In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

In this regard, Father Anassaro said: "Giulias, my friend, I know that such news will be difficult for you to accept, but Simonetta's beauty is the envy of God."

His implication is that Simonetta suffered the envy of heaven.

Giulias, who was in love with Simonetta, almost slapped Father Anassaro in the face.

But he couldn't do it, Father Anassaro was the face of theocratic power in Florence.

Desperate, Julius began to look for doctors in Florence, but the doctors waved their hands when they heard that the magistrate's wife was seriously ill.

In the end, Julius remembered that Lorenzo had mentioned to himself that one of his guest ministers had taught himself medicine, and only then did he find Anno.

Simonetta's current condition is coughing up blood, which brings out blood every time he coughs, and has a high fever, difficulty breathing, and chest pains.

In addition, according to Julius' description, when the world began to turn cold, Simonetta would sweat heavily after falling asleep.

Anno frowned, his eyes flashing.

He had seen a loosely documented case of this symptom in a manuscript.

But unfortunately, it seems that the patient did not persist for too long and died soon, resulting in no more information being recorded.

Anno took the bowl of warm water brought by the servant: "Madam, please drink this bowl of water first."

Simonetta coughed and nodded, and the servant helped her to sit up and drink water slowly.

Anno gave Giulias a gesture to go out and say.

The two came to the door, and Julius asked eagerly: "Mr. Lawrence, my wife, she..."

Anno sighed: "Mr. Julius, I have only heard of one such case of Mrs. Simonetta... I'll just say it straight, your wife's situation is very dangerous, But I..."

Juliaston was in a hurry: "But, but..."

"Listen to me, Mr. Julius." Anno looked at the flustered man, feeling a little depressed.

It is not only to grieve for the life that is about to pass, but also to sigh for not being such a genius.

Perhaps it should have been thought long ago that he could not be omnipotent.

"I will record your wife's condition first, and then I will go to several surrounding cities to find those university professors to discuss Madame Simonetta's condition."

"It's a no-brainer, this disease...isn't something I can fix."

"During this time, sir, do as I say."

Julius can only helplessly nodded: "You said." Now he has no choice.

"Don't go to the baptism anymore, the cold water on the head will make the fever worse; open the doors and windows during the day, cover the quilt, and let the lady get fresh air under the condition of ensuring the temperature; drink more hot water, be sure to drink more hot water , and the engraved blood must be disposed of as soon as possible."

"Also, don't eat animals in the water, don't eat chili peppers, try to only drink porridge for the lady, and don't put sugar."

Anno sighed: "If I do this... I can't save the lady, but it should be able to prolong the lady's life for a few days."

Julius nodded quickly: "Yes, I understand, thank you Lawrence."

Anno touched his forehead and shook his head: "It's just a drop in the bucket, I'll tell you the ugly things up front, Mrs. Simonetta... she may at any time... I hope you take good care of yourself. Be prepared, she is really sick."

Julius, the former playboy, looked at the floor silently, and suddenly covered his face and cried bitterly.

Anno sighed, took out a pen and paper from his cloth bag, and began to record the situation of Madame Simonetta.

Later, Anno walked out of Julius' mansion, only to bump into Lorenzo head-on.

Lorenzo looked sad.

Although he was a loser, he did love this woman.

"Simonetta she... how's it going." His voice was low and lost, his eyes dull.

Anno was silent, and after hesitating, shook his head.

"I need to consult with others."

Lorenzo pursed his lips and patted Anno on the shoulder: "Please do your best to heal Simonetta."

Anno looked at Lorenzo, not knowing what to say.

My heart was full of fear, but in the end, I chose to tell the truth: "I...may not be able to do it."

"I know." Lorenzo forced a smile, "but do your best."

Anno nodded, walked away wordlessly, and got into the carriage driven by Ruslan.

This was a visit that was doomed to fail.

===Chapter 210 The death of Simonetta===

Anno returned to his mansion with the information.

In the carriage, he asked his old servant, "Ruslan, is there any point in what I'm doing now?"

Years of success made Anno somewhat unable to accept this feeling of failure, and after Aunt Anna passed away, he became more and more fond of talking to Steward Ruslan.

Anno's actual level is higher than most of the barefoot doctors in Florence and many medical students in the university.

Ruslan was silent for a while.

He didn't know how to answer.

He can only imitate the comfort of human beings: "Master, do what you want to do."

Anno smiled. Although Ruslan didn't usually talk much, the old housekeeper still gave off a warm feeling: "Thank you, Ruslan."

"You're welcome, sir." Luslan smiled back.

Why would you like to talk to me? "master".

I have obviously tried to reduce my presence as much as possible, although it's not as good as "at that time".

It looks solid on the outside, but has nothing to do with humans on the inside.

Can I still be counted on like this?

Can't understand, don't want to understand.

I just have to keep doing my thing.

Look, it's the only thing you need to do.

Ruslan swings the reins and drives the carriage.

Anno sat on the bumpy carriage, looked over Madame Simonetta's condition, and rubbed his eyebrows.

..........

"Lawrence, how is the situation?" Harry greeted Anno with a smile.

Adrosson also came over and said in a milky voice, "Father."

Although Anno wanted to hug his wife and children, he still held back.

"Harry, Rossum, don't hug me."

"What's the matter, honey?" Harry was a little puzzled.

Anno smiled bitterly: "Mrs. Simonetta is suffering from a cough."

"That's it." Harry also understood.

Anno directly summed up some of the experience in the data, and also observed some cases in Florence, and came to a conclusion.

Cough is contagious, and the probability is very high. He reminded Julius just now at Julius, but Julius didn't seem to take it to heart.

Although Anno wears a coat of Catholic colors, but after the passing of Uncle Fedino and Aunt Anna, Anno doesn't believe in that outfit now.

But he wouldn't say it, because he knew how he would be treated if he said it.

He simply took a shower, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.

He likes bathing very much, almost every two or three days, or even every day if he sweats a lot.

This habit continued to all the members of Anno's mansion, and even Leonardo da Vinci and Verrocchio next door fell in love with this habit.

For no other reason, just because the shower is so comfortable.

Anno, Harry and Adrosson simply hugged, and the family sat down at the dining table.

"How is Madame Simonetta's situation?" Harry asked Anno after taking a sip of the soup.

Anno held the bowl and sighed: "That little girl...Harry, Simonetta estimates that her life will not be long."

He looked at the ceiling: "My skills...not enough to save her."

He took out the manuscript he had recorded from the cloth bag: "Look at this first."

Harry nodded and took the manuscript that Anno handed her.

"Coughing up blood, chest pain, difficulty breathing..." Harry muttered.

She swallowed.

This kind of disease, even a person who does not know medical skills at all, can see how terrifying it is.

"Now, Mrs. Simonetta is on the verge of life and death." An Nuo nodded and said with a sigh, "It's hard to imagine that she's only 15 years old..."

"Yeah..." Harry was also in a low mood. "What do you want to do, darling?"

She would not take the initiative to ask her husband to cure Simonetta, she knew that her lover should not increase the pressure on him when he was in a low mood.

"I plan to go to the University of Vienna and discuss with those professors about Madame Simonetta's condition." Anno took a sip of the soup, chatting while eating is a major feature of the Italian diet, "although... .. not much hope."

"Her condition is so serious that if Mr. Giulias had discovered Simonetta's condition earlier, he might have been much better."

"Do it according to your own ideas, I have me at home." Harry put the empty bowl on the plate and smiled.

"Thank you, Harry." Anno touched Harry's long, burgundy wavy hair with a gentle face.

"Father, mother, I'm done." Little Adrosson put the bowl on the table with effort.

"Adrosson is awesome, come over and let my father hug." Anno stretched out his hands to Adrosson.

"Yeah!" Adrosson opened his arms.

Anno took his son in his arms and embraced his wife: "I am the happiest person in the world, and what I am doing now is definitely not meaningless."