Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

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Du Xiang coughed a few more times, with more phlegm in his voice, and looked in the direction of Li Shimin.

"Your Majesty, I feel that my time is running out. Your Majesty and I, your Majesty, have a duel with me. I hope that your Majesty can give my Du family dignity."

Li Shimin burst into tears when he heard that the veteran who had been with him for many years making suggestions seemed to be arranging funeral arrangements. He quickly walked to Du Ruhui's bedside and held his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaobao is here, you will be fine, Fang Mou Du Duan can't do without you! Ke Ming!"

For a time, the atmosphere in the entire ward fell into a state of solemn sadness. Du He and Du Gou were also crying profusely, not to mention Du Ruhui's old wife.

Yuchi Jingde couldn't bear it, so he choked and said to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, please go out and take a look."

Yuchi Baoqi also turned around and left the ward. Li Shimin thought that Yuchi Baoqi was also helpless, and was even more heartbroken.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Yuchi Baoqi came back after taking the stethoscope and thermometer, walked to Du Ruhui, lifted the quilt, and put the thermometer under Du Ruhui's armpit.

Du Ruhuileng was accidentally frozen by the cold thermometer and shivered. And because I had a thermometer under my arm, I didn't dare to use my arms, so my hands just drooped.

When Li Shimin saw Du Ruhui's hands drooping, he thought Du Ruhui was pouting, so he went up and shook Du Ruhui: "Keming! Keming! Xiaobao! Look at Keming, right?"

Yuchi Baoqi touched Li Shimin's forehead: "You don't have any fever, so why are you talking nonsense? Prime Minister Du's disease can be cured, so there is no problem. A good man will die if you let him go."

Du Ruhui closed his eyes and coughed twice, indicating that he was still alive, but there was no guarantee that he would survive being shaken by Li Shimin like this again.

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui's wives were both confused: "Can you cure tuberculosis? No, is there any other cure for tuberculosis?"

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "But you have to take medicine for life. After all, this disease will have complications. My immediate family members are all here. Let me tell you about the situation."

"Did Du Xiang often have fevers accompanied by symptoms such as cough, sputum, hemoptysis, night sweats, and chest pain?"

Du Ruhui's wife nodded: "The British father-in-law is right. He often mentioned that he had chest pain and coughing before."

Yuchi Baoqi shook his head: "A minor illness has become a serious illness. It used to be early-stage tuberculosis, and it can be cured with regular treatment and medication. Now it is likely that you will have to take medication for life."

As Yuchi Baoqi spoke, he looked at the watch on his hand, took out the thermometer under Du Ruhui's arm and looked at the light.

"Thirty-eight degrees, tsk tsk tsk."

Yuchi Baoqi flicked the thermometer: "I'm going to get the medicine. Don't disturb the patient. I'll be right back."

As soon as Yuchi Baoqi went out, she saw her father Yuchi Jingde sitting at the door of the ward, with Wang De standing next to him to comfort him.

"Mr. E, birth, old age, illness and death are the laws of the world. Don't be sad."

Yuchi Jingde actually cried: "I just watched... watching these old guys... slowly leaving one by one, I... I can't stand it."

Yuchi Baoqi walked up to Yuchi Jingde and said, "Dad, you are talking about Du Xiang to death? Du Xiang's disease can be cured, why are you still crying?"

Yuchi Jingde cried even harder and looked at Wang De: "Listen, there is nothing that can be done about this living beast. Who can cure this disease! Wait, what are you saying?"

Yuchi Baoqi turned around to get the medicine, leaving only Yuchi Jingde with his back and a raised middle finger.

Yuchi Baoqi walked to the prescription humming a tune and selected the anti-tuberculosis drugs isoniazid and rifampicin from the system space.

After making sure that no one saw her taking something out of the space, Yuchi Baoqi slowly walked back to the ward.

Yuchi Baoqi held several boxes of medicine and stood in front of Du Ruhui's bed: "Name, weight."

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui's wife were about to report, but Yuchi Baoqi reached out to stop them: "Let Prime Minister Du speak for himself."

Du Ruhui coughed a few more times: "Du Ruhui, courtesy name Keming. He weighs one hundred and thirty kilograms."

Yuchi Baoqi nodded, wrote three pills a day for isoniazid and six pills a day for rifampicin with a pen, and handed the two pill boxes to Du Ruhui's wife.

"Take these medicines according to the instructions above, and symptoms such as cough and fever will gradually reduce and disappear completely after six to eight months. However, I also said that there may be complications, so we will look at it at that time."

"Don't go to court these days, Prime Minister Du, and recuperate well. If you go back to recuperate, I will get you some disinfectant and carefully disinfect the items that Prime Minister Du used before. If you are still recuperating here, then stay here Come on, I'll make arrangements with the people at Zhuangzi and bring some food over every day."

Du Ruhui's wife took the medicine box: "No need, Mr. British. We are using the hospital canteen these two days. I will send someone to buy food from Zhuangzi. There is no one to serve you, so I will serve you. I'd better live here." More peace of mind.”

Li Shimin pointed at Du Ruhui: "Why don't you take today's medicine now?"

Yuchi Baoqi spread his hands and said, "Eat it. We will eat it at the same time tomorrow. Make a note of it."

Li Shimin took his watch off his wrist, checked the time, reported it to Du Ruhui's wife, and then handed the watch to her as well.

Yuchi Baoqi mentioned some taboos by the way: "Avoid cold and greasy food, avoid alcohol, and avoid excessive fluctuations in mood. Prepare meals with fresh vegetables, and you can add some shredded meat. You can eat two eggs a day, but don't eat egg yolks."

Du Ruhui's wife listened carefully and took note of the meaning. She took out the medicine bottle from the medicine box, unscrewed it, poured the required amount, and placed it in Du Ruhui's hand.

Li Shimin didn't want to disturb Du Ruhui's rest any more, so he gave Yuchi Baoqi a look and turned around and left. Yuchi Baoqi also said a few words and left.

When Yuchi Jingde saw Li Shimin coming out, he hurriedly came up and asked, "Erlang, how is old Dutou? Can he really be cured?"

Li Shimin nodded: "Xiaobao must be very capable. Even if Sun Shenxian shook his head at the disease, Xiaobao can cure it."

Yuchi Baoqi interrupted Li Shimin's bragging about himself: "Invite Divine Doctor Sun to help Du Xiang recuperate his body. He is suffering from severe loss of Qi and blood. This Divine Doctor Sun is even more powerful. I only have methods for some diseases. Later recovery will still be difficult." I need Divine Doctor Sun to help check it."

Wang De knew that Sun Simiao lived in a medicine house outside the palace city, so he told Li Shimin and quickly went to invite Sun Simiao.

Li Shimin saw that it was getting late, so he asked Wang De not to go yet. Yuchi Jingde directly took Li Shimin's hand: "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Why don't we stay in Zhuangzi today, and wait for the king's servant to invite Sun Shenxian to see him tomorrow? Let’s talk about it later?”

Li Shimin nodded: "That's all we have to do."