On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, after returning from the palace, Gu Jin felt a premonition that something was amiss.

  Kun Ning Palace was warm, and her back was slightly sweaty. As soon as she left the palace gate, a biting cold wind blew in, and the chill reached her sleeves instantly, making her feel cool and refreshing.

  Arrived home, mother's room was too warm again.

  It's even colder coming from mother's side.

  Although she drank some ginger soup in time and took a hot bath, she still felt heavy-headed at night.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, I caught a cold the next day.

  Everyone in the family was frightened.

  The maid hastily ran to find Song Xiang'er: "Madam, Miss is ill!"

  She was so anxious that her eyes were brimming with tears.

  Song Pan'er was so frightened that her face turned slightly pale, and she hastily got up, not waiting for the maid to give her a cloak, wearing only her golden long gown as she rushed out.

  Haitang took Song Pan'er's cloak and hurried after her.

  Song's mother and Peony also slowed down their pace and followed them out in a run.

  The frost outside had not yet melted, and the ground was frozen. Haitang caught up with Song Duaner and wrapped a cloak around her: "Madam, slow down, be careful not to slip..."

  Song Pan'er's heart was burning with anxiety, where would she be willing to slow down half a step?

  When they rushed over to Gu Jinzhi's side in a flurry, Gu Jinzhi was sitting with his clothes open, drinking warm water.

  Seeing his mother and Song's mother panting, Gu Jing was slightly surprised.

  "Jian sister, what's wrong with you?" Song Pantou hastily sat down beside her daughter's bed and asked.

  Gu Jin was taken aback.

  "It's just a bit of wind and cold..."

  Because she is a doctor, so she won't get sick.

  This should be what all the maids and mothers on both sides are thinking.

  So she just caught a cold and scared everyone half to death, thinking it was something serious.

  As expected, after she finished speaking, Song Pan'er was the same as Gu Jinzhi's wet nurse, Zhu Mama, and others. They were skeptical, still full of worry, sizing her up from head to toe, wishing they had fiery eyes that could see through her situation.

  "Don't scare your mother." Song Xun'er said hastily, then shouted to Hai Tang, "You quickly go to the outer courtyard and invite Old Master to come over, saying that Miss is not feeling well..."

  Haitang hastily replied in the affirmative.

  Gu Jin thought of stopping him but it was too late.

  She couldn't help but laugh at the chaotic scene in the house with people running around like headless chickens and dogs.

  "Mother, I used to catch a cold once or twice a year." Gu Jin explained patiently to Song Pan'er, "Do you remember?"

  Song Pan'er paused for a moment.

  After careful consideration, I didn't have a fever due to wind and cold. It's indeed not a serious illness.

  Gu Jinzhi was physically strong since childhood, but still caught minor colds every year.

  Coughing and sneezing, drink some ginger soup, take some medicine, and it will slowly get better in a few days.

  Ke Zong has been showing off her talents since Gu Jin's time. Song Pan'er had never seen her get sick, thinking she was immune to all illnesses.

  Now seeing her also infected with the plague, naturally frightened everyone to death.

  "Mother, I'm also human." Gu Jin smiled and said, "As a human being, one can't escape the changes of heaven and earth, and the invasion of external evils. Occasionally catching a cold is no big deal..."

  Song Pan'er's heart finally calmed down a bit.

  She pulled Gu Jin's hand, hesitating and uncertain.

  About two quarters of an hour later, the old man hurried over.

  Song Pan'er hastily got up and saluted, looking a bit embarrassed, saying: "Father, Ji'nei has caught a chill. I'm not used to such things, I was frightened..."

  The old man furrowed his brow and looked at Gu Jinzhi.

  And then, it gradually became clear.

  Many people think that a divine doctor will not get sick himself.

  Actually doctors cannot heal themselves; sometimes a doctor cannot even take his own pulse accurately.

  Serious illness may have early warning signs and can be prevented from becoming severe through self-prevention measures.

  Like catching a cold, it's fundamentally uncontrollable.

  The old man nodded to Song Xiang'er, didn't say anything, sat down beside Gu Jin's bed, looked at her complexion, and asked her to stick out her tongue. He took a look at the coating on her tongue, and even without taking her pulse, he said: "A bit of wind chill, just clear up your appetite after skipping a few meals. Don't leave this courtyard, rest for two days and you'll be fine... No need for medicine."

  Song Pan'er finally let out a breath she had been holding in her heart.

  She couldn't help but laugh.

  "I've been living a peaceful life for too long, and my mind has become more and more muddled. I've made such a big joke, and it's startled you as well." Song Pan'er smiled and apologized to the old man.

  The old man didn't get too angry after all.

  "He said, 'It doesn't matter. I also know what you're thinking, just treat this child as a divine doctor. But even the most divine of doctors is still human. As humans, they must eat grains and vegetables, they must go through life and death, and they can't escape the cycle of dawn and dusk...'"

  Same as Gu Jinzhi's meaning.

  Song Pan'er smiled and said: "Wife, remember this!"

  The old man rarely comes into the inner courtyard, and it's even more rare for him to come in the morning.

  Song Pan'er asked him: "Have you had breakfast? The breakfast on my side has not started yet, do you want to go and have some?"

  The old man thought for a moment and then nodded.

  He reminded Gu Jing to take good care of herself and rest well.

  Then she got up and followed Song Duaner to the main courtyard.

  Gu Yanzhun and the children had just arrived at Zhengyuan when they heard that Gu Jinzhi was ill, so they all went to see him. Song Panger then returned.

  The one walking in front of Song Pan'er was actually Old Master.

  Gu Yanwen was slightly surprised and hastily led the children to greet them with a bow.

  Song Pan'er explained the situation once again.

  Then Zhu Zhongjun also arrived.

  "What about Xiao Qi?"

  Song Pan'er had no choice but to repeat himself, saying: "Your Highness, eat your meal first, then go see her..."

  Zhu Zhongjun sat down to eat.

  The old man took the seat of honor, and Song Pan'er didn't dare sit down anymore.

  She is standing on the ground spreading vegetables.

  The old man glanced at them and said to Song Xiang'er, "Sit down, it's enough to ask the people below to add dishes. Our family has never had such rules before, but now you've set new rules for yourself."

  Song Pan'er smiled and said yes, then sat down at the lowest seat.

  The old man never liked talking at the dinner table.

  So a family of people, with only the sound of chopsticks and dishes lightly hitting each other, everything else is quiet.

  After dinner, the maids first cleared the bowls and plates, then helped them wash their hands, next served tea to rinse their mouths, and finally brought up cups of hot tea to drink.

  The old man gently moved the floating leaves and asked his two grandchildren who were sitting upright: "Don't you need to go to school?"

  The two children hastily stood up and paid their respects to the old man before scurrying away in a hurry.

  Then he looked at Zhu Zhongjun again.

  Zhu Zhongjun savored his tea with relish.

  The old man thought he was foolish, so he didn't care anymore and asked Gu Yan and Song Pan'er: "I heard that you donated the gold given by the emperor to Jin Jie?"

  Gu Yanzhen was afraid of Old Master's anger, and hastily explained: "It was Jie sister's own idea! Originally we were going to discuss it with you, but Huaqin said that you let us take charge."

  That time, Gu Yanwen had asked for instructions from Old Master. The Old Master didn't want to intervene and said let them make their own decisions.

  The old man nodded and said, "...... Since it's Sister Jin's intention. Of course, you young people are in charge of yourselves." Then, he glanced at the Luoyang King and said to Gu Yanwen, "This is a good thing, you will understand it yourself in the future..."

  Gu Yanwen said yes.

  The old man asked Song Dang'er a few more questions about his family affairs and then had someone bring out Xiaoshi and Xiaoshier for him to take a look.

  Then he went back to his study.

  Zhu Zhongjun also stood up and went to Gu Jin's side.

  Gu Yanzheng also had to go out.

  Zhu Zhongjun arrived when Gu Jinzhi was sitting on the bed reading a book with his clothes open.

  "...... Are you catching a cold?" he asked Gu Jinzhi, "Is it because of the wind yesterday?"

  Gu Jin smiled and asked someone to move the warm mat over for him to sit on: "I'm a bit stuffy, I'm afraid I've caught a cold. It's not from blowing wind or getting chilled. The Empress Dowager is advanced in years and fears the cold, so the heated floor in her palace is burning too hot. I was sweating all over. When I came out, it was cold; my mother's side also has a heated floor that's hot. With the cold and heat stimulating each other, how could I not catch a cold?"

  But this is not the main reason either.

  Gu Jing felt it was because he hadn't exercised in a long time.

  Since Song Pan'er gave birth to Xiaoshi and Xiaoyi, Gu Jingzi no longer needs to accompany her for a walk every day. Besides, after entering autumn, the wind in the capital is too strong, and she also lost interest in walking around every morning and evening.

  Exercise less, body is a bit weak.

  Zhu Zhongjun nodded and didn't say anything else.

  He also took off his shoes and climbed onto Gu Jin's bed to lie down.

  "Mother busy said: 'King Wang, Miss she is wind cold. Be careful to you. You come over here Kang lie, also is the same.'"

  On the east side of the inner room, next to the window, there is also a small kang.

  "Go on, don't catch a cold."

  In this era, even a cold can be fatal.

  Zhu Zhongjun sat down on the opposite kang.

  He took the book and couldn't finish reading it no matter what.

  Thinking of getting up early, the little servants in Gu's house started whitewashing the walls, saying they were preparing for the New Year. He couldn't help but think of a nursery rhyme from his childhood: "Little kid, don't make trouble, after Laba Festival is the New Year..."

  Chinese New Year is approaching.

  Gu Jin didn't even lift his head, and let out a snort of laughter.

  Old kid, indeed not bad?

  Someone like Zhu Zhongjun is also looking forward to Chinese New Year.

  "What's wrong with celebrating the New Year?" Zhu Zhongjun said, "It's lively during the New Year."

  Then he saw Gu Jinzhi ignoring him, and he said, "Gu Jinzhi, when was it that we stopped spending the New Year together?"

  Last New Year's Eve, leaders had to go down and visit various places, with a short stay in Beijing.

  Gu Jinzhi was one of the imperial physicians who were to accompany the emperor on his journey.

  Zhu Zhongjun himself also went down.

  When she has some spare time, Gu Jinzi will also run to the mountainous areas to visit her several Hope Primary Schools and medical support institutions in the mountains.

  By the end of the first month, Gu Jing could finally take a break and was going abroad to visit his son.

  Zhu Zhongjun is about to start new work again.

  In their thirties, they accompanied leaders on visits everywhere; by the time they were approaching fifty, they themselves had also become leaders...

  It's been a long time since we had a real family reunion for Chinese New Year, I think it was when our son Rong Nan was two or three years old?

  At that time, Gu Jinzhi was just a small official in the Ministry of Health, keeping to his duties and living a simple life with his wife and children.

  It was Zhu Zhongjun's dissatisfaction with her that led to a complete change in their lives...

  "It's been a long time." Gu Jinzhi smiled, "I don't remember."

  Zhu Zhongjun fell silent and didn't say another word.

  At noon, Mrs. Hu and Hu Jie surprisingly came to visit me in hospital.

  They should not be visiting the sick specially, but for the sake of Yong Xi Hou's matter.

  Seeing Gu Jin's illness, Mrs. Hu seemed a bit delighted...

  Song Pan'er glanced at her several times.

  Hujie also quietly pulled Hu's wife's sleeve on one side.

  Mrs. Hu then hastily composed herself.

  Song Paner was inexplicable.

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