Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

early morning.

Imperial Medical College, around the ward area.

One by one, the Imperial Guards stood guard closely around, and the soldiers of the Crown Prince's six detachments were all clad in armor and armed with weapons, their expressions solemn and icy.

"Hoohoohoo..."

Qin Qiong felt as if he had a very absurd dream, in which he, like a thief, had infiltrated some place with a thief, only to be discovered and hunted down by the entire city.

This thrilling and exciting experience, which he never imagined would happen to him, made him feel both amused and exasperated, even in his dreams.

however.

Just as he was in a daze, amidst the million-strong army fleeing east and west in his sleep, being surrounded by these elusive soldiers who seemed to appear anywhere at any moment to block their path, he was on the verge of going mad.

Suddenly, a voice that sounded both familiar and shocking to Qin Qiong came from beside him.

"Uncle Bao, Uncle Bao, don't panic, it's just a few more shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

"I have a plan!"

Qin Qiong turned his head and saw the masked "companion" beside him, then took off his mask.

"His Majesty?!"

A sudden exclamation rang out in the early morning ward, startling Li Chengqian, who was guarding the bedside. His previously drowsy eyes snapped open.

"Duke Yi, you're awake? How are you feeling?"

Qin Qiong looked around in confusion, and when his gaze fell on Li Chengqian, his expression showed a moment of astonishment and bewilderment.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

He instinctively tried to stand up and bow, but Li Chengqian quickly pressed him down.

"Don't move around. Duke Yi, it's best for you to lie down right now."

As they were talking, Sun Simiao and several doctors who had been waiting in the next room entered the ward.

Seeing the awakened Duke Yi, Sun Simiao's expression visibly relaxed.

He glanced in surprise at the jubilant-looking Berens and the others beside him.

That new drug, how could it be so effective?

"Hehe, Duke Yi, please wait a moment, let this old man take your pulse again..."

Qin Qiong, who still seemed somewhat dazed, nodded.

Lying in bed, her gaze wandered blankly around her. As her memories gradually came together, she looked at Crown Prince Li Chengqian beside her, and her expression changed slightly.

Behrens chuckled to himself.

“His Highness the Crown Prince stayed by your bedside all night last night, without sleeping at all.”

Seeing Qin Qiong's gaze, Li Chengqian naturally knew what the other wanted to say.

He waved his hand.

"If the Duke of Yi were to offer any thanks, it would only embarrass me. You are in poor health, having come here after fighting for our Great Tang Dynasty in the south and north, suffering from a cold, and yet you were dragged into doing such absurd things by my father..."

"In the end, it is I who have failed you, Duke Yi."

Upon hearing this, Qin Qiong gave a weak smile.

"Your Highness, the ruler is without fault, but the minister is incompetent. I am indeed old... Time waits for no one..."

His expression was somewhat dazed.

He harbored no resentment towards Li Shimin whatsoever, but now, receiving such courteous treatment from Li Chengqian, his heart was filled with warmth. In his hazy gaze, he seemed to see himself again in his prime.

Follow General Tian Ce as he rides his horse and battles a million-strong army.

"Your Highness, the symptoms have indeed improved somewhat. If it were that green..."

“Penicillin!” Burroughs reminded him from the side.

Sun Simiao nodded: "Your Highness, if the penicillin can maintain this dosage and efficacy, I only need to supplement it with antipyretic decoction for colds, and at most a month or so, the Duke of Yi will be able to get out of bed."

"The imbalance of Qi and blood at that time can be addressed through long-term conditioning."

Upon hearing this, Li Chengqian immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As they were talking, Hou Qianya, who was keeping watch over her father's sickbed, suddenly let out a soft cry of surprise.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, my father has woken up! My father has woken up too!"

Hou Qianya, whose eyes were a little red and swollen, burst into tears of joy.

When Li Chengqian walked over and saw Hou Junji, who was groggily opening his eyes, he reached out and touched the other's forehead, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thankfully, although the fever is still there, it has clearly subsided considerably..."

Sun Simiao immediately stepped forward to take his pulse.

A slight smile finally appeared on Li Chengqian's face, which had been gloomy all night.

"Hehe, Duke of Lu, it seems you'll still be able to drink at my and Qianya's wedding banquet in the future."

A blush crept onto Hou Qianya's fair and delicate face.

Hou Junji, lying on his hospital bed, opened his mouth.

Thinking about everything that has happened these past few days.

Tears of regret and shame welled up in her eyes instantly.

"Your Majesty, I am so grateful for your life-saving grace! Waaah... I am so ashamed! Waaah!"

"Alright, you're a general commanding a large army. If your family retainers outside saw you crying like this, wouldn't they lose face?"

Li Chengqian laughed and scolded, but Hou Junji, lying on the sickbed, cried even more intensely upon hearing this.

I offered a few words of comfort to the other person.

After instructing Sun Simiao and the others to take good care of the two, Li Chengqian then instructed them to do so.

Finally, he led Qian Yingying out of the ward.

"Send a message back to tell the Empress Dowager and the others that the Duke of Yi is out of danger and that they can rest assured."

Wang De accepted the order, but upon seeing his own crown prince's appearance, his heart tightened.

"Your Highness, aren't you returning to the palace?"

Li Chengqian shook his head, but ordered someone to summon Imperial Physician Jiang.

"Imperial Physician Jiang, you are responsible for reviewing the regular statistics and summaries of patients from the medical clinics in Taiyuan Prefecture. Now that autumn has arrived, how many people in Taiyuan Prefecture have caught a cold?"

Wang De and Gao Hai, several of Li Chengqian's personal eunuchs, looked anxious and distressed.

This perfectly good day off has passed by so hastily.

Your Highness has not slept all night again. Is it time to start handling official business?

Several people stood behind Li Chengqian, desperately trying to signal to Physician Jiang with their eyes.

however.

"If your eyes feel uncomfortable, I'll have someone gouge them out for you?"

Li Chengqian's words, spoken without even turning his head, instantly frightened the three of them into lowering their heads and becoming obedient.

Physician Jiang hesitated, but seeing that the Crown Prince's brows were about to furrow, he quickly lowered his head and honestly reported.

"Your Highness, according to the statistics from the Medical Academy the day before yesterday, there are currently 370 registered clinics in the urban area of ​​Taiyuan Prefecture, which have received more than 5,000 patients suffering from colds."

Li Chengqian took a deep breath.

"How many people are like the Duke of Yi and the Duke of Lu?"

Physician Jiang sighed, "There are over six hundred people with severe fever and cough, and the clinic is no longer able to treat them. They have all been sent home and isolated according to medical regulations."

Li Chengqian immediately snorted angrily in dissatisfaction.

"Didn't I already have someone mention in the newspaper before autumn that we should be careful to guard against the invasion of wind and cold in autumn? Didn't I also control the prices of several basic medicines for wind and cold in advance?"

Why are so many people still getting sick?

Physician Jiang sighed.

"Your Highness, it is only a precaution. As far as the people of the Tang Dynasty are concerned, even though the people of Taiyuan Prefecture are relatively wealthy, why would anyone who is not feeling unwell spend money to buy medicine?"

Li Chengqian: "......"

Wang De hurriedly spoke up in a low voice from the side.

"Your Highness, you have already standardized the regulations for clinics in the city, eliminating many fake clinics run by charlatans who disregard human life. Getting sick, taking medicine, and seeking medical treatment when one falls ill are matters that the people should take care of themselves."

"Why must you exert yourself like this? Why don't you hurry back to the palace and rest..."

however.

No one took this matter seriously, after all, countless people have fallen ill during seasonal changes throughout history.

If the imperial court can provide some relief to the people when they suffer from disasters, it is already a sign that the emperor is benevolent.

Where else can you find someone like the current crown prince who cares about the common people's illnesses and access to medicine?

Even if they are local officials, they can't truly be like parents...

however.

What the public didn't know was that Li Chengqian's worries went far beyond these.

After the first year of the new policy reforms, Bingzhou, now in its second year, will inevitably face the birth of a large number of newborns.

Adults can usually tough out the flu or cold by just letting it run its course.

However, without a scientifically designed environment for raising newborns and without basic hygiene knowledge for their parents, the infant mortality rate is likely to rise directly alongside the soaring birth rate.

It pierced straight through the sky.

Li Chengqian's expression turned serious.

Suddenly, he turned back and walked towards the medical school behind him.

"Your Highness, you..."

Sun Simiao, who was just about to write a prescription and have someone prepare the medicine for the Duke of Lu and his entourage, had just stepped out of the ward when he saw Li Chengqian return.

Suddenly, I was taken aback.

"Dean Sun, please wait a moment. I have something to discuss with you."

In a conference room.

As Li Chengqian revealed his purpose, everyone in the conference room gasped in shock.

"Hiss! Your Highness, this...this workload seems a bit too much, and how can we possibly gather so many people to promote these hygiene methods?"

Sitting next to Li Chengqian, amidst a group of blond-haired, blue-eyed professors from the National Medical College, Berens couldn't help but rub his already balding head with a headache.

“Your Highness, this is a very difficult task, and it will cost a lot of money. Moreover, many common people in various places may not understand what you mean.”

He spoke in Mandarin with a somewhat strange accent.

"Personally, I completely understand Your Highness's feelings. However, I believe that the most we can do right now is perhaps to establish the *Great Tang Medical Journal* and use the newspaper to publicize these matters..."

Li Chengqian rolled his eyes.

"Hasn't the Tang Dynasty Daily already done enough publicity? The medical newspaper is indeed going to be established, but that requires long-term investment. If we want to make the people of the entire Bingzhou Circuit understand health and safety in the most direct and fastest way, we can't avoid investing money."

Li Chengqian took a deep breath.

Fortunately, Hou Junji has a sensible and good daughter, and now the millions of strings of cash that were originally part of the Duke of Lu's mansion are about to be transported to Taiyuan Prefecture.

It was used to build national bathhouses throughout Bingzhou Province, and to regularly provide public herbal medicine to prevent the spread of colds.

Improve some of the birth protections for babies.

That should be enough...