Seeing this woman worrying about her husband even in her dreams, Yuwen Zhuo felt a dull pain in his heart for some reason.
Jiang Ting was usually an unfathomable monarch, and now he was looking at the woman on the bed, and no one could guess what was hidden in his heart.
Only those with keen observation could see that Jiang Ting's expression at this moment carried a hint of indescribable solemnity.
Half an hour later, seeing that Jiang Tian was sleeping soundly, the two of them left the courtyard again.
"The imperial physician will remain here until their condition stabilizes, then he can return to the palace. I must go back to the morning court session. You will stay here to take care of them. If anything happens, let me know immediately."
Yuwen Zhuo was still somewhat absent-minded, but upon hearing Jiang Ting's decision, he snapped out of his reverie, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said, "Yes."
Jiang Ting left without looking back, but left behind a few guards for Yuwen Zhuo to use.
There's not much Yuwen Zhuo can do.
He could only check on the two of them every fifteen minutes, and if he thought anything was wrong, he would ask the old doctor to take another look.
The old doctor also worked tirelessly all night.
But he was still shaken.
He would be content as long as the emperor did not punish him.
You must understand that if a doctor fails to cure a patient, he could easily incur the emperor's wrath.
Both of them were busy until dawn. Yuwen Zhuo told the old doctor to go to the guest room next door to sleep for a while, while he continued to keep watch.
To Yuwen Zhuo's surprise, Yan Jing'an was the first to wake up.
Yan Jing'an exercised regularly, and once his fever subsided, he looked almost completely recovered.
He opened his eyes and was somewhat surprised to see Yuwen Zhuo.
How did you get here?
When Yuwen Zhuo saw that Yan Jing'an was clear-headed and spoke fluently, a huge weight was lifted from his heart.
He told Yan Jing'an everything that had happened last night.
After listening, Yan Jing'an nodded quietly: "I'll go see her."
"You're still not fully recovered. The imperial physician said you need to rest more, so just stay in bed for now. I'll keep an eye on your wife for you."
Yan Jing'an smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes. He didn't say anything and quickly got off the bed.
"She is my wife."
After saying this, which was considered his answer to Yuwen Zhuo, he left the house and walked towards the room where Jiang Tian was.
Yuwen Zhuo blinked, feeling a slight moisture in his eyes.
Yan Jing'an, despite being a recent recovering patient and still pale, immediately went to take care of his wife.
Is this what married life is like?
Yuwen Zhuo was a little late when he followed Yan Jing'an over and found Yan Jing'an holding Jiang Tian, his expression gentle and his smile tender.
Yan Jing'an didn't see Yuwen Zhuo; his entire focus was on his wife.
Seeing the couple's interaction, Yuwen Zhuo put his foot back down.
After a moment's pause, Yuwen Zhuo said nothing, but quietly turned around, leaving the couple some space to be alone.
It wasn't until dawn that Jiang Tian fully regained consciousness.
Upon waking, Jiang Tian found herself in Yan Jing'an's arms. She looked up at him, her voice weak, "...You're awake?"
Yan Jing'an looked down at her, his voice extremely gentle: "You woke up a long time ago, you slept for a really long time this time..."
"Hmm, I overslept..."
Jiang Tian smiled and nestled closer to him affectionately.
The two didn't say much, but everything was understood without words.
Yan Jing'an held his wife for several hours, maintaining the same position to ensure Jiang Tian's comfort.
But he didn't show the slightest discomfort.
He smiled gently at his wife the whole time and whispered something to her.
Yuwen Zhuo listened quietly to the couple's conversation from outside, the dull pain in his heart seemingly never ceasing.
When the cook arrived, Yuwen Zhuo let her in without disturbing the couple.
He gently knocked on the door only after the food was ready: "Come out and have some food."
Not long after, Yan Jing'an and Jiang Tian came out together.
The two had already washed up and looked relaxed and in excellent spirits, as if they weren't the ones who had fallen ill last night.
"I'll have the imperial physician check your pulses again later. If there's nothing wrong, I'll have to take him back," Yuwen Zhuo said to the couple after finishing their meal.
"Yes, thank you all."
Yuwen Zhuo shook his head: "I will talk to the Emperor about it and ask him to find a doctor to live near you, so that the Emperor won't have to come in the middle of the night to check on your illness."
Hearing this, Yan Jing'an hadn't reacted yet, but Jiang Tian's eyes brightened even more.
Seeing his wife's happiness, Yan Jing'an didn't refuse: "Then thank you very much."
"You're welcome. Treat me to dinner another day."
Yuwen Zhuo softened his grip and patted his friend on the shoulder.
Yan Jing'an readily agreed: "Okay."
After the old doctor finished taking their pulses, his expression seemed to soften a bit.
Yan Jing'an had a cold, and after taking the medicine and clearing up the fever, he felt better.
"Your wife tends to keep her worries to herself, so you need to talk to her more and talk to her about interesting things. I'll prescribe a few more doses of medicine for her, and she'll be fine after taking them. The main reason she fainted this time is that she's been busy taking care of you and hasn't been eating enough. You need to keep an eye on her and make sure she eats more."
The imperial physician noticed that both Yan Jing'an and Yuwen Zhuo were worried about Jiang Tian, so he said a few more words.
To be honest, women these days all have a hard life; how many of them are carefree?
But since the husband is concerned about his wife, as a doctor, I naturally have to give him a few more words of advice.
Yan Jing'an nodded and carefully noted down what the imperial physician said.
Jiang Tian didn't pay much attention to her own health, and asked the old doctor many questions, all of which were related to Yan Jing'an.
The old imperial physician was also deeply moved. Having treated the nobles in the palace for many years and witnessed countless acts of deceit and treachery, this genuine human kindness evoked a profound and indescribable feeling in him.
After sending the old imperial physician back, Yuwen Zhuo waited outside the imperial study.
He had to report to Jiang Ting.
After Jiang Ting finished his court session, he summoned Yuwen Zhuo inside.
"Both of them woke up this morning. The imperial physician diagnosed them and said there was nothing seriously wrong. Yan Jing'an caught typhoid fever due to the change of seasons, while his sister-in-law had been too worried and had damaged her heart and lungs, which caused her to faint. The imperial physician prescribed medicine for them, and they will both recover in a few days."
Yuwen Zhuo spoke briefly, and Jiang Ting listened attentively.
Seeing that he was still deep in thought, Yuwen Zhuo quickly shared his idea.
“Your Majesty, Yan Jing’an is short of a doctor. Why don’t you send a doctor over and have him stay nearby? That way, he can focus all his efforts on your plan. If we hadn’t been so lucky this time, my sister-in-law would have had to knock on people’s doors in the middle of the night to beg them to treat her.”
Thinking of Jiang Tian's tired and fragile face, and the tears welling up in her eyes, Jiang Ting felt a slight touch in his heart.
"Alright, I will send a doctor over then."
Yuwen Zhuo cupped his hands in thanks: "Then I will thank you on behalf of Brother Yan."
Jiang Ting glanced at Yuwen Zhuo's expression and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look so listless."
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