Transmigrating into a Man's Wife: I Share the Pain with the Male Protagonist

"No news is good news." Lu Mingyun said.

The main reason why they chose to visit three days later was that they thought Duke Zhao should have recovered a little after three days, and going at this time would not disturb him so much.

It was only when the five of them saw Zhao Xu that they realized he had become much more haggard after not seeing him for a few days. Seeing Zhao Xu like this, the five of them were depressed. After Zuo Zheng asked about Duke Zhao's condition, Zhao Xu's eyes dimmed even more.

At that moment, everyone knew that Duke Zhao's illness was probably incurable.

"Father...Father won't survive this winter." Zhao Xu no longer called Duke Zhao "Duke", but called him father.

Zuo Zheng's eyes widened in surprise, "Why? Didn't he say he was fine the day he was brought back?"

Zhao Xu pursed his lips, as if trying to control his emotions. He closed his red eyes, shook his head, and said, "Father had a high fever the next day. The doctors who came to see him said that if the fever persisted, he might not be able to make it."

"......Is the Duke still feverish?" Lu Mingyun asked.

"I never retreated." Zhao Xu wiped his face, sat on the chair and said with a wry smile.

Wang Ruiyan frowned and exchanged glances with Lu Fengning. Lu Fengning stepped forward and asked softly, "Doctor, is there no other way to reduce the fever?"

"My father would feel better for a while after taking the medicine, but he would get hot again at night. The doctor saw him many times, but none of the cooling methods he prescribed worked," said Zhao Xu.

Everyone was silent.

Zhao Xu sat there in agony and continued, "I even thought about giving my father a blood potion. It just so happened that I still had the one His Majesty gave me earlier, but I was afraid he would blame me. Also, the potency of that potion only lasts for a limited time. I'm afraid... I'm afraid that when the time comes, my father will still pass away."

Li Mofu quickly remembered something and took out a large brocade bag from his clothes. He remembered that he had once asked Mr. Lin San for the seeds of the herb and stuffed them all in the bag.

"Rustle and rustle"

Li Mofu's rummaging through things made a lot of noise and his movements were very loud, which soon attracted the attention of others.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Ruiyan pulled Li Mofu and asked in a low voice. Zhao Xu was very sad now and couldn't joke around.

Li Mofu continued to search while saying, "I remember Lin San gave me a seed. It seems that with this thing, I don't have to worry about the time limit."

"What seeds?" Zhao Xu walked over.

Li Mofu quickly found the handkerchief wrapped with the seeds. "Didn't the Ghost Immortal stay in Su County before? Lin San bought his blood medicine back then. Later, when Lin San went up the mountain to solve his doubts, he met a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest gave him the seeds and told him to grow them at home and eat them. After that, he wouldn't have to worry about the problems caused by the blood medicine."

"But we're moving fast, and I don't know if this will have any effect on Lin San." Li Mofu said as he poured half of the seeds into another handkerchief. "Anyway, you can take it first. If the Duke really needs to take blood medicine, this seed might be helpful."

Zhao Xu hesitated for a moment, "Will this really work?"

"...I don't know either," Li Mofu scratched his face, looked at Zhao Xu and then at Lu Mingyun, "Anyway, this is an option. If we want to be cautious, we can go to Su County and ask Lin San. But the journey is long and I'm afraid it won't be in time."

Zhao Xu frowned and thought for a moment before quickly figuring it out. "Can I just sprinkle it on the soil?"

"Well, but in winter, it's better to plant it in a warmer place indoors." Li Mofu had never planted anything before, but he instinctively felt that plants like warm places.

Zhao Xu forced an ugly smile and said, "Anyway, thank you."

"fine."

After that, the five of them went back. After all, Duke Zhao was too ill to see anyone, and Zhao Xu also looked very tired and needed rest.

On the way back, Zuo Zheng kept sighing while riding his horse. Lu Mingyun was also in a bad mood, looking out the window with a sullen face, which made it difficult for everyone to say anything. In short, the atmosphere was very heavy, completely different from when they went to the Duke of Zhao's Mansion.

Zuo Zheng returned to his home halfway, and they returned to Wu'an Marquis Mansion a quarter of an hour later. Lu Mingyun was injured, so he changed his clothes and medicine as soon as he came back, and then lay down on Li Mofu's bed.

"You are becoming more and more natural." Li Mofu complained while holding Xiao Que. Da Ju was too clever to be caught.

"It's comfortable to sleep here," Lu Mingyun yawned, then thought of the matter of Duke Zhao and sighed, "I feel that Duke Zhao received more than ten strokes of the cane."

Li Mofu pinched the cat's paw and said, "Did Zhao Xu say anything to you?"

"No, he should have had some guesses, but Duke Zhao didn't tell him." Lu Mingyun said, hugging the pillow.

Li Mofu pursed his lips and said, "I didn't expect that Duke Zhao would have no choice but to take the blood medicine in the end. It's a bit sad."

The emperor took his daughter away to make blood medicine. Duke Zhao went to argue with the emperor and was then imprisoned and tortured. Finally, when he was seriously ill, he had no choice but to choose blood medicine to survive.

"...Is that seed really useful?" Lu Mingyun was quite confused about this.

Li Mofu shrugged and said, "When I heard Lin San talk about it, I asked for this seed out of curiosity. Lin San has consulted many doctors to see what the seeds have grown, and they say it seems to be a wild vegetable."

"Wild vegetables?" Lu Mingyun was surprised.

"It's just similar, but I really don't know if it's useful. Why don't you send someone to Su County to find Lin San and check on his situation?" Li Mofu suggested.

Lu Mingyun was silent for a while, "I'm afraid it's too late."

A low sigh was heard in the room, and then it became quiet.

Li Mofu had never met Duke Zhao and had no feelings for him. The reason he took out the seeds was that he felt that Zhao Xu seemed to be desperate. Anyway, it's better to give it a try. Having a choice is always better than no choice.

It's just that sometimes, they think too highly of themselves.

Some people would rather die than surrender.

He is just not afraid of death.