After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 53
At the door, Meng Qianshan hurriedly ran in and plopped on his knees in front of Jiang Suizhou's bed.
Jiang Suizhou was startled.
It was really no wonder he was distracted. It was just that the Imperial Doctor's performance surprised him too much. He and Gu Changyun originally only wanted to fool him for a while, but never thought it would have such a remarkable effect.
It even made people think that his days were numbered?
Jiang Suizhou wanted to laugh.
He saw Meng Qianshan kneeling in front of him with tears in his eyes. Just as he opened his mouth, he burst into tears.
"Master!" Sorrow enveloped him.
He made Jiang Suizhou tremble in fright. For a spell, he felt that he was no longer a living person, but a piece of memorial tablet placed on the bed.
"Control yourself." He frowned.
Meng Qianshan wiped his tears in a flurry. However, the more he wiped, the more tears fell, like a bottomless river.
"Master, surely we can find a doctor who can cure you!" he cried, "If anything untoward happens to you, I won't live, and I'll serve you underneath..."
"All right, all right."
His weeping gave Jiang Suizhou a headache.
"Okay, in a moment, you will go out and look for people to put up notices for me. Afterward, send some troops to the surrounding counties to find a doctor," he instructed, "Anybody with excellent medical expertise, whether they're famous or practice unorthodox methods, must be brought back. Understood?"
Meng Qianshan nodded repeatedly.
Jiang Suizhou casually yanked a silk handkerchief and lightly flung it on his face.
"If you understand, go and do it. Don't mourn in front of this Prince," he said.
Meng Qianshan whimpered and nodded again. He wiped his tears and ran out to do his job.
Jiang Suizhou watched his back with some amusement.
Although his own 'dying' was fake, Meng Qianshan's reaction...still moved him.
He withdrew his gaze and happened to meet Huo Wujiu's eyes out of the corner of his eyes.
Jiang Suizhou froze and turned his head to look at Huo Wujiu.
Huo Wujiu frowned and looked straight at him sullenly.
With no one else in the room, Jiang Suizhou uttered a snorting laugh heedlessly and curled his lips in a smile: "Did you also think I am about to die?"
Huo Wujiu frowned and looked him up and down.
A few moments later, he said slowly, "Don't take it to heart. The doctors in the capital have encountered very few difficult cases, so don't dwell on their diagnosis."
Jiang Suizhou was stunned, and then he seemed to realize that Huo Wujiu had thought he was a little out of sorts from anger.
He froze and was about to speak, when he saw Huo Wujiu approach him with his wheelchair pressed. He said indifferently, "You'll eventually be cured."
Jiang Suizhou was momentarily stunned.
Whether it was his illusion or not, he heard a clear affirmation from Huo Wujiu's mouth, as if he was promising him something.
At present, he was obviously just a captive...
Jiang Suizhou did not know how Huo Wujiu had already contrived plans in this very short period.
He had shifted all the early and step-by-step plans he had in mind forward, and changed a safe and smooth road into a thorny shortcut.
And all this was to break free from his cage in advance, to step into the blood mud of all those enemies who bullied and humiliated him, and guide his sword toward the Jing Dynasty. While at it...while at it, he would search all over the world and find someone who could save this dim-witted and invalid Jingwang.
...It was just in passing.
Jiang Suizhou was totally in the dark about this, but he somehow felt the firmness in his tone.
He was momentarily stunned, then spoke steadily, saying words that made him feel a little out of bounds himself.
"Of course, I'll be fine," he echoed.
"...I can heal you too, do you believe it?"
After that day, Jiang Suizhou recuperated in his residence with peace of mind.
He looked too content, and within two days, Huo Wujiu noticed the signs. He didn't resemble a terminally ill patient, but rather like a hunter who was waiting for his prey to fall into the trap.
And why exactly was he doing this?
Huo Wujiu would always remember the words he said to him that day.
Jiang Suizhou said he would heal him, and he asked him whether he believed it or not.
Huo Wujiu couldn't possibly not grasp what he meant. But, for the first time, he, who had always been bold, did not dare to delve deeper.
How could someone harm himself in order to seek medical treatment for him?
The notion was like a little animal that broke loose and rampaged its way to his heart. He was so flustered that he hurriedly shut the little thing back to its cage and randomly found a corner to tuck it in.
This was the very first time in his life that he had done such a cowardly deed.
Jingwang Manor was sedate and peaceful, but in the Ministry of Rites, there was turmoil and chaos of war in recent days with everyone feeling imperilled.
The Ministry of Justice thoroughly investigated Ji You, but only found that he embezzled and could not find the whereabouts of the money. So, in accordance with the court's practice, officials of the Ministry of Justice dropped in and questioned all the officials up and down the Ministry of Rites who had contact with the matters of the Emperor's birthday banquet.
Few people, who held office at court, were spotless. Moreover, His Majesty was in charge of investigating the case, so no one dared to neglect it.
Those innocent bystanders also had some calculations. They must hide under such thorough scrutiny for fear of being caught in the crossfire.
Jingwang Manor wasn't spared either.
After scouting all the way down, an official finally went up to the door of the Jingwang Manor.
Everyone in the court knew that Jingwang was unwell these days and had been recuperating in his house. There were also rumors abounding that His Highness Jingwang was seriously sick this time and might be to the point of death.
Naturally, the official did not dare to touch Jingwang's bad luck. When he arrived at the residence, he conducted a routine inquiry, and then left.
After all, His Highness Jingwang was not short of money, so why would he be greedy for more? Even if he embezzled this four or five thousand taels, His Majesty would never blame him for the sake of brotherly love.
The official just wanted to go through the motions.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he left King Jing's Anyin Hall and passed by the garden of the manor, he heard a restrained voice from an elevated lane. The voice with a trace of exasperation reached his ears.
"Can you blame me for this? Isn't it because the Prince has bought a house outside and raised a younger one? I don't even know where the Prince got the money to build a 'golden house' for that little fox!"
The official from the Ministry of Justice paused and looked in that direction.
In the corner of the garden, a beautiful gentleman in red was standing in the corner with arms akimbo, ranting in a whisper to the maid at his side.
The author has something to say:
Jiang Suizhou: Speaking of this good wife, we have to look at our Chang Kyun...
Huo Wujiu rocked his wheelchair and moved out gloomily.
Jiang Suizhou: Why are you leaving?
Huo Wujiu: To kill the dog Emperor and be your good wife.
