The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 459 Only Half a Pill

The grandmother shook her head and said: "There is no other way but to quit forcibly. But fortunately, Rouer's poisoning is not deep now, and the outbreaks are not frequent. As long as you grit your teeth and endure it, it will be fine."

"However, how can Rou'er withstand the pain of being poisoned?" The empress dowager's tears kept rolling in her eye sockets, she took out her handkerchief, and gently wiped off the sweat and saliva stains on her face with water .

"If you can't stand it, you have to bear it. Once you take this kind of pill, you will become addicted. When marching and fighting in the past, soldiers who were seriously injured would give a pill to relieve pain. But there are also people who are afraid of addiction and would rather grit their teeth and endure the pain." The pain in her limbs shows how powerful this medicine is. There is still a chance for Rou'er to endure it now, but if she is allowed to go on like this, I'm afraid there will be no possibility of healing."

Grandma and grandma are not scaremongering, but sincerely speaking.Seeing Shui Qingrou's current state, grandma and grandma couldn't help but let her go, I'm afraid it would really hurt her.

"The imperial doctor is here." A court lady hurried in, followed by three imperial doctors.

The empress dowager hurriedly called the imperial doctor over as if she had seen a life-saving straw, obviously still holding on to a glimmer of hope.

The grandmother sighed, shook her head and stepped aside.

But the three imperial doctors took turns to diagnose Shui Rou's pulse, and finally shook their heads silently.The result is exactly the same as that of grandma and grandma.

"Ah! It hurts, I hurt." Shui Qingrou couldn't bear it anymore, and howled loudly.That voice was as shrill as a ghost, it was chilling to hear.

"Hurry up, think of a way." The empress dowager panicked again, wishing to kill the three helpless imperial doctors.

The water rolled gently on the ground twice, and no one could stop it.In the end, she gritted her teeth and endured it, and regained her sanity for a moment.Then he crawled towards his grandmother, pressed his stomach with one hand, and reached out to his grandmother's skirt with the other hand, pulled it tightly twice, and wailed: "Grandma, you It hurts me the most, I hurt, can you return the medicine to me?"

"Throw it away, you saw it just now." Grandma and grandma took a step back, but Shui Qingrou still held her skirt tightly, and kept crying: "Grandma, grandma!"

"Alas..." Grandma sighed, knelt down and touched Shui's soft hair, and helped her smooth the sweat-wet hair behind her ears.Then he stretched out his hand, and there was a pill in his hand.It was the one my grandma poured out and smelled just now.The other pills did throw away the bottle, but this one was tucked between the fingers of my grandmother.

Grandma originally wanted to see Shui Qingrou's ambition and let her bear it by herself.But now it seems that it will not work.Just took the pill out.

Shui Qingrou saw that there was really another one, her eyes lit up, and she rushed over to snatch it.Grandma and grandma withdrew their hands, and did not let Shuirou gently catch them.

"Grandma, please, take pity on Rou'er." Shui Qingrou actually started to kowtow to her grandmother, hitting the ground heavily, and her forehead was bruised and purple after a few hits.

"Old Madam Mo..." The Empress Dowager couldn't stand it any longer, and called out from the side.

The grandmother looked back at the queen mother, then at the imperial doctor who was shaking his head at a loss, and finally broke the pill in half, and handed half to Shui Qingrou: "Rou'er, I only give you half a pill today. I’ll give you half a pill tomorrow. Even if there’s no more episodes during this period, you’re not deeply poisoned, you’re not really addicted, you just need to endure the first two or three days and you’ll be fine.”

"Yes, grandma, Rou'er knows. Give me the medicine." Shui Qingrou nodded desperately, and crawled over, almost snatching the pill from grandma's hand.

No need for water, just put it in your mouth, stretched your neck, choked twice, and swallowed it.With that appearance, he didn't even look like a princess. He was clearly more desolate and sloppy than a beggar who had been hungry for three days.

After taking the half pill, only a moment later, Shui Qingrou's bluish complexion turned around, although her lips were still trembling, but they also turned rosy, much better than the ghostly look just now.The sweat on his face was wiped off, but Shui Qingrou now returned to the delicate appearance of pear blossoms with rain.

But at this time, she was no longer the pretentious gentleness of Jiao Didi, but was really powerless, as if she had died once.

"Rou'er, you have to write it down. You really can't take this medicine anymore." After the grandmother finished speaking, she wrapped the remaining half of the medicine in a handkerchief and put it beside her, saying, "At this time tomorrow, my name is Someone will bring you the medicine."

Shui nodded softly, but couldn't say a word because of his weakness.

The grandmother sighed, then turned to the Empress Dowager and said: "If the Empress Dowager loves Rou'er, you can no longer follow her temperament." After finishing speaking, the grandmother and grandmother bowed their heads to the Empress Dowager, which was regarded as a salute, and then leaned on the lion. Head crutches turned and left.

The empress dowager saw that her complexion had improved, but she was still as soft as an eggplant beaten by frost, and said angrily to the imperial doctor beside her, "Still watching in a daze? Find a way to cure Princess Rou, or you will have your heads."

The imperial doctors panicked in fright, and checked the pulse again, discussing how to relieve the poison of the Datura flower.But this medicine is strong, how can the imperial doctor not know the reason?Everyone is worried about their heads with trembling, and they can only be deceived for a while, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Feng Yao and the others waited anxiously outside the main hall, and occasionally heard Shui Qingrou's hoarse cry, each of them felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Mrs. Mo grew up watching Shui Qingrou, so she couldn't help but worry at this moment.He clenched Feng Yao's hand tightly and sighed.

Feng Yao originally held grudges towards Shui Qingrou, but seeing Mrs. Mo worried now, he also suppressed his hatred and turned indifferent, but if she had a little more sympathy, it would be nonexistent.

King Anping was casual. In his eyes, there seemed to be nothing particularly interesting, so he sat back in the carriage and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

It was Yan Shuo, Prince Anping's heir, whose eyes couldn't stop looking towards Feng Yao.In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore, and pretended to come over to comfort him and said, "Madam Mo, don't worry too much. The empress dowager announced the imperial doctor to go in, and the old lady will help inside. Rou'er will be fine."

"Yes, I hope so." Madam Mo didn't intend to strike up a conversation, but politely agreed.

Prince Anping turned to Feng Yao again and said: "Standing here is not a place to talk, the night wind is cold, why not take a rest in my carriage? My carriage is much more comfortable than the free carriage in the palace. There is also tea and snacks.”

(End of this chapter)