Chapter 115 Why don’t you wait until I die?
After Mrs. Jiang left, she went to Haitang Garden again. Doctor Ma was treating Jiang Guiyu, so she asked about Jiang Mingyang's condition.
"The Third Young Master has been studying for days without a break, and his mind is overwhelmed with worries, keeping him awake at night. That's why I prescribed this medicine. It's a bit strong, but it's exactly what's wrong with him."
"If Madam is worried, I will adjust the prescription tomorrow and use milder herbs."
Mrs. Jiang looked at Doctor Ma's sincere face and waved her hand, "Forget it, it would be fine if he could have a good sleep for two days."
After sitting for a while, Mrs. Jiang left.
As soon as she left, Jiang Guiyu asked Doctor Ma.
"What's wrong with Mingyang's body?"
Doctor Ma shook his head and said, "The Third Young Master is in good health. He just wants my help to recuperate."
"You're still hiding it from me! Don't forget, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to become the Jiang family's court physician."
Jiang Guiyu lowered his tone, and there was a rare hint of severity in his soft voice.
Doctor Ma knelt down and apologized, sweat breaking out on his forehead.
He was just a barefoot doctor in the village who knew a little about medicine. He came to Yanjing just to look for his relatives. But before he could find them, the city gates were closed.
In order to make a living, he wanted to find a job as a doctor in a clinic, but no one wanted him because of his poor medical skills. Unexpectedly, he was found by Jiang Guiyu's people and invited to work as a doctor in the Shangshu's family.
The job of a court physician is much better than that of a physician in attendance, and it is also prestigious to tell others about it.
Doctor Ma had already figured it out within a few days of arriving at the Jiang family. The second young lady in front of him was the most favored one in the Jiang family. He absolutely dared not offend her, so he could only tell the truth.
The last time he saw the patient, it was just a blind cat catching a dead mouse. He used a folk remedy to stop the cough of the second young lady, so the Jiang family was convinced that he had real skills, so Jiang Mingyang came to him.
Doctor Ma certainly didn't dare to say these words to Jiang Guiyu. He only told Jiang Mingyang what medicine he prescribed and what it was mainly used to treat.
After hearing this, Jiang Guiyu's face suddenly darkened.
"Such a big thing, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Doctor Ma gritted his teeth and pushed the responsibility onto Jiang Mingyang.
"This disease...the Third Young Master won't let us talk about it."
Jiang Guiyu coughed a few more times, and then took a breath after a break.
"That's all. But if this gets to a third person, your head..."
Doctor Ma immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "I understand."
After Doctor Ma left, Jiang Guiyu asked Cuizhu to find Maoyuan and told him to come to Haitangyuan as soon as Jiang Mingyang woke up.
At this time, Chu Hean had already arrived outside the city with a dark face.
He was the high and mighty Seventh Prince, but when the matter was exposed, his father was disappointed and scolded him. He didn't even dare to take a servant with him and hurried out of the city.
Fortunately, his mother sent someone to tell him to stay outside the city without worry.
Smelling the disgusting smell in the air, Chu Hean's face turned so dark that ink seemed to drip out.
Xu Yan brought a veil soaked in medicine and asked Chu Hean to wear it for self-defense.
Chu Hean was furious. He grabbed it and threw it to the ground.
That wasn't all, he then steered the horse and let its hooves trample the veil into the mud, as if that would vent his anger.
Xu Yan lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, the plague has spread more severely in the past few days. There is an urgent need for funds outside the city. If we throw away the face towel, there is a risk of infection."
Suddenly, Chu Hean's eyes were full of violence.
He swung his whip and hit Xu Yan hard, but Xu Yan didn't dare to move.
The wound on his back was hit and two more marks appeared, causing him to tremble in pain.
"You useless thing, why don't you wait until I die before you tell me?"
Xu Yan quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
He knew that at this moment Chu Hean really wanted to kill him.
The stench in the air grew stronger and stronger, making Chu Hean feel nauseous several times.
He looked down at the loser kneeling on the ground with a heavy gaze and said, "Bring me your face towel."
Xu Yan took off his face towel without changing his expression and handed it to Chu Hean.
Although Chu Hean felt disgusted, he still wore it on his face.
He raised the whip high. Xu Yan tensed his body and did not dodge or evade. Unexpectedly, this time the whip only landed on the horse.
After the horse ran out, Xu Yan raised his head and his heart sank again.
The direction Chu Hean rushed to was his previous tent.
And now, this account belongs to Xie Lingyun.
Xu Yan jogged to catch up, and saw from a distance that Chu Hean was stopped outside the tent by Xie Lingyun's men.
Xie Lingyun was so bold that he actually dared to stop the Seventh Prince outside the tent.
In the distance, a guard had been waiting outside the medical tent. When Jiang Qingyue came out, he told her that Chu Hean had arrived.
"Miss Third, Brother Xu has just been beaten by the Seventh Prince. Given our prince's temper, Brother Xu will definitely be beaten again soon. Miss Third, can you... help stop them?"
Jiang Qingyue raised her head and saw Chu Hean standing outside Xie Lingyun's tent.
Oh, it was outside his former account.
At this moment, Xie Lingyun's cold voice came from behind the curtain.
"All the people here are looking forward to the arrival of the Seventh Prince, and you are blocking him outside the door?"
Xie Lingyun was scolding his own people, but Xu Yan always had the feeling that he was speaking indirectly about someone else.
Chu Hean had a gloomy face. He pushed the guards away and strode in.
Xu Yan followed closely behind, but just as he stepped into the tent, he heard Xie Lingyun say, "What are you doing here? Why don't you go and set up a tent for your prince?"
Are you not going to pay back the money and are just occupying it?
Chu Hean glanced at the injured Zhao Cheng. Before he could say anything, Xie Lingyun said, "Deputy General Zhao was injured while suppressing the bandits. I have specially allowed him to recuperate in my tent."
Forget it, he looked at Xu Yan again.
"Why, your guards are also injured?"
Xu Yan apologized in a low voice, left quickly, and called a few people to quickly set up a new tent.
In the tent, Chu Hean stood opposite Xie Lingyun. One was a prince, the other was a general. One was noble, the other was majestic.
Before Chu Hean could even react, Xie Lingyun asked casually, "How does Your Highness plan to deal with those spies from the enemy country?"
His eyebrows jumped fiercely, "What did you say?"
Xie Lingyun's eyebrows furrowed, "Your Majesty, don't you know about this?"
Chu Hean's expression became subtle.
He really didn't know that he had only read one or two of the letters written by Xu Yan.
All he knew about outside the city was the plague, and he had no idea there were any enemy spies.
His heart tightened, "Does my father know about this?"
Xie Lingyun's eyes were dark and unclear. "I thought Your Highness had already told the Emperor all this, so... naturally I wouldn't do anything unnecessary."
After hearing him say this, Chu Hean felt relieved.
Then, his expression changed drastically again.
"Xu Yan dared to keep the truth to himself. Does he still have eyes for me?"
Chu Hean, who had just pushed the blame away, raised his eyes and met the mockery in Xie Lingyun's eyes.
He was so angry that he rushed out of the tent and beat Xu Yan, who was helping to set up the tent, half to death.
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