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The prince took Gu Cijiu's advice and changed his name from Zhao Shuwen to Zhao Busi, clearly expressing his intention not to inherit the throne. After that, the emperor no longer called the prince by his nickname, but called him Wulang according to his ranking.
"Fatherfatherson" The prince had difficulty speaking, "Ah!" Suddenly, he covered his eyes and fell to the ground.
"Hurry up and announce the imperial doctor!!!!" The emperor was shocked and ran down from the high throne and squatted next to his son.
The prince covered his eyes with both hands: "It hurts" His eyes hurt more and more, not only the eyes themselves, but also the area behind the eyes, which felt like needles and burning.
"Wen'er! Wen'er! Where is the imperial doctor!!!"
The first sentence says to announce the imperial physician, and the second sentence asks the imperial physician Even if the imperial physician can fly, he can't arrive so fast.
When the imperial doctor finally arrived, he inserted two silver needles into the prince's body and knocked him out first. Taizong sat on the ground, half-hugged the prince in his arms, and asked people to carry the prince away. However, when he was lifted, Taizong realized that in just a moment, the prince was soaked all over. He thought it was his own just now. My hands were sweaty, so I touched the prince's clothes to get damp.
"Wait!" He took off his dragon robe and put it on the couch where the prince was carried. A minister nearby wanted to open his mouth to speak, but his colleagues stopped him.
"What are you doing running up at this time?"
"Isn't thisunreasonable?"
"Your head is made of stone!"
When the prince here regained consciousness, he had already been carried to the East Palace. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. No matter how strong a person is, he really couldn't relieve himself at this time.
He is already blind, and his eyeballs have become decorations. I don¡¯t know what happened to these two eyes. It hurts so much. Is he probably suffering from a terminal disease?
"Wu Lang? Wu Lang?" When I heard my father was beside the bed, I could still hear my mother crying.
The prince took a deep breath and opened his eyes
"Wu Lang? Are you awake?" Taizong asked anxiously.
The queen saw that the prince had his eyes open and showed no reaction at all. She became more and more sad: "Wu Lang? Son, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?"
The prince took a long while and then exhaled: "Father, grandma I seem to be able to see a little light?"
"ah?!!!"
"Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician!"
The imperial doctors who were studying the prince's condition outside quickly ran in. They looked sad when they were outside, and they were even more worried when they came in, because no one could accurately diagnose what kind of disease the prince had, and they thought it was Taizong. And the queen couldn't wait to get angry. But the imperial doctors trembled like frightened quails and came in to take a look Taizong and the queen turned out to be smiling, and their eyes flickered, full of surprises.
"My son said he can see the light! Come and see if you wait!"
When the imperial doctors heard this, they were immediately overjoyed. It was ok, and the illness was not cured.
The princes and princes checked and found that the prince could indeed only see a little blurry light, but as long as he could see, he was not completely blind.
Taizong asked: "Will Wu Lang get better gradually? Will he be able to see everything in the future?"
The imperial doctors did not dare to pat their chests for confirmation, and only said: "The high fever four years ago injured His Highness's eyes, but His Highness is a man of great blessings. After these years of raising generals, Your Highness has gradually recovered, but in the end he has recovered." What state it is in, it¡¯s hard to say.¡±
Without a positive answer, the prince and the queen's concubine were not satisfied, but they did not get angry. At this extent, they were already satisfied.
"Wu Lang, are you going to change your name from Chusi back to Shuwen?" Taizong turned around and asked the prince excitedly.
The prince followed Gu Cijiu's advice and changed his name to Zhao Busi, which was to tell the world that he would not inherit the throne. This idea works really well, and all kinds of crazy people in Shangzhezi have almost disappeared.
"Father let's take a long-term view on this matter." But the prince, who had calmed down at this time, chose to refuse.
"This is a natural thing, what's the plan?" Taizong's face became fierce.
"Father, I have sixteen sons."
Fifteen of these sixteen sons came to inherit the throne. After all, Jingkou Yuyan originally agreed that they would raise him as the emperor's grandson, and now he said that the prince is fine and doesn't need you anymore.It was so powerful, and he kept picking at his throat, as if he wanted to dig out the dust. Wang Jiaxu could still stand, but he was clearly frozen.
¡°S-Sir, can you still get these dirty things out?¡±
"I can't, so I can only send you to see that noble man to see if he can treat you."
To start large-scale production, all aspects of the alarm must be sounded. Pneumoconiosis is a wide-ranging occupational disease in modern industry. Workers working in high dust pollution are very likely to get sick.
In the original plot, urban fat nerds like Zhao Jinwen, who only read online literature after graduating from college, had no idea that this disease existed. In Dawei, because the disease was so narrowly affected and the common people didn't know about it, most of them classified these patients as tuberculosis. Later, although with the emergence of highly polluting industries, more and more people were sick. Zhao Jinwen may have thought of the cause, but he classified this as one of the pains of industrial development and ignored it at all.
¡°Both of these two people will not survive more than a year or two. Their breathing will become increasingly difficult, and they will eventually suffocate to death.
The prince is not Zhao Jinwen. He is broad-minded, firm and decisive, but at the same time he is kind. When he sees such people, even though he knows that they were sinners, he will feel pity. At the same time, he will have an additional understanding of pneumoconiosis in his mind.
To prevent this disease, there is actually a very simple way - multi-layer masks!
In the pictures of female textile workers in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, most of the female workers were wearing large masks. The masks did not prevent their saliva from spraying on the thread and cloth, but to protect them from pneumoconiosis.
In order to survive, the two people naturally agreed.
The memorial for laying wooden rails in iron ore mines was first placed on Taizong's Dragon Table case. At this time, the court finally approved the mutual market, but they were still arguing about what the mutual market would be and who was qualified to participate in the market. There was still no conclusion. But despite the quarrel, Taizong and the ministers did not give up on what they should do. After looking at the small model sent with the letter, this matter was passed very quickly.
Half a month later, a letter from the two patients and Gu Cijiu was sent to the East Palace.
"Another two months later, Yao Diantong died.
The prince, whose eyesight had recovered, stood beside the hospital bed, watching how the scrawny man struggled to suffocate himself to death. After Yao Diantong died early, the prince raised the knife and cut open his chest. What he saw were two dark lung lobes.
A few days ago, the prince cut open the lungs of a healthy death row prisoner. He knew what healthy lung lobes looked like.
After breaking his ribs, the prince grabbed a piece of lung with his own hands. He touched the fine dust in his hand, which was the tiny floating slag that was sucked into the lungs.
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