kvmb Chapter 125 Seeing Zhang Ping Again
Chapter 125 Seeing Zhang Ping Again
Looking at Shi An, who was pale and weak, Chu Ci was filled with worry: "My husband almost fainted just now, and he kept saying that his chest felt tight. Please take a look at him quickly!"
The doctor nodded and said "okay," then gently placed her right hand on Shi An's pulse.
She closed her eyes slightly, carefully sensing the changes in her pulse.
After a moment, the young woman frowned deeply and muttered to herself, "This..."
Upon seeing this, Chu Ci's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Is it serious?"
The female doctor looked up at her, her face showing difficulty, and said, "To be honest, young lady, recently, several men in the capital have developed the same symptoms as your husband. However, so far, we have not been able to find a cure for this disease, and can only temporarily relieve the patients' pain through acupuncture."
"what?"
Chu Ci was somewhat surprised, and the chilling case of the burial of a corpse using the Bagua diagram involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
She frowned and quickly asked, "Approximately how many people are there?"
After a moment's thought, the person opposite replied, "About seven or eight."
Chu Ci's heart sank. Just as she was about to ask for more details, she found that Shi An's condition was getting worse.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat, his lips were bloodless, as pale as a sheet of paper, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Chu Ci quickly shifted her attention to Shi An and said anxiously, "Please give my husband acupuncture first."
The female doctor responded and quickly took out silver needles from her medicine box, skillfully performing acupuncture on Shi An.
In a short while, Shi An's breathing gradually calmed down, and his tense face relaxed a little.
Seeing that the person was getting better, Chu Ci breathed a sigh of relief. While secretly rejoicing, a deep sense of self-reproach welled up in her heart again.
She couldn't help but secretly blame herself for not bringing Shi An to seek medical treatment until he was in such a state; it was truly wrong of her.
Returning home that night, she stayed by Shi An's side without sleeping, writing a letter in haste and sending it by fast horse to the military camp to ask for leave from her superior.
At the same time, he also sent Zhang Ping the latest news about Shi An's condition and provided her with clues.
On the third day of Chu Ci's leave, at noon, sunlight streamed through the window and shone on Chu Ci, who was busy in the kitchen.
After careful simmering, a pot of steaming, fragrant rice porridge was finally ready.
Not long after, Shi An slowly woke up.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his previously hazy gaze had become much clearer and brighter.
Looking at Chu Ci's concerned face, Shi An felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
"My wife..."
"I'm here."
Chu Ci carefully helped Shi An up, gently scooped up a spoonful of warm rice porridge, and slowly brought it to his lips.
Throughout the entire process, Shi An's beautiful but slightly tired eyes remained fixed on Chu Ci, as if afraid that if she blinked, this gentle and considerate person in front of her would disappear.
"Shi An, you've suffered... It's all my fault. I've been too neglectful of you lately."
Chu Ci was filled with remorse, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze brushing across a lake.
Upon hearing this, tears welled up uncontrollably in Shi An's eyes again, sliding down her pale, paper-white cheeks.
His body trembled slightly as he slowly leaned into Chu Ci's warm embrace, like a fragile porcelain doll.
Chu Ci kissed Shi An's forehead tenderly, her arms unconsciously tightening around him.
"I won't go anywhere these next few days. I'll stay home and stay with you so we can both get better."
Shi An nodded gently, stretched out her thin arms and tightly wrapped them around Chu Ci's neck, pressing her cheek against her neck to feel the familiar scent and warmth.
The two snuggled together intimately, their whispered sweet nothings conveying endless tenderness.
Shi An's long hair was casually draped behind her, looking somewhat messy.
Chu Ci focused intently on gently smoothing the strands of hair with her fingers, her movements elegant and meticulous.
When she looked at Shi An again, he had already fallen asleep without her noticing, his breathing steady and quiet.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window and shone on Shi An's face as she slept.
Chu Ci got up early, and after carefully tidying up, she carried Shi An to Zhong An Hall again.
Throughout the journey, Chu Ci carefully protected Shi An, afraid that even the slightest mishap would make him uncomfortable.
The female doctor who came to administer acupuncture appeared to be middle-aged, with some signs of aging on her face, but this did not diminish her superb medical skills and rich experience.
With practiced skill, she accurately inserted each silver needle into the acupoints, her movements fluid and seamless.
Compared to yesterday, this young lady's skills were clearly superior, and the effects of her acupuncture were immediate.
After returning to his residence, Shi An's mental state improved significantly.
Seeing her husband gradually regain his energy, Chu Ci became more and more calm, and at the same time asked the question that had been bothering her.
"Shi An, your illness these past few days has been quite sudden. As far as I know, quite a few other men have also experienced similar symptoms. Think back carefully, have you come into contact with anything you've never done before recently?"
Upon hearing this, Shi An leaned gently against the bedside, her brows furrowed, and she fell into deep thought.
After a while, as if he had suddenly thought of some important clue, he abruptly raised his head and said.
"Oh right! I remember now... About two weeks ago, I bought a new batch of rouge and face powder. Ever since I started using them, my mind has been gradually becoming a little hazy. But lately, because my mind hasn't been clear, I haven't thought about it at all, and it wasn't until today that I remembered."
Upon hearing this, Chu Ci quickly asked, "Do you remember which shop you bought it from?"
Shi An answered without hesitation, "It's in Linglongfang."
"Linglongfang..."
Chu Ci murmured the name softly, and memories of the shop vaguely surfaced in her mind.
The spices sold at Linglongfang are renowned in the city for their superior quality and wide variety.
It seems that Shi An's illness is related to this store...
Two hours later, I successfully coaxed Shi An to sleep again.
Chu Ci immediately went to Dali Temple.
After receiving the news the previous night, Zhang Ping immediately launched an investigation.
Now, she has a thorough and clear understanding of the situation of those sick children.
Moreover, she specially invited skilled imperial physicians from the palace to conduct an in-depth analysis of these spices in order to identify the various components they contained.