In the next two days, Du Ruo played a mix-and-match, what kind of minced fish, minced meat, vegetable foam, add it to the porridge as much as you like, and then in the days to come, the fourth master can use some pasta, soup noodles, fried noodles, mixed noodles She is not fooled by everything, and the soup ingredients are all made by herself, although the soup noodles are bland, the fried noodles are greasy, and the flavor of the mixed fabric is too heavy, but the fourth master is still very face-saving, and the food is clean.

Du Ruo insisted on the principle of eating less and eating more often, and the fourth master also followed her, even if he ate seven meals a day, he still opened his mouth obediently.

Du Ruo, who looked at it, was soft-hearted, racking his brains day by day to ponder the food, and turning the two little girls of Jiangya and Qushui around.

The fourth master saw that his spirit was getting better and better, Du Ruo and Su Peisheng were so happy that they walked with the wind every day, and no one even noticed when the imperial doctors who were guarding left one by one.

It wasn't until a month later that the fourth master was confirmed to have recovered by the imperial doctor, as long as he recuperated with peace of mind, Du Ruo completely let go of the heart that had been lifting, and she was looking at the fourth master with crooked eyebrows, so naturally she didn't notice Imperial Doctor Jiang's face that wanted to speak and stopped.

But the fourth master still has a lot of heart to put on this Imperial Doctor Jiang.

It's really too fast to ask for a pulse every day, and it's still a three-person consultation before! Why is this one person left?

Imperial Physician Jiang knelt down suddenly: "Fourth Master, the epidemic was rampant in the camp half a month ago, Long Live Lord issued an order not to disturb your illness and medical treatment, and the servants did not dare to disobey the order, so they never dared to report it, but now, now..."

"What the hell is going on!" The fourth master frowned, and suddenly felt bad in his heart.

"Long live the Lord was infected with the epidemic five days ago, and he has had a high fever since yesterday, and he has not woken up until now!"

The fourth master's face turned pale, he got up suddenly, rushed out in a big stride, and stopped abruptly in the courtyard, looking back at Du Ruo.

Du Ruo's hands were cold and covered in cold sweat, but he still forced a calm look, and only nodded and said, "I'm waiting here for my master to come home." ”

The fourth master opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, only nodded his head, and strode away.

Su Peisheng will still have weak legs, but looking at the appearance of the master, he immediately trotted to keep up.

Imperial Physician Jiang also got up and walked out quickly.

I couldn't see the three figures, Du Ruocai's legs were weak, and he fell straight down.

"Master!" Jiang Ya and Qu Shui quickly ran forward to support their master, both with pale faces and red eyes, and a pair of eyes looked up and down carefully with concern, for fear that something was wrong.

Du Ruo didn't hear anything, he didn't even feel that he was being framed, he only closed his eyes and suppressed the surging dizziness.

Kangxi has an epidemic? How can it be? Have you been in a coma since yesterday? Are you kidding? This one has lived to the sixty-first year of Kangxi!

Wait a minute!

Du Ruo raised his head suddenly, and a pair of eyes that had always been clear and Ling Ling were as cold as a sword at this time.

That bastard wants to be an emperor, will he wait, who knows history? Wait until he is not confused to ascend to that throne, will he wait?

Especially in the past three or four years, the atmosphere between him and Kangxi has become more and more tense, although he will not scold any 'son of Xinzhiku's cheap maid', but the scolding words will still not sound very good, and his power has been suppressed repeatedly.

Kangxi cared about this in the end, this was his son, and he didn't make a dead hand.

But will that bastard care that this is his 'father'?

"Master?" Jiang Ya tried to tremble all over his master, and immediately his heart jumped suddenly, and he couldn't make a sound in a hurry, only a mouth shape, and there was no sound at all.

Qu Shui is smaller than Jiang Ya, and when he sees that his master and his sister, who has always been kind, are like this, he is anxious to shed tears, and then he finally remembers to call someone, and he will run out as soon as he wipes his tears.

was pulled by Du Ruo.

"Master!"

"I'm fine." When Du Ruo made a sound, he realized that his throat was actually painful, and the sound of his mouth was also hoarse.

It was a rush of fire that came out of his throat.

You have to take some anti-inflammatory drugs, and then get the fire out, or you will be in trouble if you toss until you have a fever.

"Master?" Qu Shui saw that Du Ruo directly bent his index finger and middle finger, pinched and pulled it to his throat, and made a snapping sound, and in the blink of an eye, the piece of meat that had just been clamped turned red, and he immediately jumped up and hugged his master's arm: "Master, what's wrong with you?" Don't toss your body! If you are angry and angry, you send it to the minions, yes, you send it to the minions! The minions have rough skin and thick flesh, and they don't hurt. ”

Du Ruo shook his head amusedly, and pointed to his throat: "Fire, just pull it out." ”

Qu Shui's head was stimulated one after another, and he would still be confused! What's going on?

But Jiang Ya reacted, she didn't know how to have a headache when she was young, and her grandmother had pinched her like this, and it didn't hurt to pinch out three purple bumps with four corners on her forehead and the back of her neck. He stepped forward and pulled Qu Shui's arm down holding his master, and then helped the master to walk into the house and said, "Master, if you want to do anything, you have to go into the house first, in the end, it is cold outside." ”

Seeing that it will snow in a few days, how can the master stand outside for so long without even a cloak!

Du Ruo did not refuse, and went to the house with all his strength, but there was no pause in his hands, but when he entered the room, a raised purple pimple was already standing in the center of the white and slender neck.

Then there was one above and one on the bottom, and there were three purple bumps in a row on the white neck, the largest one in the middle, which was a little scary to look at from a distance.

Du Ruo poured two sips of water, coughed lightly, and felt much better, before he breathed a sigh of relief, quietly stuffed the anti-inflammatory medicine in the palm of his hand into his mouth, and poured another sip of water.

The fourth master over there had just arrived in front of the imperial tent, and there was a group of people standing at the door of the big tent.

"Fourth brother!" As soon as the tenth master saw his fourth brother coming, he immediately pounced on him as if he had found the backbone, and his already red eyes instantly turned even redder.

The ninth brother didn't follow this time, and the eighth brother had a posture of frequent small movements, and he was flustered during the day, and he couldn't sleep at night, but in a few days, he lost a lot of weight, compared to the fourth brother who had just recovered from a serious illness, he was actually more haggard.

"Old ten, what's going on!"

"I haven't found out yet," the tenth master rubbed his face and said in a low voice: "That day, the emperor Ama summoned two attendants of the Hanlin Academy, and in the afternoon he met two Mongolian princes, and the fever started at night. As for the two Mongolian princes, nothing unusual has been found so far. ”