Mary Su Stuart

Francois fell ill in the middle of the night and was in a hurry, so Marie didn't know it at first.After all, no one wants to be single-minded and report everything to his classmate, the young Queen of Scots - even if she is his fiancée.

The Four Marys were ashamed that they were not well informed.However, Mary didn't have the nerve to blame the maids: they were still a group of little girls, and it was not easy to do intelligence work.

Although Francois occasionally had minor ailments such as a cold and fever, it did not seem to be serious during the limited time Mary spent with him-although Mary knew that he, who was frail and sickly in history, would die at the age of 16 due to hearing loss. She died from an intracranial infection caused by an internal infection; but she always felt that was still far away.

Now Mary had to think carefully about this question.It should be noted that Francois' health is closely related to her future.

After all, because of the existence of their marriage contract, France's support for Scotland can be described as comprehensive; the protection of her personal safety is even more in place.

In this era, there is a lack of medical care and medicine, and most of the diseases are actually carried by the human body.Seeing Francois, whose face was flushed from coughing, pitifully letting the attendants wipe their noses, and his chapped lips under the high fever, who could not speak clearly, Mary felt a sense of anxiety that she had nowhere to start.

In modern medicine, apart from antibiotics and hormones... what effective nursing methods are there for this typical respiratory infection?

Mary really used 1 brains, taking out some long-term past life memories, and flipping them over and over again.

fever?Gee, forget about ibuprofen and acetaminophen.Alcohol, because of the risk of being absorbed by the body and causing intoxication, has been removed from the nursing guidelines.That leaves things like ice packs and warm water scrubs that are a little better than placebos.

cough?Well, there are no hormones, and neither is aerosol inhalation.What's more, most of the known and modern cough medicines are not recommended for children, let alone the various "earth remedies" with unknown ingredients.However, although the principle is not very clear, evidence-based medicine has proved that honey can relieve cough, so you can try it.

Stuffy nose?It is said that washing the nose with sea salt water has a miraculous effect.It's a pity that the sea salt and water in this era are full of impurities, and they dare not use them directly for the crown prince.

It's just that there is nowhere to use all the knowledge, and Mary is so sad.However, in the spirit of doing her best, she suggested through the housekeeper, Mrs. Fleming, that the crown prince try the most "mild and harmless" honey first.

Henry II's new favorite was a little hesitant. "This... is said to be a native Scottish recipe? But, Your Majesty, where did you learn it from?"

"Edinburgh and Strindberg, and even with its Mayhome Abbey, have rich and well-stocked books," said Mary as much as that. "My Lord is above, it must be Him, who taught me to recognize in the chaos, and guided me what is the proper treatment."

What kind of books can the young queen really understand?The housekeeper hesitated.At this time, Si Mary, who admired her master quite a lot, stood up and confirmed to her with a very strong and determined attitude that the queen was diligent and studious, and never made mistakes.

In this way, Mrs. Fleming, who was skeptical, carefully sought the opinion of the court physician.After that, she didn't encounter any opposition.

Cough, after all, it has long been recognized that honey is nourishing; it's just that it was rarely given to children in the past.

Only two days after the "auxiliary medicine" was delivered, the imperial physicians who discovered its curative effect began to praise the Scottish lady.

Later, they realized that they should thank the future crown prince even more.

Mary Fleming told the queen excitedly: "Your Majesty, they are very impressed with your method! They also said that they will try to promote it."

Mary, encouraged, cast a proud glance at Miss Fleming.Immediately, she grew a bit sad: Oh, the same surname is Fleming, why couldn't he invent penicillin (penicillin)!

It is not enough, man, to have liberty, but also to have adequate health.Most of the medical care to protect health needs the support of "drugs".

——So, time-traveling girl, let's go, 12 years of compulsory education, natural science has left a back door for you.

Since then, there has been a surge of pride in Mary's heart.

Wait and see, she can do more, she still has to figure out how to prepare saline.

There is no running water in this era, but relatively clean water can still be obtained through simple sedimentation, filtration and other disposal.It is not difficult to boil and sterilize, but the preparation of distilled water takes some work.

Fortunately, Mary is an aristocrat standing at the top of power. As long as she expresses her ideas, someone will often help her to do so.

Thanks to her two uncles Guise, they are quite familiar with the three religions and nine streams in Paris.In addition to the imperial doctor, they also dug out a few smart craftsmen from the corners of the capital to assist in the manufacture of a set of glass distillation equipment—although they all had doubts about the niece's plan and were full of puzzles.

Then, Mary asked the pharmacists to try to purify the salt specially provided by the royal family as much as possible.Although pure sodium chloride is almost impossible to obtain, it should not be mixed with too many impurities.

Mary reassured herself that the sea salt water that is often used to relieve respiratory symptoms in modern medicine is not pure normal saline.

This formula with a concentration of [-]% is always unforgettable for those who have survived the ravages of the college entrance examination.

Technology changes the world!

Finally, Mary looked at the simple neti pot in the hands of the imperial doctor and ignited her ambition to create the future with technology.

That's right, salt water is not for eating, but for washing.Modern medicine has verified that proper nasal irrigation has certain curative effect on resisting upper respiratory tract infection.

Uh, it looks like it can be used for healing... so what?

Mary rubbed her brown hair, thinking about the contents of "Nursing of Common Diseases in Pediatrics".

However, her focus on medical issues has come to an end for now.Because, after two weeks of tossing, François, who was mostly recovered from his illness, finally resumed class.

Formal and fulfilling study life set sail again.

The Chinese teacher, whose teaching plan was disrupted, sighed silently at the two children, planning how to deal with the current learning progress.

Mary, who persisted in studying hard, certainly amazed him, but the crown prince was the absolute focus of his class.

As for Marie, out of the kindness of an adult, she decided to "hide her strength" in the face of Francois.From time to time, she secretly thought to herself: Oh, what are you doing competing with a poor sick child; he is more than a year younger and a boy with relatively backward language skills, so she should take care of him more.

The four Marys were relieved to find that the queen had changed her attitude, stopped studying in class, and began to care and love the crown prince in various ways—Master, you finally got the hang of it; you need to cultivate your relationship well.

After her care, Francois seemed flattered, and he devoted himself even more to his studies.Although he was not as good as Kangxi's sons who had read the article a hundred times, he did his best and did not give up until his mouth was dry.

As for writing, this is really incomparable.The age gap is there, and the development of finger functions cannot be accelerated... Mary had no choice but to "play stupid" appropriately and slightly.

In this way, the prince is catching up, and the future princess will grow steadily, and the atmosphere in the classroom is peaceful.

In addition to the literature, the lecturer calmly told everyone about history and geography: surrounding countries, overseas conditions, politics, education and economy.The teacher's language is humorous and fascinating, which delights Mary, who is thirsty for knowledge. She often gets carried away and talks loudly, causing a group of ignorant children to look sideways.

Occasionally, Mary remembered to restrain her edge appropriately.But after glancing at Francois' amazed little eyes, she felt inexplicable pride again.

Hmph, to be a child is to be the king of the child—this is the pride of the time-traveling girl.

Mary, who shined in the cultural class, had to rush to another "battlefield" where there were no boys: female red class.

Needlework, even in Western Europe where "a woman without talent is a virtue", is still a compulsory course for girls.The queen of a country is no exception.

Surrounded by the maids, Marie poked needles and spun threads, wondering from time to time what it would be like for Francois to be in the equestrian class.

So, on this day, Mary, who was given two severe needles again because of her absent-mindedness, slipped away from the class with a small solution.

The so-called urine escape is also.

She even got rid of the silly and big Miss Beeton who was her personal attendant, and went into a corner of the garden alone.

To Mary's surprise, this corner, which is quite close to the equestrian training ground, has already been occupied first.

Oops, it was François who also skipped class (?).

The boy's clothes were messed up, his hands and feet were covered in mud, his face was flushed, and he was kicking the tree trunk angrily, muttering all kinds of obscenities such as "animal", "bitch", and "fuck you".

Mary blinked.There is such a contrast in this child's body; although it is not considered "cute", but the expression is also very unexpected, and she does not hate it.

Also, is this a "normal" stage of child development?

Mary smiled and moved closer. "Swearing is not the work of a knight."

Francois was startled when he saw her just now.Mary continued: "So, we have to hide and talk secretly."

Then, she opened her mouth and spit out a series of Scottish vulgar words quickly.

——She really doesn't have any psychological burden, and he can't understand anyway.

Although Francois was still a little confused, he was suddenly amused by Mary.

"Don't you... don't you think this is obscene?" His tone was a little apprehensive.

"Well, we are still children, and we need to release our nature occasionally." Mary replied quite easily.

She is sincere. "Release your instincts and reduce stress, which is as important as following the rules."

Originally, the grown-ups themselves are extravagant and licentious, but blindly use those ideal knights as an example to educate and restrain children, which is really helpless.

Francois blinked half understandingly.Mary suddenly discovered that his eyelashes are really long...

Bonus points for appearance.

"You don't ask me what I'm scolding?"

Mary is kind. "Oh, what are you scolding?"

Francois suddenly said sleepily: "Actually, I... just fell."

He turned his head slowly, gritted his teeth, and stared at Mary closely. "I really envy you...you are healthy, and you are a girl. If you don't rush to learn how to ride a horse, you won't fall off the horse. You don't have to work so hard, and you don't have to worry about being called timid."

Mary guessed, "So, you ran out alone to avoid those 'buzzing' noises like flies?"

François, with flushed cheeks, laughed. "Yeah, those cumbersome admonitions are as annoying as flies."

As he spoke, he rubbed his nose, coughed a few times, and sat down on the ground.

"I really envy you. The teachers all praised you for being quick-witted and smart, and you learn everything effortlessly." Francois sighed heavily.

"I...but I don't have such an extraordinary talent."

Mary sat with him on the grass, looked at his half-drowned head, and brushed the brown hair unconsciously.This, listen, is a little inferior to the inferiority of the top students?

Oh my god, this precocious baby.

However, François is obviously under six years old, where did he learn those complicated words?

"You keep restraining yourself...do you let me in on purpose?"

I'm afraid, someone really hit him secretly, Mary thought.Moreover, this child seems to be a little sensitive.

She paused, trying to confuse the past: "Your Highness, we are 'equal'. And I, Mary Queen of Scots, do not like humility."

The boy raised his head with suspicious eyes; however, there seemed to be no rebuttal.

In the end, Francois said with some grievances: "You still did better than me."

"I'm one year older than you." Mary resisted the urge to give him a shudder, and reluctantly enlightened him patiently.

Francois actually retorted: "That's just an excuse."

Although it is actually the gap between adults and children...but on the surface, the gap of 'one year' is not short in the process of children's development, so it can't be said to be an excuse, right? !

Damn, I really want to use "Burke's Lifelong Developmental Psychology" to wake him up.

Mary couldn't help sighing: Didn't you say that the nobles are so dandy, this one, so aggressive, it's like that.

Out of love for children, Mary took a long breath and continued to explain:

"Also, because you were born in a royal family where I am the only one, with both parents, safe and stable. But I was born in adversity, encountered various dangers, and just left the turmoil and came to this peaceful land."

"Distress will temper people's minds and urge people to grow."

Francois seemed to understand some complicated words, but because of her patient answer, he was much calmer.

"Ah."

Mary took the opportunity to win over the relationship: "However, although there are some differences, we are generally similar. Look, Your Highness, we are all royal families without real power, and are the 'future monarchs'. I have ascended the throne, but I have never personally governed; and you, It's still just the crown prince. We also live under the protection of your father; our present and future are closely linked."

Francois stared blankly at Mary, as if he was really comforted by her illogical words.

A gust of wind blew by, he slowly lowered his head, and gently grabbed the small white flowers in the grass, as if in a daze.

Mary watched him play in silence for a while, and wanted to say a few more words to divert his attention, but found that Francois's breathing gradually became rough and laborious.When I looked closely, my cheeks were pale, and I reached out to touch them, and there was cold sweat on the forehead.Mary immediately became alert-this is, what happened again?

She was about to cry: I just said a few words to him, and we obviously didn't do anything...