noffsinger Chapter 2215 The First Madam's Condition Suddenly Changes
Chapter 2215 The First Madam's Condition Suddenly Changes
The branches and leaves of the old locust tree swayed gently in the breeze, casting dappled shadows, and the air was filled with the sweet aroma of osmanthus cake and the fragrance of food.
Huo Changhe opened the food box, and at the bottom was a white porcelain soup bowl. The moment he lifted the lid, a rich and mellow aroma spread out.
The chicken soup was clear and golden, with a thin layer of oil floating on top. The ham pieces were reddish and sat at the bottom of the bowl, looking very appealing.
"This is ham and chicken soup that your mother specially had made for you," Huo Changhe scooped a spoonful of soup and handed it to Yan Ruyu, his tone warm. "I know you've been busy at the treatment center and it's taken a toll on your health. Your mother said this soup is nourishing and will help you recover."
Looking at the fragrant chicken soup in the bowl, Yan Ruyu felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
She took the soup spoon, gently scooped a spoonful and brought it to her lips. The rich flavor of the chicken soup and the salty aroma of the ham intertwined on her tongue. The taste was mellow but not greasy, clearly the result of slow simmering with great care.
"It tastes great, thank you for your concern, Mother." Yan Ruyu took another sip, the warm soup sliding down her throat, the warmth spreading to her limbs and dispelling the fatigue of the morning.
Huo Changhe watched her sip the soup, his eyes filled with tenderness.
He reached out and brushed a stray hair from her forehead: "Drink more if you like. Your mother specifically told you to finish this bowl."
Yan Ruyu nodded, just about to take another sip, when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by Linlang's slightly panicked cry: "Master! Your Highness! Something terrible has happened!"
Linlang rushed over, her forehead beaded with sweat, her expression extremely anxious. When she reached the two of them, her breath was unsteady: "Your Highness, Your Highness, the First Madam is in critical condition!"
"What?" Yan Ruyu's spoon suddenly stopped, and a few drops of chicken soup splashed onto the stone table. Her expression froze instantly, filled with astonishment.
Huo Changhe immediately dropped his gentle demeanor, his brows furrowing as he asked in a somber tone, "What are the specifics?"
"The First Madam suddenly fainted, her face was frighteningly pale, just like those critically ill patients in the treatment center. The maids in the manor are almost frantic with worry," Linlang said quickly, her eyes full of concern.
Yan Ruyu suddenly stood up: "Let's go back to the Prince's Mansion."
"Alright." Huo Changhe immediately stood up and instructed his attendants, "Prepare the carriage, quick!"
Yan Ruyu sat in the carriage, her heart filled with anxiety. The condition of the First Madam had always been a worry for her. Now that the poisoning incident had just occurred, she wondered whether the First Madam's illness was due to a relapse or... poisoning.
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she forcibly suppressed it, hoping that she was just overthinking things.
Huo Changhe held her slightly cool hand and gently comforted her, "Don't worry too much. Your mother is a lucky person. You are a skilled doctor and you will definitely be able to cure her."
Yan Ruyu nodded, but her fingertips remained icy cold. She knew in her heart that if her symptoms were indeed the same as those of the other patients, the situation was probably not optimistic.
The carriage sped along and soon arrived at the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
As soon as the two got out of the car, they saw Song Ping anxiously waiting at the door. Upon seeing them return, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Highness, Your Highness, you're finally back! The First Madam... she's still unconscious."
"Lead the way," Huo Changhe said in a deep voice, his steps quickening as he walked towards the First Madam's courtyard.
Yan Ruyu followed closely behind, her unease growing stronger.
As they entered the First Madam's courtyard, a suffocating atmosphere enveloped them. Several maids stood in the courtyard, looking flustered. Upon seeing Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu, they all lowered their heads, not daring to utter a word.
Upon entering the room, one sees the First Madam lying quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, her face deathly pale, her lips a pale bluish-gray, her breath weak, and her chest rising and falling very slowly.
Their appearance was exactly the same as those of the critically ill patients in the treatment center.
Beside the bed, Zhang Mama, who served the First Madam, sat tightly holding the First Madam's hands, tears streaming down her face. Her expression was panicked and helpless, and she kept murmuring, "Madam, wake up... You can't be hurt..."
Upon seeing this scene, Yan Ruyu's heart sank. She quickly walked to the bedside and carefully examined the First Madam's condition.
"Everyone, get out." Yan Ruyu turned around and said to the maids and nannies in the room, her tone calm but with an undeniable authority.
Huo Changhe immediately interjected, "Everyone out, wait quietly in the courtyard. No one is allowed to come in without my order."
The maids and nannies dared not delay, quickly wiped away their tears, and retreated one after another, leaving only Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe in the room.
"Your Highness, I'm treating my mother. Please summon everyone who has been in contact with her these past two days to the courtyard. I need to question them in a bit."
Huo Changhe glanced at the First Madam on the bed, suppressing his worries.
"it is good."
He turned and left. Yan Ruyu took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a faint glow appeared deep in her eyes, indicating that she had switched to a special visual state.
She leaned closer to the First Madam and carefully examined her body. She saw that the First Madam's internal organs were severely damaged, just like the condition of the other critically ill patients in the previous treatment center.
Yan Ruyu understood immediately and dared not delay. She immediately took out a set of IV drip equipment from her space.
She swiftly and gently inserted the needle into the First Madam's vein, adjusted the flow rate, and watched as the transparent medicine slowly flowed into the First Madam's body through the IV tube. Only then did she breathe a slight sigh of relief, but her eyes remained tense, fixed on the First Madam's condition.
Time passed second by second, and the medicine in the IV bottle gradually decreased, but the First Madam remained unconscious. Although her complexion was slightly better than before, it was still pale.
Yan Ruyu stood up, looked around the room, and tried to find a clue.
The interior furnishings were the same as usual, simple and elegant, with nothing particularly special.
Since the last change in her sense of smell, the First Madam has not used any spices, nor have any fresh flowers been placed in the room. The only smells in the air are faint medicinal and woody.
The tables, chairs, screens, and ornaments were exactly the same as she remembered, without any trace of change.
What exactly triggered the illness? Yan Ruyu was filled with doubt.
The First Madam rarely leaves her residence and stays in the Prince's mansion. What could be the reason for this?
She walked to the window, pushed it open, and fresh air rushed into the room, carrying the scent of plants and trees from the yard.
Outside the window, the courtyard was filled with the maids and nannies who had just served the First Madam. Each of them had a worried look on their face, and they kept their heads down and remained silent.
Yan Ruyu turned and walked out of the house. Huo Changhe immediately came to greet her, his voice urgent and low: "How is Mother?"