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Chapter 79 [Lin Daiyu?Lin Wan'er? 】

Drunk fairy house?
Eunuch Hou looked up at Emperor Qing, and thought, no way, General Fan just went there yesterday.

Eunuch Hou was smart enough not to mention anything about the bet.

Betting against the emperor, he didn't want to bet his life.

No bet is best.

Nine Five Supreme didn't mention the betting, so as a personal eunuch, he pretended not to know about it.

Forgot too.

To be able to accompany Emperor Qing for so many years, if he didn't have some insight, he would have died long ago.

At this time, although Emperor Qing's expression was as usual and he couldn't seem to calm down, the old eunuch Hou Gonggong, who had been with him for more than ten years, knew it well.

The more this is the case, the more it means that the emperor has grievances in his heart.

At this time, whoever hits the muzzle of the gun will be unlucky.

He didn't want to be the one who was vented at this time.

Fan Zui held the candied haws in his hand and took a bite. It was not as sweet as expected, but rather sour.

Many people have heard of candied haws, but have never eaten them.

When mentioning this name, the first thought is sweet and round.

In fact, he is sweet and sour.

It is rumored that during Shaoxi's reign, Song Guangzong's favorite imperial concubine fell ill, her face was sallow and emaciated, and she didn't want to eat or drink.

The imperial physician used a lot of expensive medicines, but none of them had any effect.

The emperor saw that his concubine was getting more and more haggard, and he was also frowning all day long.

In the end, I had no choice but to seek medical advice.

A quack doctor came to the palace to check the pulse of the imperial concubine and said: "Just boil it with rock sugar and red fruit, eat five to ten pieces before each meal, and you will be cured within half a month."

At the beginning, everyone was skeptical, but fortunately, this way of eating is also suitable for the imperial concubine's taste. After taking it according to this method, the imperial concubine recovered from her illness as scheduled.

The emperor was naturally overjoyed and frowning.Later, this practice spread to the people, and the common people stringed it up and sold it, which became candied haws.

However, in the palace, there is another way of eating.

That is to put it in the extremely yin place of the woman, leave it for one night, and take it in the morning of the next day. It is said that it has the effect of regenerating dead wood.

Many powerful eunuchs have tried it secretly.

As for the effect, no one knows.

Suddenly, a familiar scent wafted through Fan Zui's nose. Looking around, he saw a restaurant.

The plaque reads "Beggar's Chicken".

Outside the restaurant, there were many people standing guard, all dressed as beggars.

Good guy, a restaurant run by beggars.

Specially buy beggar chicken!
It really is……

Although it was opened by a beggar, the people who enter it to consume are all dignitaries or wealthy businessmen.

The taste of beggar chicken, anyone who has eaten it, knows that it is indeed a must.

Of course, the premise is that it must be authentic and well done.

It was only two minutes before going to the Inspection Institute, so Fan Zui took advantage of the opportunity and walked into it.

"Boss, there's a beggar chicken, half a jug has been around for a long time, I'll take it away."

After all, the silver has been placed on the counter.

The shopkeeper is also a beggar, but he has five bags on him.

This means that this person is the five-bag elder of the beggar gang.

Not long after, the beggar's chicken and half a pot of good wine he needed were brought over.

Fan Zui picked up his things and was about to leave, so he glanced at the situation inside the room.

Although it is a restaurant run by beggars, the furnishings are quite stylish.

Health is also good.

Many guests ordered a jug of wine, some side dishes, and one and a half beggar chickens, and tasted them slowly.

Between cups and cups, talk about recent conversations.

Fan Zui even heard his own name in the low voices of these people.

As for what to say, I am not very interested.

Just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly bumped into by someone.

A sickly looking woman with a pale face was running out of the shop with a chicken leg in her hand.

When she met Fan Zui, she almost fell down, but she still held the chicken leg tightly in her hand.

"you……"

Lin Wan'er was about to say something when she suddenly coughed, and it seemed that she was coughing up blood.

The handkerchief was slightly blood red.

Her teacher was Fei Jie, and she was also a time traveler, so Fan Zui could tell at a glance that Lin Wan'er had tuberculosis, so she often coughed up blood.

In ancient times, this disease can be said to be incurable.

It is also because of this that Lin Wan'er can't eat meat, and her diet must be very light.

Tuberculosis, simply put, is tuberculosis, an infectious disease.

Also called hemoptysis.

This kind of disease is exactly what Mr. Lu Xun wrote about, and the patients who treated their diseases with human blood steamed buns suffered from them.

One of the hallmarks of tuberculosis is coughing up blood and the lungs rotting away.

It can be cured in modern times, but in ancient times, this disease can only wait for death,
Severe pulmonary tuberculosis will cause high fever, and if not treated, he will die soon.

Seeing the sickly woman coughing up blood, Fan Zui instantly thought of another person.

Sister Lin of the Red Chamber!
The reason why sister Lin coughed up blood and died soon was also because of tuberculosis.

This is also the reason why Daiyu didn't like to get close to people later.

At first, he would cough continuously, but as the condition worsened, he would become as thin as Sister Lin, with a pale face.

Everyone thought that Sister Lin was bitter, mean, weak, sensitive and suspicious, that's why she didn't want to get close to others.

But in fact, she is suffering from tuberculosis, so it is not good to take so many medicines.

Worst of all, tuberculosis is contagious and has historically evolved into a plague.

In ancient times, when this disease first occurred, people thought it was a plague.

If a person coughs up blood and has a low-grade fever, everyone in a village will cough up and eventually die from coughing up blood.

Only later was it finally possible to curb its spread.

Otherwise, Lin Wan'er would not be alive now.

Already buried alive.

"Sister Lin?" Fan Zui asked tentatively, meeting the weak eyes.

The woman seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then she nodded.

At that moment, Lin Wan'er was in a trance. How did he know that his surname was Lin?

Then he quickly realized that the other party was talking about Lin Daiyu in "Red Mansion".

She has always liked "Red Mansion" very much and couldn't put it down.

Moreover, her favorite character is Lin Daiyu.

In this person, she seemed to see another self.

She glanced at Fan Zui, hurriedly hid the drumstick in her hand behind her back, and said, "Sorry, I bumped into you."

The two walked out of the restaurant together and walked side by side.

"You tuberculosis, are you old?" Fan Zui asked after taking a sip of his wine.

"You... how do you know that I have tuberculosis?" Lin Wan'er was shocked when she heard this.

Seeing that Fan Zui was so easy-going, she no longer restrained herself, and secretly took a bite of the chicken leg.

If you have a chance, eat it quickly, otherwise you won’t know when it will be the next time you steal it.

"Your illness can still be rescued. Don't give up on the treatment." Fan Zui glanced at the Beggar Chicken in his hand, only to find that the buttocks of the Beggar Chicken were gone.

"No, I have seen many famous doctors, but they are all helpless."

"That's because they are a bunch of quack doctors."

"Can you cure my illness?" Lin Wan'er stopped suddenly, and looked at him with a faint hope.

That glimmer of hope was extremely weak.

Because, she was used to being disappointed, and she didn't dare to hold on to any hope.

"Of course, but if I can really cure your illness and restore your health, you can eat whatever you want from now on, how do you plan to repay me?"

Fan Zui took a sip of wine and looked at her with a half-smile.

Lin Wan'er stepped back and asked tentatively, "What do you want?"

[Ps: Master reader, what do you want? 】

(End of this chapter)