Chapter Thirty-Seven Immediate Effect

  Today I finally changed to A certificate, this is just the first step for me to enter the starting point, whether I can go smoothly in the future still needs everyone's support.

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  Du Ruhui's face was pale, but he had recovered a lot and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, let these old friends send me on my last journey! Just like we used to go to the battlefield together, fight for the Tang Dynasty, often eat together, drink together."

  Facing the eager eyes of everyone in the house, Li Er had no choice but to nod in agreement.

  Xiao Mantou walked in with a tray, on which were two bowls of rice porridge. The aroma of the porridge made everyone's stomach growl with hunger. She placed it on the small table beside the bed and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, esteemed officials, the mistress has already prepared wine and dishes in the dining hall, please proceed!"

  "You all go eat, we'll talk later tonight!" Du Ruhui patted his son Du He's hand behind him, "He'er, you also go eat, cried for an afternoon, tired?"

  Although Du He was very hungry, he wanted to stay with his father more and said: "I'm not hungry! Dad, I will work hard to study in the future and won't disappoint you again!"

  "Good!" Du Ruhui said with relief.

  Chang Sun Wuji cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, let's go eat first!"

  Li Er walked ahead and when he passed by Chang Sun Chong, he directly put the medicine in his hand and handed over the task of feeding the medicine to Chang Sun Chong.

  Chang Sun Chong rolled his eyes in his heart, this Li Er was always passing the buck to him at critical moments.

  "Haoran, you feed Grandpa Du congee, I'll go out and prepare some food to bring over." Changsun Chong played with the medicine bottle in his sleeve, they could take the medicine after eating for ten minutes, he went to pour hot water.

  "Trouble Chong Xianxu!" Du Ruhui smiled kindly and let his son hand over the long grandson Chong.

  Chang Sun rushed outside, made a circle, brought in hot water and food, took out the medicine bottle, poured out one pill, brought tea, and said: "Uncle, this is the medicine that His Majesty has found for you, take one first!"

  Du Ruhui has made up his mind to die, after death he can rest and no longer needs to struggle on. He waved his hand and said: "No need, this illness of mine is incurable, it's just a waste of money."

  A country's prime minister is actually heartbroken over medical expenses, causing Changsun to feel a pang in his heart.

  "Uncle Du, this was specially prepared for you by His Majesty. If you don't eat it, others won't be able to either, and it would be a waste!" Chang Sun said persuasively, pouring a cup of water and sitting down beside the bed. "He Xian, brother, hurry up and persuade Uncle!"

  "Dad, eat up, His Majesty has found medicine for you, and Changsun brother will feed it to you personally. Just take it and feel a bit more comfortable." Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, Du He didn't want his father to give up.

  Du Ruhui's hands trembled as he received the medicine handed over by Zhangsun, drank a few mouthfuls of warm water to send it down, and swallowed with difficulty the bean-sized medicinal pill that had a special fragrance.

  Suddenly, Du Ruhui's eyes widened and his body stiffened, motionless.

  Chang Sun was so frightened that he dropped the bowl of warm water in his hand. Isn't this the medicine for treating diabetes? Why does Du Ruhui look like she's eaten poison? Is it because Zhou Meili took the wrong medicine? Or is it because the medicine from the doomsday space loses its effect or can't be taken once it's brought out?

  "Dad! What's wrong?" Du He thought his father couldn't hold on anymore and was about to cry again.

  After taking the medicine, Du Ruhui suddenly felt that his dry throat was much more comfortable, a warm current flowed down his esophagus to his stomach, and he no longer felt cold all over his body. He had regained some strength. The emperor said earlier that he would find him some medicine, which proved that this medicine was not on the emperor's person. It wasn't until now, an hour later, that even if someone went back to Chang'an to fetch ready-made medicine, it wouldn't arrive until midnight; moreover, this medicine was so effective that it shouldn't be a prescription from Imperial Physician Li. Furthermore, his illness hadn't developed overnight. If the emperor had such effective medicine, it's impossible that he would only bring it out when Du Ruhui was on the verge of death. It can be seen that this medicine may not necessarily have come from the emperor. So where did these medicines come from?

  Du Ruhui stared at Changsun Wuchi with wide eyes, trying to read his expression. From the beginning of dealing with locusts, to the sand table and maps in Changsun's house, which one was not beneficial to the country and the people? Now suddenly there is a particularly effective medicine, could it be...

  Chang Sun shook Du Ruhui's shoulder, scaring him pale. If Du Ruhui really died from taking the medicine he gave him, how would he face Du He in the future? Although Du He was a bit cheap and a bit lewd, she wasn't inherently bad. She just flirted with men, but didn't actually do anything, so it could be said that she was romantic but not promiscuous.

  "Uncle Du, what's wrong with you? This medicine was given to you by my aunt, not me!" Zhang Sun was so frightened that he almost cried. Although he wasn't a good person, he had never killed anyone before!

  Chang Sun didn't say that, he's still not sure. Chang Sun said this, Du Ruhui can now confirm that the medicine is related to Chang Sun, but this kid is too tender, just a slight scare and his face changed color, nothing like the old fox Chang Sunwuji, nine out of ten sentences are fake, leaving only one sentence, still half true and half false.

  Long Sun Chong was about to cry, Du Ruhui took a deep breath and let out several loud farts, expelling the stale air from his body. Ah, it felt so comfortable! He hadn't felt this relieved in a long time.

  "Thanks, nephew, I'm fine. The medicine really works and I feel comfortable, thanks!" He glanced at Du Ruhui with a hint of profundity, nodding slightly, completely ignoring the fart incident as if it had never happened.

  Chang Sun Chong couldn't help but smile wryly, feeling a sense of nostalgia. "These are the medicinal herbs that Your Majesty has been searching for," he hastily explained. "If Du Bo wants to express gratitude, let him thank Your Majesty instead!"

  Du Ru Hui didn't say anything and continued staring at Chang Sun Sheng.

  Chang Sun Chong cursed inwardly: "Old fox, a real old fox! Just look at his eyes and you can tell he suspects me!"

  Just then, Li Er finished eating and brought everyone over. Zhangsun Chong finally felt relieved, handed the medicine bottle to Du He, and said: "One pill a day, don't forget to give it to Uncle Du!"

  Du He is not a fool, just now Father's words were out of breath, after taking the medicine, he let out a few farts, and clearly felt his breathing was much smoother. Although Father's appearance was very frightening just now, but his complexion has improved a lot, and there is also a hint of redness, could it be that the medicine given by Your Majesty really works?

  No, no way, if it's like that, bringing the dead back to life, it's not medicine, but an elixir! But I've only heard of elixirs, never seen one, could it be that his father is just experiencing a brief resurgence?

  Dad, don't die! Who will support me if you're gone?! Du He hugged Du Ru Hui and started wailing again.

  Du Ruhui's body got a bit better, and he couldn't stand the sight of his own useless son who only knew how to cry. He slapped Du He on the head with a loud smack and said: "I'm not dead yet, don't cry!"

  Du He saw his father's familiar frowning eyebrows and eyes, although his father's voice was not loud, but his energy was very strong, this didn't seem like a dying person either.

  "Dad, are you okay?" Du He wiped away his tears and looked at his old father with a pitiful expression, like a poor little dog.

  "Go down and eat, you rascal! You won't die for the time being!" Although Du Ruhui didn't like his son's useless appearance, the dependent look in his son's eyes made his heart feel sour and warm.

  Du He carried the medicine bottle that could bring his father back from the dead, and walked out of the house with a hesitant pace.

  Everyone's mood was heavy, thinking this was Du Ruhui's last flash of brilliance, his eyes filled with sorrow.

  But Du Ruhui's words heavily landed on Li Er's body, one after another. In just half a time, Du Aiqing was able to change so much, and it must be that Changsun Chong had given Du Aiqing some medicine.

  Li Er stared at Zhangsun Chong, and Zhangsun Chong nodded in understanding.

  Li Er's heart was like a stormy sea, these medicines really worked, he had already forgotten the reluctance of taking He Tianyu's pulse earlier, his body was strong and healthy, but since childhood, he had been suffering from a hereditary disease of wind-induced headaches in their Li family, whenever it rained or when he got extremely angry, he would always be tortured by unbearable pain, wondering if there was any medicine that could cure his illness.