Tang Dynasty: After living together with Chang Le, Li and his companion were dumbfounded.

Lu Chen stood up.

He walked to the clothes rack, ripped off the down jacket, and put it on.

He took out his keys and his wallet.

He paused when he reached the entrance hall.

I turned my head and glanced at the other side of the dividing line.

The curtains were drawn, so no one could be seen.

However, the voices of Li Lizhi and her maid could be heard, but the conversation was unclear because the entire bedchamber was separated by the sound.

Lu Chen didn't think much of it, opened the door and went out.

In a northern city at 5:30 a.m., the sky was just beginning to lighten.

The streets were almost deserted, and the cold wind stung my face.

He walked three blocks and found a 24-hour pharmacy.

When he pushed open the door, the night shift employee was startled.

"What's wrong with you so early in the morning, bro?"

"Buy medicine."

For the next half hour, Lu Chen turned the pharmacy upside down.

Salbutamol aerosol, two vials.

Budesonide/Formoterol inhalation powder, one box.

Montelukast sodium chewable tablets, two boxes.

Ambroxol hydrochloride oral solution.

Amoxicillin capsules.

Azithromycin dispersible tablets.

Multivitamin tablets.

Caltrate D.

Vitamin C chewable tablets.

Honey, loquat syrup, throat lozenges.

There are also two boxes of N95 masks—the air quality in Datang is fine, but the cold winter air is a death sentence for asthma patients.

Seeing that he was carrying more and more things, the shop assistant tentatively asked, "Brother, is someone in your family sick?"

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment.

"...I guess so."

The shop assistant helped him pack everything into three large bags.

When paying the bill, Lu Chen glanced at the total price.

More than thirteen hundred.

He hasn't paid his rent for this month yet.

My salary card balance is less than four thousand.

Lu Chen's hand didn't even tremble when he handed over the bank card.

"Swipe your card."

……

When I walked into the rented room carrying three large bags of medicine, it was already broad daylight.

The palace opposite the dividing line was quiet, with curtains hanging low.

Lu Chen placed the medicine bag on the table and began to sort and organize it.

Keep a bunch of first aid supplies on hand—salbutamol spray must be within easy reach.

For daily control medications, put them in a bunch—inhalers and montelukast sodium are for long-term use.

Put a bunch of supplementary items in there—vitamins, throat lozenges, and the like.

He arranged everything neatly, then took out his phone and took a picture of each medicine. He then opened his notes app and began writing the instructions for use.

Salbutamol: Used for acute attacks, one to two puffs each time, with an interval of four to six hours...

Budesonide Formoterol: Twice daily, once in the morning and once in the evening, rinse mouth afterwards...

He wrote very carefully, and checked it twice after he finished.

All the technical jargon has been replaced with the most common, plain language.

Just as he finished writing the heading—

The curtain was lifted.

Li Lizhi had finished dressing up at some point.

She wore a moon-white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), her black hair was styled into a flowing cloud bun, and a plain silver hairpin was inserted into it.

She looked elegant and dignified, a stark contrast to her disheveled appearance when we first met last night.

She stood on the opposite side of the dividing line, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the three bulging bags on Lu Chen's table.

"You went out?"

Her tone was calm, but Lu Chen could hear a hint of curiosity in it.

"Yeah, I bought some things."

Li Lizhi's gaze swept over the three bags.

"What did you buy?"

Lu Chen picked up the salbutamol aerosol from the table and waved it at Li Lizhi.

"medicine."

Li Lizhi's gaze fell on the small blue jar, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"What do you need medicine for?"

"For you."

Li Lizhi's expression immediately turned cold.

"I am not ill."

Lu Chen did not respond to that sentence.

He took out the medicine from the three bags one by one and placed them on the table.

Then I picked up the memo covered in writing and read it aloud.

"This blue one is called salbutamol." He pointed to the aerosol spray. "When you have difficulty breathing or can't catch your breath, just press it against your mouth, and it will relieve the discomfort in a few seconds—"

"As I said, I am not ill."

Li Lizhi interrupted him.

His voice was a few degrees harsher than before.

Lu Chen looked up at her.

You coughed three times last night.

I coughed twice more while getting ready this morning.

"Your breathing rate is a bit fast, about twenty breaths per minute, while the normal rate is sixteen to twenty breaths per minute."

"Your lips are purple, and your nails are also a little purple—this is a sign of chronic hypoxia."

His tone was not strong; one could even say it was indifferent.

It's like reading from medical records during a hospital internship.

But every word she uttered precisely struck at the very spot where Li Lizhi least wanted to be touched.

Her expression changed.

I'm not angry.

It's the panic of having your secret exposed unexpectedly.

She instinctively gripped her sleeve tightly.

The best imperial physicians in the Tang Dynasty would only say in general terms, "Your Highness is weak and needs to rest and recuperate."

No one could describe her symptoms as specifically and accurately as the person in front of her.

This made Li Lizhi feel inexplicably uneasy.

"You..." Her voice trembled slightly, "What gives you the right to say such things?"

"Because I've studied it."

Lu Chen put down what he was holding and said to her, "In my time, treating illnesses was a specialized field of knowledge called modern medicine. I studied it for four years."

"Your symptoms are called asthma in our area—a kind of asthma."

He paused.

"It can be cured."

Upon hearing those three words, Li Lizhi's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

This illness has been with her ever since she can remember.

Every autumn and winter, when the weather changes suddenly, it feels like an invisible hand is gripping my chest.

My breathing became increasingly shallow and shallow.

In severe cases, I can't sleep at all and can only sit up and gasp for breath.

The imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Academy changed batch after batch.

Acupuncture, herbal medicine, medicinal cuisine, aromatherapy—we've tried everything.

Useless.

Every imperial physician concluded in the same way: the princess was weak and needed to rest.

Rest and recuperate.

Li Lizhi had no idea how many years she had heard those two words.

She hadn't heard the words "can be cured" in a long time.

So long that she herself stopped having any expectations.

So when Lu Chen said those words, Li Lizhi's first reaction was not joy.

It is a precaution.

She knew all too well that the more hope one held, the more devastating the disappointment would be.

Li Lizhi once again suppressed all her expressions.

"My health is being taken care of by the Imperial Hospital."

Her voice regained its detached coldness.

"I appreciate your kindness."

"But I have no need for things of unknown origin, and besides, I can't get through this invisible wall."

After saying that, she turned and walked back behind the curtain.

The curtains fell, separating the two worlds.

Lu Chen stood there, looking at the hanging curtain, without chasing after it.

He understands.

If he were a person from ancient times, and a stranger suddenly pulled out a bunch of strange-looking things and said, "This can cure your illness," he probably wouldn't believe it either.

Moreover, the other party is a princess.

People in the royal family are taught from a young age to be wary of anything of dubious origin.

Lu Chen did not force him.

He picked up the salbutamol aerosol, walked to the dividing line, squatted down, and gently placed the small blue can on the floor right next to the dividing line.

On the floor on his own side.

He wasn't sure if he could pass the item through. After all, they had tested it the night before, and he hadn't been able to get through, nor had the guards the other party had sent earlier.

But at least it's here, so if anything happens, he can get it the fastest.

Lu Chen thought for a moment, then took out the bottle of loquat syrup from the bag and placed it next to him.

This doesn't seem like medicine, so she might be more accepting of it.

After doing all that, he got up and sat back down at his computer desk.

Not urgent.

He has plenty of time.