The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife

Chapter 613.1: Top-Tier Medicinal Efficacy

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In the following days, Marquis Gu immersed himself in the Ministry of Works, and Gu Jinyu tried to find him several times but couldn't even catch a glimpse of him.

Xiao Heng suffered superficial injuries and after a few days of recuperation, he finally got rid of the bandages.

Marquis Xuanping wasn't as lucky; his wounds were severe, with bones exposed. Despite being advised to rest, he stubbornly rode through the night and got injured again when a big tree fell on him, aggravating his waist injury.

In short, after Xiao Heng regained his freedom and returned to the officialdom, he, on the other hand, remained a pitiful figure confined to a wheelchair.

He couldn’t even play cards.

"Qin Fengwen."

He sat in the courtyard basking in the sun, calling out to Princess Xinyang who was on the other side helping Little Jing Kong tie his hair.

Little Jing Kong's mushroom-like hairstyle was now tied up in a small bun.

Princess Xinyang patiently tied it for him, and he happily let her.

All the while, she completely ignored Marquis Xuanping.

Marquis Xuanping raised an eyebrow, "Stop showing your closeness to the child in front of me. Your hints are useless; I won't have children with you anymore."

This infuriated Princess Xinyang so much that she grabbed a basket from the ground and slammed it over his head!

Marquis Xuanping, now with a basket over his head: "..."

"Qin Fengwen."

"Remove the basket."

"Qin Fengwen."

"You're being insolent."

"Qin Fengwen, Qin Fengwen?"

Gu Jiao had been busy with something at home recently, occupying both the front and back yards of Old Chief's residence. She also frequented the ironworks, getting herself covered in dust and grime every day.

Today, after returning from the ironworks, she freshened up and changed into clean clothes before heading next door.

It was time for Huangfu Xian's rehabilitation.

Today, Huangfu Xian was supposed to officially discard his crutches and stand up with the support of the railings on either side.

Huangfu Xian sat in the wheelchair, hesitant to move.

Gu Jiao approached him, maintaining a distance where she could easily reach out and hold him, saying, "Don't be afraid, try to stand up."

Huangfu Xian hesitated.

Being somewhat shy, Huangfu Xian preferred to train with fewer people around, so Yuya’er and Liu Quan intentionally stayed away from the backyard.

Gu Jiao added, "If you keep hesitating, Little Jing Kong will be here soon."

The thought of that little mushroom made Huangfu Xian grit his teeth.

He didn't want to appear weak in front of that little mushroom, nor did he want to disappoint him.

Taking a deep breath, he gripped the railings in front of him.

Gu Jiao watched him and said, "Stand up, Huangfu Xian."

Huangfu Xian exerted force with his arms, but his legs refused to obey.

"I... I can't stand up."

Obviously, he could walk several steps with the crutches, so how come he couldn't even stand without them?

This was a psychological dependency that Gu Jiao needed to help him break.

Gu Jiao repeated, "Huangfu Xian, stand up."

Huangfu Xian put in all his effort, veins popping on his hands, but as soon as he began to rise, intense pain shot through his residual limb like the stabbing of needles.

He fell back into the wheelchair, sweating profusely, "I can't! I... I can't stand up!"

Gu Jiao kept her gaze unwavering, saying nothing more, just repeating, "Huangfu Xian, stand up."

"Huangfu Xian, stand up."

"Stand up."

Huangfu Xian's thoughts drifted back to that icy night when his mother placed him in a snow pit she had dug out, shielding him from the raging blizzard with her frail body.

"Xian'er, live well..."

Huangfu Xian's eyes momentarily turned bloodshot. He firmly grasped the wheelchair's armrests, clenched his teeth, and slowly began to stand up.

With a thud, he placed one hand on the railing to his right, then swiftly placed the other hand on the left railing.

His arms started trembling from the exertion as he gradually shifted his weight onto his legs.

An inch, two inches, three inches...

He slowly moved away from the wheelchair.

The pain from his residual limb contorted his features.

He nearly fell back into the wheelchair.

"You're halfway there!" Gu Jiao said.

Huangfu Xian gritted his teeth again and stood up with determination!

The excruciating pain nearly made Huangfu Xian pass out. His back was drenched in sweat, but he had indeed stood up.

"Very good." Gu Jiao said calmly, "Now, release your left hand."

Releasing his hand wasn't the goal; it was mainly to prevent him from relying on arm strength.

Huangfu Xian's throat moved as he slowly lifted his left hand.

Gu Jiao promptly placed her hand under his, without really touching him, "Now, try releasing your right hand."

"I..." Huangfu Xian was extremely nervous. With his left arm unable to provide support, he was relying entirely on his right arm, causing pain in his residual limbs.

But after hesitating for a moment, he forced himself to let go.

Gu Jiao lightly supported his hand.

He stood entirely on his own.

He looked at his legs in disbelief, then at Gu Jiao in front of him, "I... I'm standing... Ah——"

He lost balance and fell forward!

Gu Jiao promptly caught him.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

"I said I wouldn't let you fall." Gu Jiao said, helping him back up and placing his hands on the railing. "But you'll still fall a few times in the future."

It was just about building his confidence in standing up.

"Hm!" Huangfu Xian nodded.

Crossing that threshold didn't seem as frightening anymore. It hurt, yes, but he already knew how much it hurt, so he had a reference point now.

"There’s no bone grinding pain." He said.

"We'll see after you take a few steps." Gu Jiao replied.

Sure enough, Huangfu Xian felt a slap in the face.

It was excruciating. Each step felt like walking on the edge of a knife, but at least the bone grinding would be numbed with anesthesia.

Gu Jiao thought that half of his pain was psychological, which seemed normal.

On the first day of formal rehabilitation, the focus was on adaptation. Gu Jiao didn't let him practice for too long. In less than half an hour, she had him sit back in the wheelchair.

By now, there wasn't a dry spot on Huangfu Xian's body.

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