Chapter 17 It Starts Because of You
Seeing Wen Hao stunned, Qi Shuo coughed twice.
Wen Hao slowly came back to his senses and looked suspiciously at the serious-looking boy.
Prince Jing was a quiet and gentle man, not the type to joke, not to mention they were not familiar with each other.
Was he really scared by her?
Therefore, a famous doctor was invited to the Prince Jing’s Mansion, and the long journey that the Prince Jing had taken in his previous life naturally did not take place.
Although it is rare for someone to develop a heart attack due to being frightened, considering that Prince Jing has always been weak and sickly, it is possible.
Although Wen Hao felt a little wronged, after all, the person who fell off the wall was fine, but the person under the wall was scared to the point of having a heart attack. Who could he go to for justice?
But she is not one to shirk responsibility.
After a moment's silence, Wen Hao knelt slightly and said, "I'm truly sorry. I didn't mean to do that that day. I can't bear the pain for the prince, so I can only send someone back to send some medicinal herbs and supplements as a token of my apology."
Qi Shuo shook his head: "Miss Wen, there is no need to do this. I don't lack these."
Wen Hao insisted: "The Crown Prince is the son of a prince, so he naturally has everything he needs. But since the Crown Prince's illness was caused by me, I can't just pretend nothing happened."
"Second Miss Wen should know that the prince's palace once went to your house to propose our marriage, right?" The young man cast a deep gaze on the girl's face, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Wen Hao's face suddenly turned red.
How can this person be so direct!
Her heart moved, and she thought of a possibility: Could it be that Prince Jing wanted her to sacrifice herself because she frightened him to the point of causing him to suffer a heart attack?
He just said that there is no shortage of medicinal herbs and supplements.
"Really? I haven't heard my mother mention it." Wen Hao's heart was in turmoil, but he didn't show it on his face.
It was impossible for her to admit it, otherwise, if Prince Jing knew that she had rejected the marriage and then went over the wall to him to clarify the doubts, it would seem that she was too shameless.
The young man raised the corner of his lips slightly, then lowered it: "So Miss Wen doesn't know yet."
"What do you mean by mentioning this, Prince?" Wen Hao asked calmly, alert in his heart.
"Father and Mother don't know the cause of my heart disease. If Second Miss Wen suddenly sends me supplements, it might cause unnecessary misunderstandings on their part."
"Unnecessary misunderstanding?"
Qi Shuo smiled: "For example, mistakenly thinking that Miss Wen regretted it."
The wind came from nowhere, bringing the fragrance of flowers.
The spring breeze softened the young man's voice: "So, Miss Wen, there's no need to send anything. Although my heart disease is caused by Miss Wen, I don't blame you."
Wen Hao listened silently, feeling that something was strange.
The servant's voice came: "Prince, Prince, where are you?"
"Miss Wen, do you have any questions?" Qi Shuo did not rush to respond to the servant's call, but asked patiently.
"No..." Wen Hao didn't know what to say.
"Then Miss Wen, please wait here for a while before leaving. I won't see you off."
Qi Shuo smiled at Wen Hao, then turned and walked out.
The servant Changshun came forward and asked, "Sir, where have you been?"
"I got bored waiting, so I just took a walk."
Changshun dusted the rattan chair with his sleeve and said, "Please sit down. I'll pour you some tea."
"No, I'm a little hot from walking just now, let's go back to the room."
Changshun was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Oh."
The young man walked leisurely in front, and the servant walked behind with the tea set in his arms. Gradually, there was no sound in the corner of the garden of Prince Jing's Mansion.
Wen Hao brushed aside the blossoming branches and walked out. He looked for a moment in the direction where Prince Jing had left, then skillfully climbed over the wall and returned to the general's mansion.
As the breeze blew, she noticed that the general's garden also had osmanthus trees, flower stands, and magnolias in full bloom.
Although the people are different across the wall, the spring scenery is similar.
Wen Hao naturally did not fully believe what Prince Jing said, and went to where Doctor Zhu was resting.
Unlike Prince Jing’s heart disease, which was “not serious”, the old lady’s heart disease required careful treatment, so Doctor Zhu stayed in the general’s residence during the day.
Upon hearing that the second young lady was coming to see him, Doctor Zhu suppressed his surprise and walked out.
"Excuse me for disturbing the genius doctor. I have something to ask you."
"I wonder what the young lady wants to ask me?" Looking at the 28-year-old girl whose brows had not yet completely shed the childishness, Doctor Zhu became more and more confused.
"Prince Jing——"
As soon as Wen Hao opened his mouth, Doctor Zhu felt nervous.
He now feels a headache when he hears the name of Prince Jing.
Seeing that Doctor Zhu looked strange, Wen Hao turned around and asked, "What happened to the miracle doctor?"
"It's okay, girl, go on."
"Prince Jing's heart disease—"
Doctor Zhu's eyebrows twitched.
He heard this and his head got even bigger!
"Is Prince Jing's heart disease serious?"
"It's not serious, it's not serious." Doctor Zhu said calmly.
"Can the miracle doctor diagnose the cause of Prince Jing's heart disease?"
Doctor Zhu looked at Wen Hao with a changed look in his eyes: "You shouldn't tell others about the patient's condition. Why are you asking this, young lady?"
Wen Hao showed a sad expression: "Grandmother has always been in good health, but she suddenly developed a heart disease. I heard that Prince Jing also had the same disease, so I want to learn more about this disease."
Doctor Zhu coughed and said, "The causes of heart disease are different. The old lady's heart disease is very different from that of Prince Jing's."
"Why does Prince Jing suffer from heart disease at such a young age?" Wen Hao asked unwillingly.
"Prince Jing?" Doctor Zhu stroked his snow-white beard and said slowly, "It must be due to a sudden fright..."
Wen Hao's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly felt a heavy heart.
Prince Jing's heart disease was actually caused by her fright.
In her previous life, she fell directly to the ground, and Prince Jing ignored her and walked away. But this time, Prince Jing reached out to catch her, and she threw him to the ground.
Wen Hao's bottom line is to clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment. After hearing this confirmed by the miracle doctor, she could no longer feel at ease and think that she had no responsibility.
Heart disease is no small matter. If Prince Jing becomes ill because of it...
Wen Hao rubbed his cheek in distress.
Wouldn't that mean she has owed a life?
Seeing the little girl scratching her face with worry, Doctor Zhu felt guilty and said hurriedly, "Prince Jing's symptoms are still mild and will not have much impact on his life."
"May I ask the divine doctor, can Prince Jing's heart disease be cured?"
Heart disease is different from other diseases. Even the mildest one can lead to serious consequences.
"Well..." Doctor Zhu said with difficulty, "It all depends on Prince Jing himself."
Wen Hao sighed: "Thank you, miracle doctor."
Even on the way back to the Wen Mansion in the carriage, Wen Hao still looked solemn.
Wen Chan saw that her sister was worried and asked with concern, "Second sister, is there something wrong?"
Lin, who was eating melon seeds, also looked over when he heard this.
Wen Hao thought about it and decided to listen to what his mother and elder sister had to say.
"If you owe someone something in particular, how do you make it up to them?"
Wen Chan was stunned when she heard this.
Is my sister hoping that her father will repent and make amends to her mother?
Lin spat out the melon seed shells and said without hesitation, "Give more silver and money until the other party is satisfied. Ah, don't think gold and silver are vulgar. For the victim, this is the most economical thing to give."
"But what if the other party has plenty of money?"
Wen Chan bit her lip lightly.
Yes, I'm talking about mother.
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