Wasn't he supposed to be beaten to death? Why did this powerful cousin love him so much?

Crescent Moon: "Consort Liu gave birth to a prince yesterday, but she is not doing well today. She has a persistent high fever and severe lower abdominal pain, and is even delirious from the fever. The imperial physician has prescribed a remedy, but it is ineffective. Consort Liu's personal maid is extremely anxious and has gone to report to His Majesty while also asking Consort Liu to come and take a look."

Consort Hui's expression changed drastically, and she abruptly stood up: "Wasn't she perfectly fine yesterday? What did the imperial physician say?"

Crescent Moon said that the imperial physician only said it was postpartum blood deficiency and fever, but after the medicine was administered, there was no improvement at all.

The friendship between Consort Hui and Consort Liu dates back seven years.

At that time, Consort Hui had only been in the palace for a short time. She was unfamiliar with the place and the people, so she was very careful in everything she did. She would even think twice before asking an old man in the palace a question.

Consort Liu entered the palace two years earlier than her. Although her rank was not high, she had a gentle and cheerful personality.

As the two gradually became acquainted, Consort Hui learned that Consort Liu's father was a minor prefect stationed in a remote area. Consort Liu herself was aware of this and never competed for favor or made enemies. Every day, apart from visiting Consort Hui, she would close the door to do needlework and tend to flowers and plants.

Later, when Consort Hui gave birth to the Fifth Prince, she had no one to accompany her during her postpartum period. Consort Liu would come over every few days to sit and chat with her. Sometimes she would bring a dish of pickled plums that she had made herself, and sometimes she would bring nothing but sit by the bedside and talk to her.

It's really not easy to find a close friend in the palace.

Therefore, upon hearing Yueya's words, Consort Hui clenched her handkerchief and prepared to leave.

Jiang Sese suddenly called out to Consort Hui, "Your Highness, wait a moment."

High fever and lower abdominal pain after childbirth are clearly symptoms of postpartum infection.

Consort Hui turned around, her face still showing anxiety.

Jiang Sese said, "Your Majesty, Consort Liu's symptoms are very likely due to a postpartum wound infection, also known as postpartum wind. The imperial physician said it's due to blood deficiency and fever, which is treated as a deficiency syndrome. If it's an infection, simply replenishing blood won't bring down the fever; the inflammation must be eliminated first. My penicillin is exactly what's needed. However, I should make this clear beforehand—this medicine is something I made myself; it's still in the experimental stage and hasn't been approved by the Imperial Hospital. Whether or not to use it is entirely up to the imperial physician's judgment. I'm just leaving the medicine here so that if we really run out of options, we'll have another option."

Jiang Sese spoke quickly and urgently, but her voice was unusually calm.

As Consort Hui listened, a look of surprise, hesitation, and gratitude appeared on her face.

She was only concerned about her relationship with Consort Liu; otherwise, she wouldn't have cared.

But what is Jiang Sese's motivation?

Most people would run away as fast as they can in this situation; self-preservation is the wise thing to do. Jiang Sese is clearly not that kind of foolish or clumsy person, yet she...

Jiang Sese looked intently at Consort Hui.

If she didn't have the title of Princess Chenjia, it wouldn't matter, but she is a princess now, so as long as she doesn't rebel, she'll be fine.

Consort Hui couldn't help but give Jiang Sese a deep look. She didn't say much, but just squeezed her hand tightly and said, "You're so thoughtful." Then she had Yueya carefully put away the small porcelain bottle that Jiang Sese handed over, asked about the usage and dosage, and hurriedly led her people to Consort Liu's palace.

Consort Hui was skeptical, but ultimately decided to try anything, and following Jiang Sese's advice, had someone carefully administer the homemade penicillin to Consort Liu.

At first, the people in the Imperial Hospital insisted on the old prescription, thinking it was just a novel remedy by the princess and didn't pay much attention to it, continuing to treat her as a blood deficiency syndrome.

Two days passed, but Consort Liu's high fever did not subside at all. Her complexion became increasingly emaciated, she suffered from persistent lower abdominal pain, and her breathing became weak. She was already in a critical condition.

The imperial physicians were at a loss and could only shake their heads, admitting that the medicine was ineffective and they could only leave it to fate.

Left with no other choice, the palace servants had to follow Consort Hui's instructions and administer the medicine left by Jiang Sese on time and in the prescribed dosage.

The remarkable effect came very quickly.

Within half a day, Consort Liu's high fever, which had plagued her for days, gradually subsided and stopped burning her repeatedly. Another day passed, and the persistent abdominal pain gradually subsided. Her previously cloudy and weak breathing gradually became smooth, and she finally regained consciousness, able to drink water in small sips and open her eyes to speak.

In just three days, Consort Liu, who had once teetered on the brink of death, miraculously began to recover. Her appetite returned, her pulse stabilized, and she was completely out of danger.

The Imperial Medical Academy was in an uproar.

Their postpartum ailment, which had left them helpless and for which herbal medicines had proven ineffective, was miraculously saved by a bottle of unnamed folk remedy.

Emperor Jingyuan had long known about Consort Liu's critical condition after childbirth, and had only instructed the Imperial Hospital staff to do their best and leave the rest to fate. Upon hearing that Consort Liu had been saved by Jiang Sese's penicillin, Emperor Jingyuan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Isn't Chenjia's medicine specifically for treating knife wounds?"

Wang Huaijin quickly bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, this servant initially thought that Princess Chenjia's medicine only treated external injuries."

"When Consort Liu's maid came to report the news, I asked a few questions. The maid said that the princess was talking to Consort Hui at the time. When she heard that Consort Liu had a persistent high fever and lower abdominal pain, the princess said that it might be a postpartum infection and that her penicillin was the right treatment."

Emperor Jingyuan put down his vermilion brush, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Postpartum infection?" Never heard of it.

"Yes." Wang Huaijin lowered his eyes respectfully and continued to report, "When the princess handed the medicine to Consort Hui, she also gave a few special instructions. Consort Hui relayed these instructions to the imperial physician word for word, and only then did the imperial physician dare to use it."

"To my shame, the senior officials of the Imperial Medical Academy were initially skeptical of this medicine. It was Consort Hui who made the decision, saying that the princess was always prudent and she would take responsibility if anything went wrong. That's why Consort Liu was given the medicine. Who knew it would work so well? The imperial physicians were finally convinced."

Emperor Jingyuan nodded slightly, his face showing a thoughtful expression.

The next morning, Xiao Lu arrived at the Princess's residence.

Jiang Sese was recording the growth of mold on a new batch of culture medium in the pharmacy when she heard Hongdou report. She took off her gloves, dusted them off, and was already prepared. Penicillin had saved Consort Liu's life; Emperor Jingyuan couldn't possibly ignore it.

Xiao Lu read out the imperial edict in the main hall.

Emperor Jingyuan's meaning was clear: Consort Liu was much better now, and this penicillin could not only cure postpartum fever, but the army was also in dire need of such a good medicine for treating injuries. He asked her what her plans were.

Jiang Sese quickly calculated in her mind that Emperor Jingyuan wanted the medicine, not the prescription.

Having gained a better understanding of the situation, Jiang Sese replied frankly, "Since Your Majesty has spoken, I am naturally willing to do my best. Curing Consort Liu is nothing; if it can help the soldiers in the army, then this medicine will not have been made in vain."

Jiang Sese frankly stated her plans: penicillin production was currently limited, and her small pharmacy could not meet the army's needs. However, she was willing to provide the imperial court with a certain quantity of finished products each year, with the usage jointly approved by the Imperial Medical Academy and the Ministry of War, prioritizing supplies to seriously wounded soldiers. The price would be based on cost, without profiting from the army, but the expenses for the pharmacy's craftsmen, raw materials, and premises would be covered by the imperial court.

After listening, Xiao Lu smiled and bowed again: "His Majesty has another message for me to convey to the Princess: how big the venue should be, how many people are needed, and how the funds should be allocated. The Princess can ask the Ministry of Revenue for whatever she needs. If she needs a venue, we will expand it; if she needs people, she can choose them herself. This matter will be handled by the Imperial Medical Academy and the Ministry of War. The Princess should write a progress report every month and submit it to the palace, which will then be presented directly to His Majesty's desk."

Jiang Sese accepted the imperial edict respectfully.

From then on, her pharmacy became semi-government-run, with royal backing, orders from the Ministry of War, and funding from the Ministry of Revenue.

After seeing Xiao Lu off, Jiang Sese quickly started calculating in her mind: expand the factory and hire more skilled workers.

By the way, Fei Ying is still waiting for the batch that the Embroidered Uniform Guard wanted.