xymnovel Chapter 127 The princess is a nice person, but she's not very pretty.
Chapter 127 The princess is a nice person, but she's not very pretty.
Chapter 127 The princess is a nice person, but she's not very pretty.
Lin Zhou didn't really care much about the fact that Princess Furui's brother was Emperor Xiaozong. He just vaguely remembered that Emperor Xiaozong had a high historical reputation, but he couldn't talk to that kind of person. These intellectuals would always come over and lecture him, and he wouldn't listen to them. He was too lazy to be pretentious with them.
After chatting with Princess Furui for a while, Lu You and his wife returned. When asked where they had been, they said that there was a big feast at Prince Rui's house at noon today, and Yangti had come early in the morning and called them all over. The prince also said that he wanted to chat with General Yue's daughter, so he kept Xiao'e for dinner. Lu You also had to do his work of revising books, so he returned early.
When the two saw Princess Furui beside them, Lu You felt a little embarrassed, since they were the ones who had ruined the poetry gathering that the princess had painstakingly saved up to organize last time.
"It's alright." The princess was quite magnanimous. "What's past is past. We just happened to run into each other today. He said he wanted to talk to me about business. Since it's business, let's stick to business. What happened before can't be considered a grudge."
"The princess possesses a dignified air."
Lin Zhou cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Princess Furui, then glanced at Lu You and asked, "Would you like to join us for a chat?"
Lu You shrank back and quickly waved his hand, saying, "It's too late. Mr. Li will be reviewing the book tomorrow. If we delay any longer today, we'll be scolded severely tomorrow. Let Wan'er stay here."
Tang Wan walked to the corner and skillfully picked up a can of Coke, opened it with a pop, and carried it to the table. After all, for young people, drinking tea is not as exciting as drinking Coke.
"I have already briefly explained this to the Princess."
Lin Zhou pointed to the many samples on the table: "Most of these items are actually for the Qiqiao Festival. They don't really have any real use; they're just for fun. But it's not good to keep them all in your hands, so I'm planning to have the Princess take some samples back to share with the girls in Lin'an City. She can set the trend, and we'll give her 30% of the profits. What do you think, Xiao Wan?"
Tang Wan sat there lost in thought for a moment, then suddenly picked up a pack of sanitary napkins. She turned it over and over in her hand and asked, "What is this? A handkerchief? It feels like cotton."
"This?" Lin Zhou said without batting an eye, "This is called a sanitary napkin, it's what women use when they have their period."
"Menstrual period?" Tang Wan, being incredibly quick-witted, immediately realized what she meant: "Your period?"
"right."
For a moment, both the princess and Tang Wan felt a little awkward. Tang Wan was alright, after all, she had been with Lin Zhou for quite some time and had come into contact with all sorts of strange things. But the princess had never experienced anything like that. Her first reaction was that she felt offended, and a hint of displeasure appeared on her face.
But Lin Zhou obviously didn't notice the fat princess's expression and continued to say to Tang Wan, "Last time, it was either you or Brother Ying who mentioned that menstrual cloths were only for rich families. Girls from ordinary families could only stay at home during their periods. I was thinking of getting a batch to take a look. These aren't for sale; they're just for girls in need around here to come and get them. You can distribute them to them when the time comes."
Tang Wan fiddled with the sanitary napkin with great interest: "Oh, Brother Lin is really showing kindness, isn't he? Perhaps he's taken a fancy to some pretty little girl?"
"Stop talking nonsense." After saying that, Lin Zhou picked up another box of fever reducers: "This one is more precious. A few days ago, I heard people on the street saying that there have been a lot of colds and flu cases lately in the spring. Then someone's child had a high fever and died. And then someone's newborn baby didn't survive after getting sick. I've been keeping an eye on this. When the time comes, just tell the people around you that if anyone has a child with a fever, they can come and get the medicine."
Princess Furui frowned, listening to their conversation with great curiosity. At this moment, Tang Wan picked up a capsule: "This medicine is strange. Why is she dressed like this? Is it effective?"
"If there are no problems, over 99% of fevers can be cleared up with one of these and one anti-inflammatory pill. If that doesn't work, then there's basically nothing more that can be done." Lin Zhou looked up. "These two things aren't for sale. No matter who it is, no matter how much money they offer, I won't sell them to them even if they're feverish. You can only get them from you, you understand what I mean?"
"I understand." Tang Wan nodded and said, "If we use it to make a profit, some people will be envious, but if we only bring it to save lives, then it can be explained away later."
Princess Furui finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked curiously, "Is there really such a miraculous medicine in the world?"
Seeing that the princess didn't believe her, Tang Wan suddenly slapped her forehead and remembered something: "Sixth Aunt in front of the street, the one who always brings us a few homemade buns in the morning, her little grandson suddenly developed a high fever the night you left. Yesterday we sought medical help, and this morning he was talking nonsense. Everyone says that the child can't be saved, that he was born with a child's destiny, and that the Bodhisattva is coming to take him away."
"Buddha my ass." Lin Zhou curled his lip, saying with a disdainful look, "You'd be better off believing in me than in Buddha. Perfect timing, shall we go take a look? Bring the medicine."
"Hold on."
Tang Wan walked to the box at the back, squatted down and fiddled with it for a while, then took out an anti-inflammatory pill and turned to Lin Zhou, saying, "Brother Lin, this is the anti-inflammatory pill, right?"
"No, you should take the children's one, the pink one."
"Okay, got it." Tang Wan took the small pink pill and returned to the table. She picked up a piece of paper and placed the pill on it. "Brother Lin, this medicine looks strange. People might not believe you. Can these two kinds of medicine be mixed together?"
"Sure, we were eating together anyway." Lin Zhou watched her actions: "What are you doing?"
Tang Wan chuckled and took out a small stick to crush the pill into powder. Then she tore open the capsule and mixed the granules with the powder: "When the time comes, we'll just pour it into the child's mouth, and no one will know what we've poured in."
"It still has to be you, such a talented woman," Lin Zhou nodded and smiled. "Let's go!"
The two stood up, and Princess Fu Rui didn't ask them any questions or put on airs. Instead, she got up and followed them, filled with curiosity and a desire to explore.
Arriving at Aunt Liu's shop not far away, the always smiling old lady was sitting at the door wiping away tears, and a bitter smell of medicine wafted from inside.
Tang Wan stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Sixth Aunt, how is Xiao Yao?"
"The doctor said—Xiao Yao won't live past tonight. He hasn't spoken; he's just been twitching since morning, only able to drink a little water." The old woman was in tears as she said this: "It's all over, my little one isn't meant to be—"
Tang Wan and Lin Zhou exchanged a glance, and Tang Wan said softly, "Brother Lin has also heard about this. He's always been known as a little miracle worker. Since the doctors all say he won't make it, why don't we let him take a look?"
The old lady looked up at Lin Zhou and vaguely remembered this matter. After all, Lin Zhou's reputation as a little immortal was quite famous in the community, and now that he was willing to take action, it was naturally the best thing.
"Look at me—I completely forgot about it! Oh dear, my little one—it's all my fault!" The old lady cried uncontrollably, clutching Lin Zhou's hand and sobbing, "Little immortal, you must save my strange grandson—"
"What nonsense are you spouting? Ugh." Lin Zhou shook off her hand and walked straight inside: "While you were wailing, you could have already forced the medicine down my throat."
Lin Zhou didn't know how the concept of "human life is of paramount importance" was understood here, but in his relatively simple value system, a person's life, especially a child's life, was indescribably precious. No matter how much trouble or how much benefit this matter might bring him, he wouldn't consider it at the moment.
In short, the priority is to save the person.
When the group went upstairs, they saw a young woman holding a child and sobbing. The child in her arms had a fever, his face was flushed, and his jaw was clenched.
"#————Get out of the way."
Lin Zhou roughly yanked the woman away, then sat on the edge of the bed and ripped off the blankets covering the child: "Wine!"
Tang Wan hurriedly ran back to the shop to get some strong liquor. Lin Zhou poured the Erguotou into his hand and then began to apply it to the child's palms, soles, armpits, groin, and other areas. After the physical cooling effect, the child's complexion was noticeably better. Then, Lin Zhou mixed the packet of medicine powder in a bowl, added warm water, and after a while, pinched the child's nose and slowly poured it down his throat.
He's not a doctor, but even if he's never eaten pork, he's seen pigs run, right? He did do emergency medical training when he was a volunteer.
After the medication was taken, Lin Zhou opened the windows and covered the child with a blanket. He stood by the window, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly with everyone else present.
Perhaps people in this era don't have much drug resistance, because the drug takes effect in an exceptionally short time, less than ten minutes in total. The little boy's forehead started to sweat noticeably, and then the shrimp-like color faded.
The sweat broke out, and the temperature dropped. The person was saved. He threw the cigarette butt out the window, sniffed, walked over and touched the child's forehead, then looked up at Tang Wan, gesturing for her to touch it too.
Tang Wan cautiously stepped forward and touched the person, feeling a warm sensation. It wasn't exactly cold, but still had some residual warmth. Clearly, the person had been snatched back from the brink of death.
"Walk."
Lin Zhou tossed his hand away, not even glancing back at the grateful family, and walked out the door with an air of arrogance.
"Am I handsome?" As they approached his shop, he suddenly lost his composure and turned to Tang Wan, asking, "Did I have that air of superiority just now?"
"Of course! He's practically a living little deity!" Tang Wan's eyes sparkled. "Brother Lin, don't I look like a little Taoist attendant beside a deity?"
"No, you don't seem like a good person at all."
Who was the most shocked by this? It wasn't Aunt Liu's family, since they knew of the Little Immortal's reputation. Nor was it Tang Wan, since Tang Wan knew countless strange and wonderful things about Lin Zhou.
The most astonishing and mind-blowing thing here was Princess Fu Rui, who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines. Just now, Lin Zhou's work was something that no doctor could do; it was magic that only appears in stories and picture books!
She had to tell her brother that she had really met a deity among the common people!
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