The crown prince's favorite girl, she found another good match

Chapter 134 Ways to relieve itching

His hand was firm and powerful, and when he held it in hers, it seemed to heat up her heart.

Li Baojia gradually let go of her hand and just stared at him blankly, seeming to have forgotten to speak. Zhao Yi took off her socks and saw her ankles.

The originally white and tender ankle was now highly swollen and surrounded by red dots. The red dots were connected together, which looked quite scary.

He asked, "What did the kid who caught you today look like?"

Li Baojia gradually calmed down and said, "She... is very thin and pretty. She looks about eleven or twelve years old. She has a mole on the tip of her nose and is a head shorter than me."

She described it quite carefully. Zhao Yi thought for a while and then supported her and said, "Lie down first. The imperial doctor will come and take a look at you later. Find a way to delay the illness first."

Li Baojia nodded obediently, tugged on a corner of his clothes and asked, "Can I... really be cured?"

Zhao Yi put his hand on her face. She had just cried and her face was still wet. Zhao Yi called someone to bring a basin in, wiped her face with a towel soaked in water, and said, "Don't worry, it will be cured." Yes, as long as you be good and take your medicine."

She let him rub it on her face until it was clean again. Soon after, Imperial Physician Deng came with several other imperial physicians, and Zhou Jinan came with him.

None of them came in, they just stood outside through the screen. Zhou Jinan wanted to come in, but Li Baojia refused to let him in.

The sky outside has gradually become brighter, and the rising sun shines on the flower-and-bird stone screen in front, casting a few shallow figures. They have been busy studying the disease this night. Now their eyes are all black and blue, but I can only cheer up.

Zhou Jinan looked energetic, but now he also had a worried look on his face, obviously thinking about Li Baojia's condition.

Zhao Yi was sitting next to Li Baojia's bed. Doctor Deng was startled when he saw the figure inside. He quickly knelt down and said, "Your Highness...how could you be in that place? Miss Li is infected with the plague. You'd better come out first."

Zhao Yi glanced at him and said, "It's okay. What happened to the patients you asked me to see?"

Imperial Physician Deng also knew that the temperament of the current Crown Prince of Dazhao had always been consistent. He was originally the dedicated imperial physician of the East Palace. He had followed Zhao Yi since he was a child, and he knew him best.

If it weren't for those things that happened when he was a child... His Highness probably wouldn't have developed such a weird temperament now.

He sighed leisurely in his heart and said: "Back to Your Highness, I checked the medical books today and found out some symptoms. This disease should be enhanced malaria."

Zhao Yi asked the people below to show him his seat. The doctor next to him helped him stand up and sit down tremblingly. He was now older and his legs and feet were a little inconvenient.

He took a breath and continued: "When this disease starts, there will be red pimple-shaped rashes, starting from the legs, and some people also start from the hands or face, and then slowly join together, starting When the swelling increases, the patient will feel itching that scratches the heart and lungs, and cannot help but reach out to scratch. If the skin is broken, the wound will become more ulcerated, and the ulcerated area will gradually turn black and eventually become necrotic."

"When the patient's whole body is necrotic, he is almost dead. This illness is very painful and sometimes accompanied by fever, cough and other symptoms."

Li Baojia was lying on the bed and asked: "What about the infection? How is this transmitted?"

This is what she is most concerned about now. She looks at the figure sitting in front of her bed. He is still holding her hand, probably because he is afraid that she will scratch it. She is really worried about whether he will...

"What I have discovered so far is that this disease is spread through wounds, blood, etc. For example, if a healthy person touches the blood of a patient, if he also has a wound, then he has a high chance of infection. There are still some people who are not infected yet. Find out how they got it."

Doctor Deng frowned and was a little puzzled: "According to what they said, they did nothing and had no contact with other patients, but they are still sick."

He shook his head and stroked his beard, his eyes and nose were all wrinkled together, and you could tell how puzzling he thought this was: "It shouldn't be, this... I have studied dozens of cases, and some of their patients have... I have had many close contacts with them, but I have not contracted the disease so far. The incubation period of this disease is very short... It stands to reason that this is the only way of transmission."

Zhou Jinan stood at the screen and looked at the shadow on the bed inside for a while, but couldn't see anything clearly. He asked, "Could those people be the source of these illnesses?"

"After all, there must be the first group of people to get the disease before it can be transmitted."

Doctor Deng thought about it for a while and said, "This is also possible."

Zhao Yi listened for a while, then easily held down Li Baojia's hand that wanted to secretly reach out to scratch under the quilt with one hand, and said at the same time: "Go and investigate those inexplicably infected people individually. Where did they come from, and what contact did they have in daily life?" Everyone needs to be found out."

Doctor Deng responded: "Yes, Your Highness."

"Xia Lin will take these doctors to investigate this matter. Doctor Deng will stay. Zhou Jinan, you also met the man who scratched Li Baojia that day. Bring some people to search the surrounding area. He shouldn't have gone far yet. Be sure to bring people back.”

He did pass by that person that day, and he came right after she left.

Zhou Jinan rarely became serious. He knew that it was useless for him to stay here. The best way was to catch the person as soon as possible and find out the source of the plague so that he could treat her.

Besides... when he thought of the person who caused Li Baojia to get sick, his folding fan broke in his hand.

Soon he led the people down, and there were only three people in the room, Imperial Physician Deng and Zhao Yi and Li Baojia.

Imperial Physician Deng came over and walked behind the screen. Zhao Yi exposed a small section of Li Baojia's ankle. The original color of that small section of ankle was now almost invisible, just a red patch.

When he saw Zhao Yi holding the unmarried girl's ankle tightly and holding her hand firmly with his other hand, he was also shocked.

Li Baojia now only had his head exposed, his face was red, and his round eyes were looking at Dr. Deng.

He did not dare to delay, so he quickly came forward to check Li Baojia carefully, checked Li Baojia's pulse, and said: "Your Highness, it is indeed the early symptoms of this plague, and I have just contracted it now."

Zhao Yi asked: "Is there any way to relieve her symptoms? She can't stand the itching now."

Li Baojia nodded quickly. She was really itching right now. It was itching all the way to her bones. She even thought in a daze that if she could be scratched to relieve the itching, she would leave a scar.

People like her who love and care about beauty have such thoughts. You can imagine how itchy she is now.

(End of this chapter)