Datang broom star

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"how?"

Zeng Xianglin said relaxedly: "Your Highness has been suffering from fever several times a year, especially in autumn and winter, but it will be cured within ten days."

This big nephew's body Jia Ping'an has a headache.

In history, he suffered from tuberculosis, and he was the only one who was caught by so many people around him. From this, it can be seen that the child's physical resistance is not strong.

And the fact that you have a fever several times a year is proof.

In his previous life, Jia Pingan himself had a fever several times a year, and every time it was an inflammation of the tonsils.

The doctor said it was weak resistance.

But he never took medicine and carried it hard.

So this is not a problem!

What did the doctor say?

This is outside Li Hong's bedroom, Wang Xia is also there, she said in a low voice: "Mr. Jia, you are not an outsider. In the past few years, some people in the palace have been saying that His Highness is not in good health."

Damn!

Isn't this ruining people?

The prince's health is not good, so change it?

In history, after Li Hong, Li Xian came to power, but this kid was also a murderer, and in the end he killed himself.

Zeng Xianglin's thin face showed a bit of coldness, "Those people said that after the crown prince was born, everyone around him wore veils. This is probably for some reason. Later, he fell ill several times a year."

What the hell!

Isn't it my suggestion to wear a veil?

Jia Pingan felt that he had committed a crime.

The eldest nephew actually got the title of Jiaojiao, and the outer dynasty probably knew about it, what would those courtiers think?

The old Li family is not as good as one crop.

The emperor and empress were all inside, watching the medical officers diagnose and treat.

"This child has been like this since he was a child."

Li Zhi was very sad.

He himself was not very strong since he was a child, so he was underestimated for a reason.

Li Hong was lying on the bed, Wu Mei stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and asked softly, "What's wrong with Wu Lang?"

Li Hong said blankly, "Aniang, my throat hurts, my body hurts too, I'm so dizzy."

Jia Pingan couldn't help laughing when he heard this outside.

This is not tonsillitis, brother just ate your tonsils.

Seeing his happy smile, Wang Xia said dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Jia is happy?"

Ha ha!

Jia Pingan said lightly: "There is a way."

Both Zeng Xianglin and Wang Xia smiled wryly in their hearts.

If it wasn't for Jia Ping'an, they would be able to scold them immediately if it was someone else.

"Hey!" Li Zhi sighed again, "I have to think of a way."

Wu Mei couldn't get used to his appearance, her brows stood upright, "Let all the medical officers come and brainstorm, we can always find a way to keep Goro from getting sick, hurry up!"

When Jia Pingan returned home, as soon as he sat down, the old playboy Guo Xin came.

"Meet sir."

What Guo Xin likes most is the homework of the world. Every time he comes, he brings gifts. Today’s is

"Sir." Guo Xin raised his eyebrows, "I heard that His Majesty valued you so much that you rewarded ten charming palace ladies. Take care of your waist! No, as soon as this disciple heard the news, he immediately went to find some good things. Just stew it and take it, and you will be guaranteed to be invincible in all aspects of the bed!"

What is it that is so evil?

Jia Pingan took it, and opened the oiled paper bag to look like sausages, with a lot of barbs on the top.

I go!

Jia Pingan raised his head and asked, "What is this?"

Guo Xin said with a smile: "This is the sharp weapon of a tiger. Last time I stewed one and ate it. It's as fierce as a tiger!"

"Bullshit!"

Jia Pingan casually threw the oiled paper bag aside, "Let's go to class."

After finishing the class later, Guo Xin winked when he left, "Sir, you must stew it! Don't use the method of stir-frying to stir-fry it. My disciple did it once last time. Tsk tsk! I can't chew it."

"Take it and go!"

Jia Pingan said angrily.

"Sir, use it slowly, use it slowly!"

The old dandy ran out in a flash.

"This is junior sister? Where is junior sister going?"

Doudou ran all the way, stopped when he heard the sound, and looked at him in surprise, "Who are you?"

The old dandy said with a smile: "I am the disciple of the master, where is my junior sister going?"

"Brother is chasing me."

Doudou looked back nervously.

"Junior Sister just stand behind me."

After Doudou heard it was a good idea, he stood behind him.

Immediately, Jia Yu ran over, seeing a stranger here, turned and left.