After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Chapter 52

Chapter 52

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 52

Although Jiang Suizhou felt that Huo Wujiu was rather baffling, he still returned to Anyin Hall that day.

He initially was reluctant to stay at Gu Changyun's place for a long time, and had been staying there purely because he was bedridden. Now that he finally got better, he naturally wanted to return to his own place.

——He had to face Huo Wujiu's scowls, though.

He also had no idea where he had provoked Huo Wujiu. However, knowing that this man was as capricious as the weather, with an utterly unpredictable temper, he didn't pay him any mind.

When he returned to Anyin Hall, he and Huo Wujiu remained in their own space as in the old days, and no one provoked anyone.

He also quietly waited for his arrangement with his two staff to take effect.

True enough, from the time Jiang Suizhou fell ill, the palace sent imperial doctors. Nonetheless, the imperial doctors only said that his illness was due to weakness and palpitation, and they couldn't cure it. Hence, even after taking bitter medicine for several days, he never got better.

Treatments did not work, and gradually, the news that the imperial doctors brought back to the palace became stale.

They told the Hou Zhu that His Highness Jingwang's health was deteriorating, and now he could only rest in bed. Perhaps because the illness struck too swiftly and damaged His Highness Jingwang's foundation, his already fragile constitution became even worse.

This was something worth celebrating for the Hou Zhu, more than the New Year.

Of course, sharing the joy with others was better than enjoying it alone. After knowing this, the Emperor immediately told the imperial doctor that there was no longer a need to treat him. However, he must go to Jingwang's Manor again and inadvertently reveal the matter to His Highness Jingwang. Tell him that his frail self might be running out of time.

The Imperial Doctor naturally did as he was told.

So, early this morning, when the Imperial Doctor from the palace checked Jiang Suizhou's pulse, he showed a look of swallowing the words on the tip of his tongue back.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Suizhou saw his feigned serious expression at a glance, leaned on the headboard, and coldly asked.

The Imperial Doctor sighed and hesitated for a while. Afterward, Then he sighed again and knelt down in front of Jiang Suizhou.

"Although this servant is reluctant to speak bluntly..." he sighed, "Your Highness better stop taking this medicine."

Jiang Suizhou knew it very well.

As expected, this serious doctor still couldn't deal with Gu Changyun's unorthodox methods. The doctor must have found that he couldn't cure him and ran to tell the Hou Zhu. He then got orders from the latter to stop giving him medical treatment in the future.

Then, their own recruitment notices for doctors could also be posted out.

Even the dead soldiers Xu Du kept on his behalf could act as servants. They could dispatch several of them to seek medical advice in remote places.

With this in mind, Jiang Suizhou was deeply at ease, but he still maintained an impatient expression. He frowned and asked, "Why should I stop it?"

The Imperial Doctor cautiously glanced at him.

"The truth is..." he stammered, not knowing how to say it.

Jiang Suizhou scowled: "This Prince dislikes hearing nonsense."

The Imperial Doctor criticized inwardly: I know you don't like to listen to nonsense, but I'm afraid you won’t be able to accept this concise truth.

He made up his mind and said cautiously, "The truth is, Your Highness is seriously ill. Your roots and bones are already damaged, so it's difficult to cure you.”

Jiang Suizhou was stunned.

What? Was Gu Changyun's medicine so good that it had fooled a wily old fox of the Imperial Hospital?

He was only focused on the doctor and didn't notice that when Huo Wujiu, who was nearby, heard this, his head snapped up. Huo Wujiu frowned and looked in Jiang Suizhou’s direction.

He listened as the Imperial Doctor stammeringly continued, "Your Highness also...also doesn't need medical treatment. If you have any tonic, bird's nest and ginseng, you can just take them, by all means. Maybe you can...can..."

"Can what?" Jiang Suizhou frowned.

The Imperial Doctor gulped his saliva and relayed the words the Hou Zhu had told him.

"Your days are numbered."

Right after his words fell, the room fell into a deathly silence.

The Imperial Doctor kowtowed on the floor and did not dare to move.

After a long time, he heard Jiang Suizhou's slightly tremulous voice.

"Get lost," he ordered.

The Imperial Doctor froze and looked up at him dumbly.

Then he saw Jiang Suizhou on the bed with a frosty face, towering over him and squeezing out a couple of words between clenched teeth.

"Get out."

As if given a second life, the Imperial Doctor rolled and crawled as he fled.

Soon, the only two people left in the room were Jiang Suizhou and Huo Wujiu.

Huo Wujiu's brows were wrinkled and rigidly tight.

...What did that Imperial Doctor just say?

He stared closely at Jiang Suizhou.

He saw Jiang Suizhou, sitting on the bed, raising his hand and rubbing his temples. It was as if he was trying to suppress some emotion. The corners of his mouth were twitching and almost trembling.

Just because he stayed at Gu Changyun's place for a few days, he...

The hand that Huo Wujiu placed on his knee clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand throbbed.

He no longer cared to grumble and ridicule Jiang Suizhou for abandoning himself to sensual pleasures.

Now he not only wanted to kill Gu Changyun, but also hated his own disability and uselessness. He could no longer turn the world upside down and find a doctor who could cure Jiang Suizhou for him.

He stared fixed at his hand.

He suddenly had an urge to initiate contact with Ji Hongcheng, risk finding Lou Yue in advance, blackmail him for his life-saving grace, and kill his bloody way out in advance.