jiao sees through and doesn’t say, "Where do I live?"

  Half a quarter of an hour later, Gu Jiao appeared in another house at the east end of Zhuque Street...the back door.

  Yes, it's the back door.

  The scholar did not dare to go out through the front door, worrying about being caught by his father and mother. He took Gu Jiao from the small street at the back door, but it was a pity that he was caught by his mother only halfway through.

  He showed Gu Jiao the way in a hurry.

  He also paid the consultation fee.

  Gu Jiao looked at the concealed back door before her eyes: "It should be... here, right? Strange, why is there no one?"

  Yes, I heard that this family has fallen into trouble and has already dismissed the subordinates in the family. During the day, his classmate is studying at the college, and only the classmate’s sister and the patient are at home.

  But because the pulmonary tuberculosis is contagious, the patient was admitted to the second hospital at the back, and his children were hardly allowed to come.

  So Gu Jiao is right to go through the back door, and you can see the patient's room when you go in.

   "Which one is it?"

  Gu Jiao stepped across the threshold.

  The yard is very clean. There are some flowers on both sides. Gu Jiao does not understand flowers, but thinks that these flowers are more beautiful than those in the Royal Garden.

  Being sick and having leisure time to grow flowers is not very similar to the lingering illness and negative life that the scholar said.

  There was a low cough in a wing.

  Gu Jiao put on the mask she took out of the small medicine box, came to the front of the wing, and gently opened the door.

  In fact, there were people in the house, sitting on the beam of the room. Gu Jiao didn't find him, but he saw Gu Jiao at a glance.

  However, he did nothing, so Gu Jiao approached the bed.

  The curtain fell on the bed, and Gu Jiao gently lifted the curtain open.

  She thought that she would see a sallow complexion, a dying ill person, who described it as embarrassing, but she saw an indescribable clouded face.

  She was covered with a thin quilt, her black hair was as satin, and her skin was as fine as white porcelain.

 It’s a pity that Gu Jiao only glanced at it, and she turned her side in her sleep, her face in, Gu Jiao could no longer see her face.

  The surprise that was just a glimpse still clearly remained in Gu Jiao's mind.

  "This, is this really the pulmonary tuberculosis patient who the scholar says?"

  It’s not that patients with pulmonary tuberculosis cannot be beautiful, but when they are seriously ill, they will first look bad. In addition, the scholar keeps giving her vaccinations along the way, saying don’t be scared by the patient’s appearance or unkempt.

  Is this still unkempt?

  There is no one more clean and elegant than her.

  Gu Jiao couldn't figure out what was going on either, she didn't expect that she had left the wrong house for the time being.

  She gently took out one of her hands and gave her pulse.

  From the pulse condition, it is not like pulmonary tuberculosis.

  She took out her stethoscope again, listened carefully, and finally determined that it was not tuberculosis.

   is myocarditis and also a kind of heart disease.

  Heart disease is a very complicated disease, no matter which one is very difficult.

   Fortunately, her heart disease is not serious enough to require surgery, but she can't be careless. Judging from her appearance, she should suffer from normal days.

  This kind of heart disease blocker and amiodarone are effective, but there are self-developed special drugs in the research institute, and the effect is better.

  Gu Jiao opened the small medicine box and took out a box of special medicine. She planned to pack it in her own porcelain bottle, but found that the porcelain bottle in the small back basket was used up.

  It happened that there were several medicine bottles on the table. Gu Jiao picked up one at random and poured out the pills inside and smelled it.

"This is a high-level health pill. There is no symptomatic effect." Gu Jiao poured out the pill from the bottle, filled the white pill of the special effect medicine, and put a small cloth strip on the bottle to write down the usage and dosage. Then he got up and left.

  In the front yard, a woman in her early thirties wearing a pale green cloak sent the princess to the carriage.

  "Master Yujin, please stay." The princess said gently.

  The woman who was called Master Yujin calmly and politely said, "Thank you, the princess, for visiting the princess, and also gave the princess medicine. When the princess wakes up, I will report to the princess. The princess has been here."

  　 Long Yingwei: I saw it all! ╭(╯^╰)╮ If you give me a monthly pass, I will tell the princess!

  (End of this chapter)