The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

Your Majesty is to be vaccinated in secret.

There were smallpox patients in the palace, and for good reason, His Majesty once again moved into the summer palace by the lake.This time he brought only a small number of servants, but he drew a small troop of cavalry from the guard in the southeast of the capital as guards. It was the "army supported by Colonel William Ston's private property" that was being held up by the conservatives. .

Dr. Hermann came to the summer palace as a health adviser.

After explaining the process of vaccination to His Majesty, he put the surgical knife on the candle and roasted it.

"What are you doing?" asked His Majesty.

The doctor didn't look up, but stared intently at the scalpel.William Ston, standing aside, explained: "I read from the notes left by my father that the Chinese use fire and boiling water to clean utensils that touch the human body, which can reduce the infection rate of diseases and post-operation infections."

His Majesty stared at the knife heated on the fire, still looking very nervous, "Did you also use this method in those three sheds?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." This time it was Grace who answered.His Majesty usually doesn't talk so much, and Grace knew he was scared.He should be holding His Majesty's hand now, but he didn't really want to do it in front of William.

"Doctor, you just said that you vaccinated more than 1000 people and five of them died. Is that true?" His Majesty asked again.

"That's right, Your Majesty," this time it was the doctor who answered, and the old gentleman said calmly, "The five people who died were all nobles, and the nearly one thousand civilians we inoculated in the shed, and the colonel's regiment Not a single person died from it.”

His Majesty laughed dryly, "...Does this also have something to do with identity?"

"Of course, we all know that the body structure of the poor and the rich are different. The poor can still work in the face of starvation and cold, while the rich can sometimes get serious infections from being cut by leaves—"

"Doctor Herman." William Ston gently stopped him, and then said to the king: "Your Majesty, you are in the prime of life, and you have no other diseases, so that kind of misfortune will not happen."

The king repeated in a low voice: "There is no other illness..." He looked up at Grace, held his hand tightly, and asked Dr. Herman, "You seem to be a little dissatisfied with me?"

Dr. Herman held the cooled scalpel in his hand, still with that calm face, "My last son died on the battlefield, in the Seven Years' War provoked by the royal family."

"But it was my mother and the regent who started the war. In the six years I have been in power, there has never been a large-scale war." His Majesty took his arm off the table waiting for vaccination, "You To my surprise, doctor, I thought you were on the same side as Colonel Ston."

The doctor looked straight into the king's eyes, "Colonel Ston said that the war has already been provoked, the border has always been unstable, and large-scale wars may happen again at any time. Only a complete victory can bring real peace to our country. I Believe what the colonel says."

The king looked at him for a few more seconds, suddenly laughed, and put his sleeves rolled up on the table again, "Colonel Ston is indeed a convincing person."

The inoculation process went smoothly, and His Majesty showed some courage and asked the doctor to make an extra cut on his arm, creating a wound in the shape of a cross.

After that, His Majesty needs to rest, and everyone except Grace must leave this room.

"Colonel," His Majesty lay on the bed and stopped William Ston, "Do you know Grace's current situation?"

William Ston stopped and turned his head.

"With her status, she has the status she has today, and she has attracted many enemies." His Majesty answered his own question, "You have already experienced the jealousy of those people. Have you assumed that, if I can't If they continue to protect her, how will those people punish her? Send her to a monastery? Exile her abroad? Or accuse the king of a pagan act of 'putting cow pustule into a human body'— —”

"Your Majesty, you don't need to continue." William Ston interrupted him beyond the norm. He saw that Grace was frightened and was looking at him in panic.

He solemnly said: "Your Majesty, I have already promised to protect your safety, and I will try my best to do it. I have never broken any promises, and my soldiers are all good soldiers who are loyal to the country. If necessary, we will Fight to the last drop of blood for His Majesty's safety."

His Majesty smiled, and took Grace's hand again, "Needless to say, I'm really going to scare her. Grace, don't be afraid, that's just the worst plan. Colonel Ston, thank you for your loyalty to the country, and I'm glad you realize that my safety is the safety of the country, which is why I trust you more than those Swiss mercenaries - well, you can go out, I just need Grace to accompany me .”

That night, His Majesty also had a fever, but worse than Eva's: he had a high fever and was lethargic most of the time.

Grace stayed by his bedside every step of the way, feeding him water and talking to him when he was a little more awake.

"You are really afraid that I will die," His Majesty laughed at him, "I was scaring Colonel Ston before."

"I'm worried about you, Chris, what else can I do for you?" Grace asked him worriedly.The doctor said that this situation can only rely on the patient's own physical fitness and willpower, but Grace does not think that His Majesty is superior to ordinary people in these two points.

"You don't need to do anything, just stay here with me." His Majesty said, "It's a good thing those ministers didn't come, otherwise I would have to be bled...Grace, have you ever been bled?"

Grace shook her head. The most serious illness he ever had was the typhoid fever last winter. At that time, the Earl of Arundel's doctor treated him and did not bleed him.

"Stupid way... I feel like I'm going to die every time I do bloodletting... Grace, if I die, don't let others see my body, you come and change my body—"

Grace knew that he was a little confused at the moment, otherwise he wouldn't have said such a thing.Soon, His Majesty fell into a coma again.

In the middle of the night, His Majesty woke up for a while and asked Grace: "I gave you a reward of [-], and you spent [-], but you didn't buy the hat back...Where did the money go? Give it to Colonel Stone Gaina Are there three sheds?"

Grace was so startled that she broke into a cold sweat, but fortunately, His Majesty didn't wait for his answer persistently, and fell asleep again after a while.

When it was just dawn, His Majesty's body temperature was close to normal, and his sleep had settled down. Grace stretched herself, opened the door and walked out.

William immediately turned around, the two were silent for a moment, Grace took a few steps towards him, "Did you stand all night?"

William smiled softly: "Standing guard is not hard for a soldier... What about you, Grace, haven't you slept at all?"

Grace shook her head and said, "Your Majesty's fever has subsided. Please call Dr. Herman after he wakes up."

William asked him to go to sleep for a while, but Grace couldn't bear it, every second with William was happy, and she couldn't waste it in sleep.

He sent a servant to prepare tea, and told William to join him on the sofa.When he sat down firmly, he felt that it was wrong to order the servant just now: it was too skillful, and it seemed that he had begun to enjoy this superior lifestyle, which was not what William used to like.

Until the servant brought the tea, he was still thinking about it, unable to drink from the teacup.

"Grace," William called to him softly, "wait for me." He went to give an order to a soldier standing guard in the corridor.

Grace's eyes followed him.He had seen William talking to his subordinates before, but it was during vacation, in the villa.William then looked the same as at other times, serious but gentle.

This was the first time he had seen William speaking to his own soldiers as an officer.Is it true that my brother is like this most of the time?His speech was so concise and accurate, his tone was so decisive and powerful, and his expression was so majestic and solemn.

Grace watched obsessively until William sent the soldier away and walked back alone.

William returned to sit opposite Grace, took out a gold pocket watch from the inner pocket of his coat, and handed it over: "Grace, do you like it?"

Grace took it.This pocket watch is smaller than the one William gave him to tell the time when he was a child, and it has more decorative patterns, and the dial inside is more exquisite when opened.

It's a lady's pocket watch, very pretty, and he likes the patterns on it.

But he asked William cautiously: "Who is this a gift for?"

"It's for you, Grace. Now even if you broke the watch again, you shouldn't cry like you did when you were a child, right?" William said in a joking tone, but it sounded a bit sad, "Yes, Grace is a big girl now... so I figured, instead of always giving you the little things, there should be a better present."

Grace smiled shyly, and a little bit on the verge of crying.He lowered his head and pretended to admire the pattern on the pocket watch, rubbing the smooth surface with his fingertips, "All the gifts you gave me are good. I also like this gift very much."

"As long as you like it," William said with relief. "Make it your nineteenth birthday present, can you, Grace? It's months late, but..."

Grace looked up in surprise, unable to believe that William had brought up the conversation that day.He thought that after hearing what Alan Stone said, William would avoid him again... Then he felt that he might be dreaming. He was too sleepy after not sleeping all night, and he actually fell asleep unconsciously.

But if it was in a dream, he could be bolder...

He held the pocket watch to his chest, opened his eyes wide, and asked the person sitting opposite him: "Brother, you won't avoid me anymore, will you?"

"No, never again."