After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine - Chapter 11

[Chapter 11]

Meng Qianshan did not succeed in helping the Hof people move the yard today.

After the master found that something was wrong with the Hof people, and after calling him twice without getting a response, Meng Qianshan trotted all the way in a hurry, and went to find the doctor in person.

And Jiang Suizhou, who stayed in the room, ordered the rest of the servants to push Huo Wu Jiu into the inner room and help him to lie down on the bed first.

Huo Wu Jiu seemed to have a fever, the fever was severe, although he was still sitting upright, his reaction was much slower.

Only when someone wants to help him.

Just as the servant was about to touch his leg, he raised his hand like a conditioned reflex and blocked the person.

The man’s face was full of surprise, he saw Huo Wu Jiu lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse: “I’ll do it myself.”

Calm but unquestionable. The servant hurriedly looked at Jiang Suizhou, waiting for the prince’s order, but saw that Jiang Suizhou, who was sitting beside him, didn’t look at him, but set his eyes on Huo Wu Jiu.

Huo Wu Jiu didn’t pay attention to the others, he just put his hands on the armrests. Although his movements are skilled, he can clearly see that he is weak at this time and is already a little slow.

He propped himself up slowly and moved to the bed.

After sitting on the bed, he did not lie down, but slightly tilted his body and supported himself with the bedpost.

He was still sitting up straight.

Although there were no words, Jiang Suizhou could see a bit of innate pride in his actions.

His eyes paused, and suddenly he couldn’t help thinking of Huo Wu Jiu in the history books.

He was originally the son of the Duke of Dingbei of the Jing Dynasty, born in Yangguan. He learned to ride and shoot at the age of six, and hunted tigers at the age of ten. In the 20th year of Jianye, he was thirteen years old. His father was forced to rebel by Emperor Jingling, and he raised troops to resist the scenery. In the 23rd year of Jianye, in the Battle of Xunyang, his father died, and his uncle who revolted with his father was also besieged by the army.

It was he who took over the flag of commander in the chaotic army, stood out from the siege and rescued his uncle. He became famous in one battle with less victory. After that, he defended his uncle and became the commander of Liang Jun step by step.

Before he was captured, he had never fought a defeat, and he was invincible. In just four years, he rushed into Yecheng and drove the Queen of King Jing across the Yangtze River. From then on, Liang Jing divided the river and ruled.

What a young general in fresh clothes and angry horses, even if Shi Jia Pinggong wrote the book, he could not hide the legendary color of him.

That is the hero who has been studied countless times by him through the yellowing historical materials after thousands of years.

He should be a proud man.

Jiang Suizhou suddenly understood why the Empress had broken Huo Wu Jiu’s legs.

This seemed to be the only way to get him to kneel.

Jiang Suizhou was in a trance for a while, but did not notice that he was staring at Huo Wu Jiu all the time. He didn’t realize that, even though Huo Wu Jiu was already burnt out, he was still keenly aware of his eyes, at this moment he was frowning slightly and looking back at him.

When he came back to his senses, Huo Wu Jiu’s eyes were extremely bad.

Jiang Suizhou understood his eyes at a glance.

He seemed to be asking him silently: Why don’t you get out?

Jiang Suizhou: …

The little moving expression that was rarely raised in his heart immediately dissipated cleanly.

He took back his gaze without any money here, his face turned cold with guilt, stood up, put up his cloak with one hand, walked to the bed, looked down at Huo Wu Jiu condescendingly.

“Why hasn’t the government doctor come yet?” he asked the servant next to him coldly.

The maids and servants around him all know that the prince has a bad temper and is not easy to serve. Hearing that, not a single one dared to speak, and everything was quiet for a while.

But only Jiang Suizhou knew that he was clearly embarrassed by Huo Wu Jiu, so he hurriedly found a reason to make up for himself.

He took a corner to look at Huo Wu Jiu, but saw that he had already lowered his eyes and didn’t look at himself anymore.

…even when he’s sick, he’s really unattractive.

Fortunately, at this moment, Meng Qianshan came with the government doctor out of breath.

It’s still Zhou’s doctor.

The doctor of the Zhou family hurried over with the medicine box on his back, when he entered the room, he saw the prince standing by the bed with a cold face, as if he was confronting Huo Wu Jiu who was sitting there. Seeing him come in, the prince tilted his head slightly, and looked at him with cold eyes.

Zhou Fuyi, who was always timid, immediately lowered his head, not daring to take a second look.

“Come and show him.” He heard the prince coldly order.

“If you are like this, don’t die in this king’s mansion.”

The voice was very nice, arrogant and gentle, but with two inaudible breaths, it was a sign of poor health and lack of breath. .

Zhou Fu Doctor hurriedly responded, lowered his eyes and stepped forward, just in time to see Huo Wu Jiu who was sitting on the bed lightly raising his eyelids, giving Wang Ye an unexplained look.

He seemed to withdraw his gaze, but as if there was something that attracted him, his eyes paused, and then he glanced at the prince again.

Zhou Fu doctor was about to look again, but suddenly met a cold and gloomy gaze.

Huo Wu Jiu noticed his peeping.

Those eyes were clearly foggy and feeble, but they still frightened Zhou Fuyi. He quickly lowered his eyes, walked to Huo Wu Jiu’s couch, put down the medicine box, and respectfully diagnosed him.

Jiang Suizhou sat back again.

With Meng Qianshan on his side, he skillfully added new hot tea for him, put it by his hand, and asked cautiously, “Where is the prince staying tonight?”

Judging from the appearance of the Hof people today, he must not be able to serve the prince. Besides, he has a fever again, and the lord is frail. What if he passes the sickness to the lord?

Jiang Suizhou looked at Zhou’s doctor, but did not speak for a while.

Seeing that he didn’t intend to speak, Meng Qianshan quietly waited by the side without asking any further questions.

After a while, Zhou Fuyi turned around and knelt down in front of Jiang Suizhou.

“My lord, the Hof people’s illness is due to the high fever caused by the inflammation of the wound…” He hurriedly said, “Madam can bear it, it has been burning for a while. Madam is already seriously injured, and if you drag it on, I’m afraid it will be It ‘s going to be life-threatening!”

Jiang Suizhou frowned: “So serious?”

Zhou Fu doctor nodded: “I’m going to decoct the medicine when I’m young, and I’ll change the gauze for my wife in a while. As long as the fever is reduced in time, there will be no serious problem.”

Jiang Suizhou nodded: “Let Meng Qianshan decoct the

medicine, and you will change it for him.” Zhou Fuyi hurriedly responded.

Jiang Suizhou put one hand on his face, turned his head and looked at Huo Wu Jiu who was sitting beside the bed.

He was still sitting, but fainted. The pair of eyes that were staring at someone just now also closed deeply.

The government doctor carefully removed the gauze for him to clean the wound. When the government doctor carefully tore it apart, it was inevitable that the wound would still be pulled.

Huo Wu Jiu closed his eyes, but his brows were wrinkled. He pursed his lips, and was still holding back the sound of gasping, but when the gauze was torn, he could feel the pain from the trembling between his eyebrows.

Jiang Suizhou suddenly remembered something trivial.

When he was a child, he was still living at his father’s house, and he was pushed down the stairs by a younger brother who did not know which little mother gave birth to and twisted his ankle. His mother was in a bad mood in those few days and always cried. He didn’t dare to let her know, so he limped back to his room and endured it all night.

It was so torturous to endure the pain alone, and no amount of books could divert his attention.

However, for Huo Wu Jiu, this seems to have become a habit engraved in his bones.

Jiang Suizhou’s gaze couldn’t help but stop on him, but he didn’t move away for a while.

It was a crisscross of wounds, fresh, blood-stained, and deep.

… how painful this is.

He sat there quietly, watching the hospital doctor clean Huo Wu Jiu’s wound, wrap it in gauze again, and help him to lie down.

The mansion doctor returned to Jiang Suizhou, knelt down and replied, “My lord, the gauze has been changed. After that, just pour some medicine on the lady, and then wash some cold handkerchiefs to cool down. After the fever subsides, it will be fine.”

Jiang Suizhou nodded and raised his hand to signal him to do it himself.

The government doctor hurriedly prepared a handkerchief and put it on Huo Wu Jiu’s forehead.

After a while, Meng Qianshan came back with the medicine.

He handed the medicine to the government doctor, then returned to Jiang Suizhou’s side, bowed down and asked, “My lord, it’s getting late, why don’t you go back to Anyin Hall to rest first?”

Seeing that Jiang Suizhou was looking at Huo Wujiu, he didn’t Wang added: “If the lord is not at ease, the servants will leave more people here to watch.”

Jiang Suizhou paused.

He naturally knew that Huo Wu Jiu would definitely not be burned to death, and he had nothing to worry about.

However, he couldn’t help but think of the original Huo Wu Jiu.

At that time, no one must have bandaged him and changed the dressing. He just boiled it down like this. I don’t know how many days and nights it took, and he was forced to take his life back from the hands of the King of Hell.

Xu Shi knew what it was like to endure the pain alone, and Jiang Suizhou suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave.

After a while, he said lightly: “Find a book and give it to me.”

Meng Qianshan was taken aback.

His mouth was quick, and he said straightly: “Isn’t your lord not leaving…”

Jiang Suizhou looked up at him and blocked half of his words back into his mouth.

Meng Qianshan had no choice but to nod again and again, and went to look for books for him.

——When

Huo Wu Jiu woke up, it was the second half of the night.

He opened his eyes faintly and felt something on his forehead. He raised his hand, pulled the thing down, and saw that it was a wet, cool handkerchief.

He frowned.

It seems that since the afternoon today, he has started to have a fever. This is not unusual. He has been wounded so many times on the battlefield, and occasionally has a few fevers, and it will be fine to sleep.

In the evening, it seemed that King Jing had been here once, and he fainted without knowing what he was going to do.

Huo Wu Jiu raised his hand and touched his forehead.

A cool piece.

He was clearly conscious at this time, but he had a very unreal feeling.

He was obviously a prisoner of war captured by the enemy country, and a tool sent to King Jing’s mansion to humiliate King Jing. But at this time he was lying on the bed peacefully, the wounds on his body were treated cleanly and refreshingly, a cool handkerchief was placed on his forehead, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the air.

It was clearly bitter, but it seemed calm and peaceful.

He was born at the border, his life was very tough, and he was extremely able to withstand beatings. He had never been taken care of like this in his life.

He turned his head away.

I saw a man sitting in the dim light.

With one hand on his knee and the other on his head, he was already asleep. His long eyelashes covered his always cold, arrogant eyes.

The light shone on the side of his face, coating him with a soft soft glow.

Huo Wu Jiu clearly realized that he was guarding himself.

His breathing stagnated uncontrollably.

[End of This Chapter]