After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 56

Jiang Suizhou paused, frowned, and looked down at the doctor's disciple's face.

But the disciple's head was hanging too low, and he couldn’t see anything except the glimmer of tears just moments ago.

Jiang Suizhou was about to look again when he heard the old man speak up. "Please extend your hand out, Your Highness."

Jiang Suizhou looked at him and saw him with lowered eyebrows and eyes, respectfully waiting in the same place, seemingly waiting to take his pulse.

He faintly glanced at his disciple, then slowly extended his hand and rested it on the pillow that the old doctor had laid out.

"Your disciple is quite tall," Jiang Suizhou withdrew his gaze and commented indifferently as if without thought.

The old man put his finger on his wrist and smiled respectfully: "Your Highness, you wouldn’t believe it. This boy was originally a farmer. He fled from the north some years ago and came here. I saved his life, so he followed me."

The old man glanced at his apprentice and said, "He's from the countryside. He hasn't seen anything in the world, so I hope Your Highness won't blame him."

Jiang Suizhou chuckled lightly but did not speak again.

A moment later, the doctor withdrew his hand that was taking the pulse and knelt down respectfully in front of Jiang Suizhou.

"Speak." Jiang Suizhou lifted his hand and accepted the hot tea that Meng Qianshan handed.

The doctor replied, "I have diagnosed Your Highness's pulse and have some humble opinions, but..." he paused and then said, "Your Highness needs to dismiss the crowd."

Jiang Suizhou glanced at him with downcast eyes: "Why? What must be said in private?"

The doctor answered unhurriedly, "Although Your Highness's pulse is weak, your pulse is weak and unstable on the surface. It appears that there are possible causes other than contracting an illness."

At this point, he cautiously stopped talking and raised his eyes to Jiang Suizhou, quietly waiting for the latter’s next instructions.

His gaze was calm and penetrating, which stunned Jiang Suizhou.

Jiang Suizhou immediately understood that this old doctor had seen the fishy origin of his illness.

His heart skipped a beat; his gaze was a bit flustered, and for the first time, he looked toward Huo Wujiu.

He did not expect that this doctor, who was seemingly a charlatan, actually had a few tricks up his sleeve.

Fortunately, Huo Wujiu sat there quietly, reading a book with his eyes cast down, and was seemingly oblivious to their exchange. Jiang Suizhou assumed he did not hear the hints in the doctor's statement.

Presently, his room was full of people. In addition to the silly Meng Qianshan, there were many maids and servants. The matter of him poisoning himself was a private discussion between him and Gu Changyun, and no one else knew about it. Of course, it was inappropriate to make it public for more people to hear.

He pondered for a moment and lightly ordered, "All of you, go out."

Meng Qianshan was stunned. "Your Highness?"

Jiang Suizhou's eyes traveled between the old doctor and his disciple, and he said lightly, "Since this old gentleman wants to talk to me in private, let me talk to him. You lead this gentleman's disciple to the side room, and let him drink a cup of tea for now."

Meng Qianshan immediately replied, dismissed the servants, and bowed to invite the doctor's disciple out.

Then he realized that Huo Wujiu was still left in the room.

Meng Qianshan hesitated for a moment.

Er...Madam Huo had stayed in his master's room day after day and now although his master wanted to dismiss everyone, he wasn't sure if his Madam was considered among the people to dismiss.

He promptly looked askance at Jiang Suizhou.

However, before he could make a move, Huo Wujiu, in the corner, put the book aside, pressed his wheelchair and rolled out in silence.

Meng Qianshan sighed with relief.

This master, whom the Prince placed on the tip of his heart, was one he couldn't provoke. But fortunately, although this master was aloof, he was very conscientious, leaving him, a servant, with a lot of room to perform his duties.

According to Jiang Suizhou's instructions, Meng Qianshan led the doctor's disciple all the way to the side tea room and asked him to take a seat for the time being.

Madam Huo was also 'kicked out' with the rest, so Meng Qianshan naturally couldn't leave him alone. As soon as Meng Qianshan went out, he diligently invited Madam Huo to the tea room and poured a cup of tea for both of them.

After pouring the tea, Meng Qianshan hung his hands and stood by his side.

Huo Wujiu's gaze swept over the man sitting in a restrained manner at the other end of the tea table, then raised his eyes to look at Meng Qianshan.

This kid's face had always been unable to hide anything. He'd better fool him.

Although he was waiting here at the moment, he couldn't hide his anxiety. At first glance, he was worried about Jiang Suizhou's situation in the room. He wanted to go and stand guard, but because he received no order, he had to endure it here.

Huo Wujiu spoke gently, "Go and do what you ought to do."

Meng Qianshan was taken aback, and snapped a glance at him.

Madam Huo, who was sitting there quietly, put down the tea cup without lifting his eyes and said, "You're not needed here."

Meng Qianshan felt as if he was granted an amnesty.

When he heard the doctor, who appeared skilled at seeing patients, express his opinion, his heart was already hanging by a thread. He just wanted to stand guard at the door and wait for the Prince to call him. But the Prince drove him out together with the others. He had to take care of his other master, too, so he naturally didn't dare to leave easily.

But it was different now. His master had spoken!

Meng Qianshan was aware that in the absence of the Prince, nothing definitely could go wrong in obeying this master. He just assumed that this master must have considered him too much of an eyesore. When he hurriedly exited, he still didn't forget to be grateful and thanked Madam Huo repeatedly.

However, Madam Huo didn't spare him a glance.

Huo Wujiu looked down at the tea on the table, and out of the corner of his eye, he quietly watched Meng Qianshan exit from the tea room and thoughtfully close the door after him.

The sound of footsteps drifted away.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and looked at the man sitting across the tea table.

He did not say anything and only fixed a pair of dark eyes at him.