"Why is the emperor depressed?"

At night, Shu Wan could hear that Kangxi's breathing next to her was not calm, as if he was sighing heavily, but he was trying his best to hide it.

She gently stroked Kangxi's brows, in the dim candle flame, his eyes flickered, and his mood seemed to fluctuate, but in a blink of an eye, he returned to impermanence, held her hand and pecked it, "It's okay, it's just that the sound of the rain makes me upset." ”

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were days of heavy rains, floods in Shandong, Henan and other places, the Yellow River burst its banks, and hundreds of people were destroyed and displaced.

Not to mention those soldiers who are working hard in the south, the weather in the south is even more humid and sultry, the soldiers have to shuttle in the forest grass and trees, mosquitoes are infested, piles of piles are raging, many people are dying because of malaria, plus the grain and grass, medicinal materials are already stretched, this heavy rain, if it is not stored properly, that...

"The emperor must be worried about state affairs again," she smiled lightly, and her little hand blindfolded him, "Even if the emperor is awake like this again, the rain will not stop, it is better to sleep well and take care of your body, maybe tomorrow will be a sunny day." ”

His eyes looked at the gorgeous bed tent, and he seemed to be looking into the distance through the bed tent, and his voice seemed to come from far away, "Wan'er, why do you say that I can't control the birth, old age, sickness and death in this world?" I, aren't you the emperor? ”

She lay on his chest, hugging his waist, three thousand green silks hanging behind her, candle flames jumping on her hair, like a legendary goblin who seduces the soul, "Who said that the emperor can't control it, doesn't the emperor want whoever wants to die?" ”

"What if I want to live alone?" He rubbed her chin, "You say, can whoever I want to live can live?" ”

This is naturally not good, everything has a way, there is a time to die, there is a time to live, if you want people to die and want people to live, even if you are the emperor, you can't be so capricious.

"If the concubine tells the truth, the emperor is afraid that she will be angry."

He smiled, and then pulled her into his arms, his heart beating hard, thumping, as if he was going to pick out his chest, "I won't be angry with you, okay, sleep." ”

Shu Wan listened to the heartbeat and the pretending steady breathing, and pretended to be asleep again, she thought.

The next day, she got up early in the morning, she didn't sleep all night, she didn't feel tired, she had been practicing the exercises and she was extremely energetic, and it didn't matter if she didn't eat or sleep for a few days.

But she is also a greedy and sleepy person, which is like the Coke dependence that many people suffer from in modern times, in fact, a bottle of Coke is not a big deal, but if you don't drink it, you feel a kind of scratching liver and heart.

Seeing Kangxi lying on the bed with two black eye circles, it seemed that even if he fell asleep, he was not sleeping well, Shu Wan kissed the corner of his mouth, and then carefully got up and got out of bed, ready to go to the small kitchen to make breakfast.

As soon as I got up, I heard him say behind him, "Wan'er, where are you going?" ”

It turned out that I didn't fall asleep at all.

Shu Wan didn't break it down, and said softly: "Why did the emperor wake up so early?" ”

He rubbed his forehead, in fact, he woke up all night and said with a smile: "You woke up early." ”

"The concubine didn't sleep well last night, so she thought about getting up to make breakfast for the emperor, the emperor is used to going to court without breakfast, and today is just getting up early, so let's have breakfast with the concubine."

"Okay, then you can go."

By the time Kangxi cleaned up, Shu Wan had already prepared breakfast.

The pearl rice was washed last night, the filling for the vegetarian bun was easy to prepare, and the soy milk had already been ground, plus someone had done it, so it was easy to prepare, and Shu Wan also added half a drop of spiritual spring water to the porridge.

Even if Kangxi is a true dragon emperor, he is also an ordinary person, and not sleeping all night and having a lot of worries will always hurt his liver and body.

After drinking the porridge with Lingquan water, Kangxi habitually rubbed his forehead and found that the symptoms of the headache were alleviated a lot, "This porridge is good, fresh and refreshing." ”

Shu Wan picked up a vegetarian bun with silver chopsticks and put it in front of Kangxi, "Although the emperor has to work hard for state affairs, he must also pay attention to his body, this porridge is light, and it is most suitable with this vegetarian bun, if the emperor thinks it is delicious, he can eat more, and he can also be energetic." ”

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After sending Kangxi away, Shu Wan casually stirred the porridge in the bowl with a jade spoon, and said, "The last time Eniang Palace came to see the concubines, I talked about my brother as I talked, and I read that my brother's letter said that many people in the military camp now have malaria, and this palace is the first time I have heard of this disease, is it really powerful?" ”

Xiao Douzi's face appeared solemn, he fled from the south to the north, in the south he saw a lot of people with malaria, also called swings, all of them were tortured by this disease to death, the death is called a pain, "very powerful." ”

"More powerful than Miki?"

"No, it's good to get through it, but none of the people who have malaria are cured, all of them... What's that. Xiaodouzi made a gesture to wipe his neck, as if he remembered something terrible, and shivered all over.

"Oh, I see."

Shu Wan responded lightly, and carefully recalled in her mind the symptoms of people with malaria who had spent time on Baidu, first chills, chills all over the body, goosebumps, pale complexion, and sore joints.

When the cold disappears, the complexion turns red, the body temperature rises, and the fever increases, followed by vomiting, headache or convulsions.

Finally, there is the intermittent period of sweating, sweating profusely, soaking wet clothes, and feeling comfortable.

Soon after, it will recur, repeating many times and causing pain.

And in ancient times, there was no Tu Youyou, and there was no artemisinin or other antimalarial drugs, although there were prescriptions for treatment, but the effect was not great, more often, the doctors used a more simple and crude method to treat malaria - bloodletting, and the mortality rate after suffering from malaria was almost 100%.

After thinking about it like this, he suddenly lost his appetite, and put down the jade spoon in his hand with a 'snap', "The palace is finished eating, let people clean it up." ”

According to his brother's letter, malaria is rampant in the military camp now, although Kangxi ordered people to light wormwood every day to drive away mosquitoes, and everyone carries a cool ointment that can prevent mosquito bites, hoping to minimize casualties, but this is far from enough, the soldiers with malaria can not continue to march, can only camp on the spot, and the disease is contagious, if you are not careful, you will be infected.

Although my brother said it easily in the letter, is this really the case?

Long-term illness and serious illness can destroy a person's mind the most, although these soldiers have been fighting all year round and have been accustomed to death, but this does not mean that they are not afraid of death, most of the soldiers are ordinary people, there are parents and children in the family, and joining the army to fight is to serve the court, but it does not mean that they do not want to go home safely.

Malaria is raging, and people in the army are panicking, everyone is worried that they will be infected with this disease in the next second, and people's hearts are unpredictable and the sea is difficult to measure, so when she thinks about it, she is even more worried about her brother who is far away in the military camp.

Although she doesn't have the ability of Tu Youyou, and she can't study artemisinin, but she has a spiritual spring, and the spiritual spring plus the pill in her space, I don't believe that she can't cure a malaria.

Thinking like this, Shu Wan hurriedly asked people to pick a lot of Artemisia annua for her, she couldn't just make this medicine for malaria for no reason, she still had to find a good name.

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Kangxi looked at the fold that had just been sent urgently from the south, his hands trembled, and he couldn't wait to tear every word on the fold.

This is already the third batch, another batch of soldiers infected with malaria, another batch!

Liang Jiugong looked at Kangxi with a terrifying face on the side, his neck and arms contracted as much as possible, trying to compress his presence to a minimum, and at the same time he didn't dare to make a sound, even the faintest breathing.

Why can't I find a cure, every time I send an excerpt, looking at more and more names on the excerpt, Kangxi will feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

The anger and powerlessness that were suppressed in his heart and could not be vented tormented him all the time.

Gritting his teeth, he continued to look through the fold in his hand, and a familiar name in the first line of the second page jumped into his eyes: Maja Boshi!

Is there a second man in this army named Maja Boshi?