After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 25.5

When the coughing stopped, Jiang Suizhou turned his head.

Before he transmigrated, he particularly disliked drinking Chinese medicine, but he didn't expect that ancient Chinese medicine tasted even worse than modern ones.

Meng Qianshan discerned the refusal in his reaction and said bitterly, "Please, Master. You'd better drink this medicine!"

Jiang Suizhou held his breath and said nothing.

The medicine was right in front of him. He was afraid that if he took one more breath, he would choke and lose half his life.

Meng Qianshan was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Master! If you don't take the medicine, how can you recover from this illness?!"

Jiang Suizhou froze.

...That’s right.

If he didn’t take this medicine, he wouldn’t get better, right?

If he was ill...would he be justified not to take Huo Wujiu to the emperor’s birthday banquet?

Since that day, Jiang Suizhou had rested in the mansion as a matter of course.

Many courtiers from top to bottom of the court sent him gifts of sympathy, and even the emperor rewarded him with an imperial doctor, grandly in the name of diagnosing and healing him.

Jiang Suizhou knew that the emperor was afraid that he was pretending to be sick, so he sent someone to take a look.

But Jiang Suizhou was indeed seriously ill. The imperial doctor also went back and reported that His Highness King Jing's body was really unfit for anything. The next spring rain would probably drench off half his life. The emperor was so happy that he rewarded Jiang Suizhou with a pile of worthless gold, silver, and jewels the next day. He allowed Jiang Suizhou to take a good rest, and he didn’t have to worry about anything in the court.

Ji You from the Minister of Rites also heard that Jiang Suizhou was down with a cold and became ill because of the assignment he assigned to him. That day, Jiang Suizhou asked Meng Qianshan to bring a letter to Ji You. Ji You was so guilty that he asked Meng Qianshan to bring back several books of unofficial history as his apology.

Jiang Suizhou was between tears and laughter. He asked Meng Qianshan to quickly put those faulty books away and store them somewhere he couldn’t see.

The next day, his fever went down, but he still hadn’t recovered from his wind chill.

Jiang Suizhou had never been so uncomfortable with a cold.

The original owner must have had a particularly weak respiratory system. When he caught a cold, his throat and lungs felt extremely uncomfortable. Because of his poor health, his illness has always recurred these days. His body was as cold as ice one moment, and he would be suffering from a low fever the next.

Jiang Suizhou was viciously tormented, but did not forget to secretly ask Meng Qianshan whether they should move Huo Wujiu out, so as not to infect him.

This was just an excuse. Jiang Suizhou wanted to use this excuse to move Huo Wujiu out.

After all, the emperor and Pang Shao were now thoroughly convinced that he was gay. They even thought that he was a gay with a penchant for some excitement. If that was the case, there was no need for him to keep Huo Wujiu in his room and let him sleep on the couch every day for nothing.

But Meng Qianshan shook his head repeatedly.

Hearing Jiang Suizhou’s words, he smiled so broadly that he ended up with a toothy grin.

"No need, Madam Huo doesn’t mind this." He relied on the fact that Huo Wujiu was not in the room at the moment and whispered his reply to Jiang Suizhou.

Jiang Suizhou frowned.

Meng Qianshan said, "You might not know this, but the day you fell ill, it was Madam Huo who discovered it. From the time the servant came in, Madam Huo kept holding your hand and didn't let go until you woke up!"

Speaking of this, Meng Qianshan was already laughing ecstatically.

Jiang Suizhou was a bit speechless.

He had an impression that perhaps..., it wasn't Huo Wujiu who was holding his hand, but him holding onto Huo Wujiu and refusing to let go.

However, even if he shared these thoughts, Meng Qianshan would not believe it. Even if Huo Wujiu was deprived of his martial arts skills, he could definitely remove himself from a sick man with a fever such as him, right?

Then he heard Meng Qianshan smilingly continue, “Master, I think Madam Huo treats you somewhat...Ah! No difficulty is indeed insurmountable if you're sincere. Sincerity can make metal and rock crack!”

Jiang Suizhou maintained his composure and drove him away.

Sure enough, once you tell a lie, you will pay for it sooner or later.

Looking at Meng Qianshan's triumphant backside, Jiang Suizhou gritted his teeth and shook his head. He could only put away the thought of moving Huo Wujiu out for the time being.

Although his illness was recurring, he was getting better day by day.

Initially, the emperor had sent an imperial doctor, but there was no more movement after that. Then, unexpectedly, another imperial doctor from the palace came within a few days.

This time, Jiang Suizhou saw the obvious difference in this doctor.

The one that the emperor sent before only diagnosed his pulse. When he saw that Jiang Suizhou was seriously ill, he bade farewell and left.

But this doctor was different. After he came, he gave Jiang Suizhou a detailed diagnosis. He even clearly checked what medicine Jiang Suizhou had eaten in the past few days.

Jiang Suizhou guessed that this imperial doctor was 80% sent by Pang Shao.

The emperor merely wanted to see Jiang Suizhou fall ill. Since he really was ill, the emperor was happy and didn’t care about him anymore. But Pang Shao was different. He was keeping an eye on Jiang Suizhou to see how he was, to see when he would get well, and to see if he could take advantage of it to pull other tricks.

Jiang Suizhou was dead tired of this kind of surveillance.

But he couldn’t drive this imperial doctor away. He came once every few days.

Until today.

It was the third visit of the doctor. After diagnosing Jiang Suizhou, the doctor smiled meaningfully and said, "Your Highness has recovered well. I think you’ll be well in two or three days. Just as well, the emperor’s birthday banquet is in four days’ time. His Majesty has been concerned about you every day. Now that you can attend, His Majesty will not be disappointed."

After saying that, he raised his head and left.