Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large.

Heidi was stunned for a few seconds, trying to sort out the relationship.

The first is that Xiao Tong and the lord both loved the same person.

Second, the lady is married and apparently this is a... affair?

Third, how many years had this lady been dead?

Is this era so tolerant of mistresses and extramarital affairs? !

Heidi didn't really want to gossip at first, but she vaguely felt that there might be some other details related to this matter, so she asked one more question.

"Specifically... what's the situation?"

After deliberating for a while, De Qiao still told everything.

She is just a small person like an ant in this lord's palace, and she doesn't know any deep secrets.

Many people in the palace knew about the past.

This Mr. Botticelli was originally close to the Medici family, and grew up in the Lord's Palace since he was a child.

He opened his own private studio, which is well-known throughout Florence, and is also the most loyal painter of the Medici——

Everyone in this family was drawn to the side of the gods by him, and many shackles and thoughts were also secretly reversed.

And a few years ago, there was a beauty from Genoa who once amazed the whole city.

Her name was Simonetta, and her husband was also very close to the Medici family.

Due to business and entertainment contacts, almost a lot of men have fallen in love with her.

The dead lord's younger brother Giuliano, the current lord Lorenzo, and this handsome and outstanding Mr. Keg.

In the knight tournament three years ago, Giuliano even took part in the competition with his own portrait of her, and that painting was created by Mr. Xiaotong himself.

When De Qiao said this, he hesitated for a while and said: "You may have seen... the pagan portrait painted by Mr. Xiaotong."

...Venus?The one she saw that day?

"The face of the pagan goddess really looks exactly like the previous lady."

Heidi heard her tell many details.

She was still a little overwhelmed.

Could it be that marriage in this era...is different from what I thought?

Wouldn't the businessman feel uncomfortable seeing his wife being chased and courted by all kinds of men?

"Later...how did she die?"

"Lung disease, I left at the age of 23." De Qiao sighed and regretted: "Her husband will soon marry someone else, and now he lives quite comfortably."

"Now Mr. Botticelli has been urged to marry, and many beautiful girls have been winking at him, but he seems to never be able to get out."

Heidi was stunned for a while, thinking that the sunny-looking big boy had such an affectionate and repressed side.

I don't know whether it is good or not.

In contrast, Da Vinci was really happy.

His only worry now is that he still hasn't figured out the muscle composition of the corpse...

"Then, is Mr. Lorenzo also very sad?"

Dejo thought for a while, then shook his head.

"not at all."

After Simonetta died, he presented her with a bouquet of flowers and turned away.

She was never talked about again after that.

Brothers and subordinates all fall in love with the same person, and that person is still a married woman.

TV shows don't even dare to write like that.

Heidi was thinking about this matter in her heart, and Dejo thought she was lamenting the impermanence of the world, so she said something in passing.

"Actually, my lord, there was someone I liked before I got married."

"And even after we got married, I had a long correspondence with her."

Later, it was not until the girl also married as a wife that they gradually lost contact.

I'm afraid... it's first love, right?

Heidi had no intention of continuing to inquire, but asked hesitantly, "Then, what is marriage to them?"

De Qiao looked blank: "It's just marriage."

Engagement, vows, ring exchange, what else?

"Then... don't you need to be loyal?"

The maid thought for a while, and said quite frankly: "Maybe love and romance are more like a luxury than responsibility."

Heidi was taken aback for a moment, and then heaved a long sigh.

The lord's wife knew that her husband and her were only married by contract, but she dutifully gave birth to nine children. She was really dedicated.

Dejo's eyes are getting better every day, and now he can see the ups and downs of the stairs clearly at night, so he won't stumble and fall.

Spring comes silently, as if the camellias are all blooming as soon as you wake up.

The palace began to hold a grand ball again, with ladies and young ladies chatting around Botticelli, and knights fighting with swords.

Heidi received several new dresses, which seemed to have been adjusted at the bosom.

She refused to show her deep cleavage, and the design of the clothes was just right-neither stuffy nor boring, nor almost showing like a street girl.

Finally, I don't have to carry that shawl all day long.

In addition, Dejo also led her to the private bathroom of the nobles——

It is an absolutely secret private space. Although it is not very big, you can also relax and take a bath.

Heidi breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that it was the lord's order.

Finally, I no longer need to secretly wipe myself in the middle of the night.

At this moment, her penicillium experiment was finally completed.

It was as if God suddenly made all the flowers bloom in front of her.

In the three glass dishes, a total of three things were cultivated.

Mold from moldy orange peels, Staphylococcus aureus from pus.

When the two are cultivated until they start to multiply and develop, dip them separately and put them in the same glass dish.

As long as it can be seen that the Staphylococcus aureus is disappearing and dissolving continuously as if it is conquering a city, it can prove that there is a sufficient amount of Penicillium in the glass dish.

They can treat syphilis, festering wounds, pneumonia, and endocarditis, among others.

Heidi went for a routine inspection that day and almost couldn't believe her eyes.

It really -- really worked.

She really cultivated Penicillium among countless miscellaneous bacteria!

As long as the little fighters in this glass vessel are cultivated in a more reasonable way and strive to prepare more quantities, many lives can be saved!

The next step is to cultivate more of this penicillium, that is, let it ferment.

Heidi felt a little regretful at this time. She didn't read more related reports when she was in the United States.

Holding the box of mold, she thought for a long time by herself.

The principle is estimated to be similar.

Now, there are only light spots of Penicillium on the agar block, which is not enough to treat the disease.

If you really want to inject it into a person's body to make him recover quickly, at least a bowl full of it should be injected into it, right?

...so, still rely on beef broth?

"Dejo, bring me a bigger bowl."

Also in this spring, the lord did two things that made the whole city talk about it.

He seems to have consulted a famous scholar from somewhere, and fumbled to make a piece of equipment.

This instrument can actually magnify things dozens of times, and it can also see the fine structure of the surface of fruits and vegetables.

He handed over the instruments and drawings to the Florence Academy, and the university held a meeting directly to study and decided to set up a new discipline—Natural Science.

Probably thanks to these profound things, orders were issued inside and outside the city.

——Any occupation, any age, it is best to wash your hands with clean water before and after touching things to wash away those invisible little things.

This request sounds rather weird, but since the bishop also took the lead in washing his hands, it shouldn't be a problem for the citizens to follow suit.

So the doctors who operated on the patients, the butchers and hawkers who handled the meat, as well as the maids and chefs, all began to wash their hands consciously or unconsciously—some said it was for health and cleanliness, and some explained it as commemoration. Holy Mother, anyway, the custom began to spread and develop.

Coincidentally - after this matter was promoted, many people in the market also benefited.

Nowadays, the frequency of diarrhea and vomiting of people is really less and less.

Especially after the cooks began to wash their hands consciously, the stomachs of the hosts became much more comfortable.

According to Gentiles, this practice has even spread to nearby French cities, and many nobles are following suit.

Lorenzo waited for a long time, but did not see the second paper.

He originally thought that seeing his acquiescence and approval, the alchemist would make persistent efforts to make more things to please him.

But after two or three months, it was really silent, nothing happened.

He knew that the girl's details were unclear, and there were many suspicious points about her.

But the Medici family was born as a banker, so they naturally knew how to weigh and consider trade-offs.

The maid Dejo was an honest person, and brought all the carrot juice and animal livers she had eaten to him. Lorenzo even called the doctor to check everything, but nothing was wrong.

He himself took a glass of fresh carrot juice and took a tentative sip.

It was worse than devil's blood.

"What has she been up to lately?"

"Read books, learn Latin, mess with that musty pot, and paint with Mr. Da Vinci."

The lord was silent for a while.

"Bring her here."