pappabearbooks Chapter 94 It's all better! Her Majesty is really better!
Chapter 94 It's all better! Her Majesty is really better!
Chapter 94 It's all better! Her Majesty is really better!
Outside the Lizheng Hall, a large group of people knelt on the ground.
The Imperial Physician and the Imperial Physician of the Imperial Pharmacy, along with a group of famous doctors who were usually arrogant and haughty, all had their heads banged on the floor tiles and their buttocks sticking up high, none of them daring to raise their heads.
Suppressed sobs and Li Shimin's furious roars echoed from inside the hall.
"Useless! You're all useless! What's the point of keeping you around!"
With a loud crash of shattering porcelain, a medicine bowl flew out and smashed on the threshold, splashing dark brown medicine all over the ground and emitting a nauseatingly bitter smell.
The imperial physician shuddered, his forehead striking the cold floor tiles and drawing blood.
Li Lizhi led the little ox and ran all the way here.
Seeing this, the palace maids and eunuchs quickly made way, none of them daring to provoke bad luck at this critical juncture.
"stop!"
Just as they reached the entrance, an elderly imperial physician with a goatee stepped in front of them, blocking their way. This man was the deputy of the Imperial Pharmacy, and was known for his strict adherence to rules.
"Your Highness, Princess Jinyang, His Majesty is in a fit of anger, and Her Highness cannot be disturbed. Perhaps you two should—"
Get out of my way!
Li Lizhi, who was usually gentle and dignified, looked fierce at this moment.
She didn't have time to waste words with the old man, so she pushed him aside, grabbed Xiao Sizi, and rushed inside.
The old physician was pushed and stumbled. Before he could regain his balance, he saw the usually soft and cute little princess glaring at him menacingly, holding a bulging leather bag in her arms.
"Don't stop them from saving their mother!"
The two rushed into the inner hall.
The room was filled with an overwhelming smell of medicine, along with a stifling, deathly atmosphere.
The windows were all tightly closed, and the charcoal brazier was burning extremely hot, making it difficult to breathe.
Empress Zhangsun leaned against the headboard, her face no longer pale, but with a frightening ashen hue.
She opened her mouth, desperately trying to inhale, her throat making a hissing sound like a bellows, her chest heaving violently, but she couldn't get in much air.
Li Shimin sat by the bed, his eyes bloodshot and his hair disheveled, wiping the Empress's sweat with a handkerchief.
Hearing the noise, he turned around abruptly, his eyes so fierce they looked like he wanted to devour someone.
"go out!"
Upon seeing that they were his two daughters, the fierce glint in Li Shimin's eyes lessened somewhat, but his voice remained terrifyingly hoarse, "Don't come in—"
"Don't look. Take Sizi out."
He couldn't bear to let his child see his mother's final struggle.
"Father!"
Li Lizhi knelt down on the footboard with a thud, holding the porcelain bottle above her head. "This is medicine that Su Mu just brewed. He said it can save lives!"
"medicine?"
Li Shimin stared at the ordinary black porcelain bottle, gave a bitter laugh, and said, "So many miraculous medicines from the Imperial Hospital have become useless. What kind of medicine did that cook brew? Sugar water? Or one of those hard, rock-hard candies again?"
The violent coughing caused by the candied hawthorns last night was still fresh in Li Shimin's mind, and he was now filled with suspicion and fear regarding the words "produced by Su Mu".
"Dad! It's not a candy!"
Little Sizi put the leather tiger in his arms on the ground and huffed and puffed as he dragged over the glass bottle covered with a copper dome. "It's for air! Guoguo said that Mommy is out of air and needs to borrow some air from her!"
The imperial physician also entered at this moment and witnessed the scene, which terrified him.
"Your Majesty! You mustn't!"
He scrambled in, shouting, "Her Majesty is already on her last legs, how can she withstand such torment? What is that dark, indistinct thing made of? If it is—"
"Shut up!"
Li Shimin's loud shout interrupted his rambling.
He looked at the two young faces, which were filled with anxiety, and then looked back at his wife, who was barely breathing.
Guanyinbi had already started rolling her eyes, and her hands and feet were ice cold.
Let's try anything, even if it seems hopeless.
Even if it's poison, as long as it makes her death more comfortable, it's better than suffocating to death like this.
"Give it to me."
Li Shimin extended his hand.
Li Lizhi quickly uncorked the bottle. A rich aroma of pear mixed with caramel wafted out, surprisingly pleasant, without a trace of the bitterness of the herbs.
Li Shimin took the bottle and poured some into the teacup. The paste was as thick as amber, and it stretched into long strands.
Wang Dequan, with great tact, brought over some warm water.
Dissolve.
The dark brown broth swirls in the white porcelain bowl, its aroma sweet and refreshing.
Li Shimin held the bowl, his hands trembling slightly.
He scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and then fed it to Empress Zhangsun.
"Guanyinbi, have a sip."
His voice was so soft, as if he were afraid of startling something, "My daughter brought it to me, it's sweet."
Empress Zhangsun's consciousness was already somewhat blurred; she felt as if her throat was on fire, dry and painful. The sweet, moist steam approaching stirred a primal instinct within her.
She opened her mouth slightly.
The warm liquid slid down my throat.
There was no stinging pain as I had imagined, nor the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine.
The soup slid down the esophagus, and wherever it passed, the burning heat was strangely soothed.
It's like parched land receiving timely rain after a long drought.
The cool sensation rising from deep in my throat eased my constricted trachea slightly.
"Ugh————"
Empress Zhangsun let out a low moan and actually swallowed the spoonful.
It can be swallowed!
The despair in Li Shimin's eyes instantly reignited, and his hand stopped trembling as he quickly scooped up another spoonful.
After drinking a bowl of pear syrup, Empress Zhangsun's heart-wrenching cough subsided significantly, turning into low, labored breathing.
"Quick! That stove!" Upon seeing this, Li Lizhi quickly moved the strange-looking device to the head of the bed.
Little Sizi was already prepared.
She held the leather tiger in her two little hands, her expression solemn as if she were performing some kind of sacred ritual.
"Sister, the pipe!"
Li Lizhi picked up the vent tube, her hand trembling slightly, but she still placed it steadily below Empress Zhangsun's nose.
"pinch!"
The little ox pressed down hard.
Glug glug—!
A sound of water came from the bottle covered by the copper cover.
A breeze carrying the coolness of mint and the moisture of water sprayed out from the nozzle, landing right between Empress Zhangsun's nostrils.
The air inside the hall was so hot and dry; this moist, cool breeze was a lifesaver.
Empress Zhangsun paused her difficult inhalation for a moment, then took a deep breath.
The suffocating feeling, like it was about to explode, was greatly relieved as the moist air entered. The burning sensation in my lungs was taken away, and my dry airways were moistened.
breathe--!
His breathing, which was originally rapid and shallow, gradually became deep and long.
Li Shimin stared intently at his wife's chest.
Once, twice.
The bellows-like sound disappeared, replaced by faint but gradually steady breathing.
The frightening ashen complexion on Empress Zhangsun's face was gradually fading, and her brows were relaxing.
"He's alive—he's alive—"
Li Shimin's legs went weak, and he slumped onto the footstool, tears streaming down his face without warning.
The imperial physician knelt beside him, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.
He furtively raised his head, looking at the strange stove bubbling with water, then at the black porcelain bottle, his face filled with disbelief.
How is that possible?