Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess novel Chapter 111

Sun walked slowly into the room and muttered, “Wenhao feels bad, too. Among all the princes, he has the best relationship with Yu Wenhuai.”

Wenhao went to Yu Wenhuai’s residence in the evening. When he came back, he hid in the study without having dinner.

Qingling also did not eat. In the afternoon, he had a meal with Sun, but he was still full.

She really had a bad appetite lately. The food was always cloying.

Wenhao hid in the study, and she also hid in the room. She opened the medicine cabinet and tidied up the medicine inside.

Drug-resistant TB streptomycin, rifampicin, ethambutol and hsitazinamide were four new drugs.

She hesitated.

In the initial stage of tuberculosis, the treatment period lasted from three months to six months. But Yu Wenhuai did not know how long he had been sick, let alone whether the tuberculosis bacteria had infected other places.

The medicine can be used for ten days. However, if the antibiotics were used, the drugs could not be cut off during the course of treatment. After the treatment, drug resistance wound develop. And even if the treatment was repeated, the possibility of cure was not high.

She could not guarantee that the medicine cabinet would be constantly updated with tuberculosis medication, because the medicine cabinet was capricious and she could not control. If the medicine was cut off, Yu Wenhuai would still be dead.

More importantly, it was unknown whether Yu Wenhuai had developed tuberculosis complications.

If Yu Wenhuai had not gone through her treatment, and followed his life path step by step, she would have nothing to do with him. At most, she would cry for her brother-in-law.

If she intervened, butYu Wenhuaidied finally, what would happen to her?

The royal affairs should not be easily touched. If it was not cured, the imperial doctor would have to lose his head. Even if she did not, she would probably have no good end. It was impulsive to cure the retired emperor at the thought of past.

If she let it go, she couldn’t get over it.

Qingling sat on a low table beside the bed and hugged Dooby, “Tell me, what should I do?”

The scars on Dooby had scabbed, but hair was falling around the wound, as marked by scars.

“Woof woof!” Dooby nuzzled her palm.

“Do what I want to do? Well, what does a dog know?

“Woof! Woof!”Dooby protested.” Don't forget who rescued you from Lord Huiding’s Mansion.

Qingling smiled and hit it on the head, “Come on. Don’t be arrogant. I'll give you a big chicken leg later.”

Dooby turned in circles happily.

Qingling’s injury almost recovered, and the imperial cook returned to the palace.

Sun did not know. Qingling told him that the imperial cook had returned to the palace. He was stunned and almost burst into tears.

“Your majesty did not eat the royal food less. Why you so care about it?”Qingling asked.

He was driven to distraction, “I thought that all the delicious food in the world was the same in my childhood. When he lived in his own house, I find out that my father had kept all the best cooks in the world in his palace.”

He waved his hand, “Well, I think I can visit Wenhuai.”

Qingling thought, “Can you take me?”

Sun looked at her in surprise, “Why don't you go with Wenhao? Wenhao was there today.”

“Did he not return to the yamen? I didn't know about it. I though he did.” Qingling hadn't seen him these two days. He's busy too.

“I met him outside, and he said he would go there. Perhaps he didn’t go back to yamen. After all, all matters have been figured out.”

“Have it done?” Such a big case would last for nearly a month.

“He should be demoted to the plebeian, and sentenced to exile.”

“Didn't Wenhao tell you about it?” Sun asked.