Chapter 725: Meeting Zhao Duan
The night is dark.
It enveloped the house, hiding its luxury and bustle, and it was dark and silent.
A tall figure holding a sword walked quickly into the house. The moonlight shone on his face, revealing his fatigue and hostility.
The young man walked quickly to a room, suddenly stopped, and then gently pushed open the door.
"Is that you, my dear?" The sound of the door opening woke up the person sleeping in the inner room.
After a while, a gentle-looking woman walked out from inside.
When she saw the man, she was surprised and said, "It's really my dear husband. My dear husband is back."
This man is Zhao Duan, the deputy commander of the imperial guards, and this woman is his wife.
"My dear, come in and see Cong'er?" Mrs. Zhao said, holding his hand.
"I feel cold, let me warm up a little so as not to pass the cold air to him." Zhao Duan looked a little fierce, but there was tenderness in his words.
If this happened to any other child, it might seem pretentious, but when it came to their son, it was something they had to pay attention to.
Cong'er is too fragile, and a cold could take his life.
"How is Cong'er?" the man asked softly.
The woman's eyes dimmed a little. "I woke up for an hour during the day and then fell asleep. I was clearly awake for two hours yesterday. The time I'm awake is getting shorter and shorter..."
The time I spend awake is getting shorter and shorter. Will I never wake up again in a few days?
The woman didn't dare to think further.
"My dear, do you want to ask the doctor to come and take a look at Cong'er?"
Zhao Duan pursed his lips and said nothing.
It was not easy for Zhao Duan to have this son.
He and his wife sought medical advice for seven or eight years before they had this son.
Of course, you hold it in your hand for fear of it falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of it melting.
However, no matter how careful he was, he still contracted that inexplicable disease. He consulted countless doctors, including the imperial physician in the palace, but no one could cure him, and the symptoms became more and more serious day by day.
Until he met a doctor, who gave him medicine, which Cong'er took.
Cong'er has indeed improved and is not in as much pain anymore.
But gradually, another symptom appeared: once he stopped taking the medicine, he would become manic and irritable, and become hideous and terrifying.
Zhao Duan soon discovered that the doctor was not an ordinary doctor, but Zhao Shu's man.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had fallen into a trap.
Zhao Shu took advantage of his weakness and asked him to do things for him.
Only by working for Zhao Shu can he get the medicine and let Cong'er live and not suffer so much.
Zhao Duan made an extremely painful decision, betrayed his loyalty and worked for Zhao Shu.
But, even though he was working for Zhao Shu, why was Cong'er getting weaker day by day?!
"I'll go see a doctor tomorrow." Zhao Duan said.
Zhao Duan felt warm before entering the inner room.
A small child was lying in the soft quilt. Even under the dim light, the paleness of the child's face could not be concealed.
The child's breath was weak, as if he might disappear at any moment...
Zhao Duan's heart was in a knot.
In this cold and dark night, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Who is it?" The woman muttered softly and went to open the door. She soon heard the door close, but no sound came out.
Zhao Duan sensed something was wrong and quickly stood up. When he saw two more people in the room and his wife's mouth was covered by someone, he was about to draw his sword.
"Deputy Commander Zhao, do you still remember me?" The man took off his mask, revealing his face.
It was Wei Qing.
Originally, his wife wanted to deceive him and Doctor Su to prevent them from being discovered by Zhao Shu.
However, Wei Qing refused, as it would be easier for him to convince Zhao Duan if he showed his true face.
For example, if it was a stranger now, Zhao Duan would have chopped him down with the sword in his hand long ago.
Seeing that it was Wei Qing, he was very surprised: "Master Wu."
"Madam, I am a guest of Deputy Commander Zhao. I will let you go, but please don't make any noise." Wei Qing said in a low voice.
The woman nodded repeatedly, and Wei Qing let him go.
The woman quickly hid behind Zhao Duan.
Zhao Duan looked at Wei Qing.
"Lord Wu, are you aware that you are the focus of the Imperial Guards' attention?" Zhao Duan laughed, but his eyes were cold. "Are you walking into a trap by coming to my mansion?"
The imperial guards were always keeping an eye on Wu Yu. Zhao Duan was really surprised that he could enter the capital quietly and appear in his own mansion.
"I'm not here to walk into a trap, but to help Deputy Commander Zhao solve his problems." Wei Qing said with a calm smile.
Zhao Duan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Solve my problems? Lord Wu, what difficulties do I have?"
He really thought it was ridiculous. Wu Yu was the bird in the cage. He was so arrogant to say that he could solve his problems for him.
"Your son is seriously ill." Wei Qing said.
Zhao Duan restrained his smile and cast his sharp eyes on Wu Yu. It seemed that Wu Yu really knew something.
"Then what?"
"I brought a very good doctor to check on your son."
After Wei Qing finished speaking, the middle-aged man who was following Wei Qing, carrying a medicine box and had a very weak presence, took a step forward, allowing Zhao Duan to notice his presence.
Zhao Duan looked at Doctor Su and didn't take it seriously.
"How powerful is he? Is he more powerful than the best imperial physician in the palace?" Zhao Duan asked.
"The head of the Imperial Medical Bureau and I each have our own strengths." Doctor Su said seriously.
Zhao Duan: ...You really dare to brag.
"I haven't seen Young Master Zhao's illness, so I can't make a definitive diagnosis. Could you let me observe, listen, ask, and feel him?" Doctor Su asked.
Zhao Duan was impatient and was thinking about how to deal with Wu Yu.
Catch him and send him to Zhao Shu?
Zhao Shu harmed and coerced him, and he was unwilling to do so.
What if we don’t help Zhao Shu?
If Zhao Shu loses, his entire family will die.
"Deputy Commander Zhao, don't you think your son's symptoms are somewhat similar to His Majesty's?" Wei Qing suddenly asked.
Zhao Duan's expression suddenly changed.
In fact, he had this idea vaguely.
The symptoms were very similar, both very painful and very hideous.
But His Majesty's condition is more serious. He is skinny and looks like a ghost.
"Of course it's similar, because the medicine he took was all from a sage doctor. Your Majesty didn't become like this overnight; he's been taking the sage doctor's medicine for years. Young Master Zhao is young and has other illnesses, and with this medicine, he simply can't last as long as Your Majesty has." Wei Qing said, "Zhao Shu's medicine won't cure Young Master Zhao; it will only speed up his death."
Zhao Duan's face looked extremely ugly.
Wu Yu knew more than he did, which was consistent with his guess.
Moreover, judging from Cong'er's situation, Zhao Duan had to admit that Wu Yu was right.
The medicine Zhao Shu gave couldn't cure Cong'er at all, it only made his condition worse.
But what can be done? Without taking medicine, Cong'er will not be able to survive.
"So, let me bring this doctor to check on Young Master Zhao. Maybe he can find a solution." Wei Qing continued.
Zhao Duan didn't say anything.
The woman behind him relaxed a little and tugged at Zhao Duan's sleeve.
"My dear, why don't you let this doctor take a look at Cong'er?" The woman's tone was pleading.
Before Zhao Duan could say anything, a sudden bang was heard from the inner room, accompanied by a childish wail of pain.
Zhao Duan and the woman hurried in and saw Cong'er lying on the ground with a slightly distorted face.
It happened!
"Hurry, go get the medicine." Zhao Duan said hurriedly.
At this moment, a figure ran over and started to check the child's condition.
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