Chen Huai even went to Chu Qi's mansion, but he didn't even see Chu Qi's face.

This time, Chu Qi thought that he would get a contribution to going to Chuzhou, but he did not expect that the prescription given by Shen Qingrou not only did not cure the disease, but instead made the plague worse. Although it was Fangzi's fault in the end, the emperor blamed him half of the mistake. The emperor also said that his temperament was still suitable for staying in the mansion to compile the books of Siku.

Chu Qi was not only hit hard, but also felt very humiliated. All of this was blamed on the prescription given by Shen Qingrou.

Naturally, he couldn't really blame one item, so what he blamed was Chen Huai and Shen Qingrou.

Chen Huai didn't see anyone, so he returned to the prime minister's mansion dejectedly. One day passed in a blink of an eye, and he only had seven days. If Chu Qi refused to help, who else could he go to?

If you ask others for too much noise, wouldn’t it make the emperor feel that he, the prime minister, feels incompetent?!

Chen Huai's anger had not yet subsided, but he had no time to annoy Hu and Shen Qingrou. There is nothing more important than finding a good recipe and saving his life.

Chen Huai's sorrowfulness gave birth to white hair overnight. When Zhishuiju pays his respects early the next morning, he seemed to have grown five years old overnight. The old lady naturally felt very distressed when she saw this kind of Shen Hui.

"Zhao Ye, is there really no way? Where are the old doctors who retired from the palace in the capital?"

Chen Huai had a bitter face and shook his head, "These people have been searched by the powerful people in the capital. If there were prescriptions, others would have found them long ago."

The old lady's face was slightly dark, "Is there really nothing I can do?"

Chen Huai shook his head, "Mother, I'm afraid I'll make the worst plan."

When the old lady heard this, she shook her body, "Your Majesty really wants to do that? In the past few years you have been prime minister, you have devoted your efforts to the Daqi. Even if the emperor does not care about your father's contributions and hard work, it is impossible for this Daqi to have no prime minister in one day. If you really sent you to Chuzhou, who will be the prime minister of this Daqi then?"

Chen Huai had to smile bitterly, "Mother, there are many capable ministers in the court. Even if you can't choose a candidate soon, there will always be other people who can replace me. The princes are old and can help the emperor deal with state affairs."

As he said that, Chen Huai's eyes were slightly red, "The child's life is second. The key is that if the child dies, the prime minister's family will be punished, and these property will be confiscated. At that time, you and the children really don't know what to do."

The old lady felt that the sky was about to fall. Her hands were trembling slightly, and the corners of her lips moved a few times, but she couldn't speak. Chen Huai took a deep breath and whispered, "Don't talk about this beforehand. Mother, my child thinks that if you really get to that point, it's the most important thing for you and the children to live a good life in the future."

The old lady gritted her teeth and nodded for a while, "Don't worry, I'll do this, don't give up, continue looking for it, I don't believe it. God will really destroy my Shen family."

Chen Huai nodded heavily, but he had no idea whatsoever in his heart.

Where is he going to find a prescription now...
Chapter completed!