freenovelworld Chapter 660 The fish won't take the bait!
Chapter 660 The fish won't take the bait!
Dr. Qian was dragged out of bed and rushed into the main room with his medicine box.
The room was full of people, and Haitang and several of her personal maids had red eyes.
Gu Junze stood by the bed, his face gloomy.
Dr. Qian's heart skipped a beat. Without delay, he quickly stepped forward and put down his medicine box.
"My lord."
He cupped his hands in greeting to Gu Junze, then immediately sat down on the stool by the bed and placed his hand on Chu Ruohan's outstretched wrist.
Chu Ruohan lay on the bed with her eyes closed, her brows slightly furrowed, and her face did look rather pale.
Dr. Qian closed his eyes and focused intently on the examination.
His tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, replaced by a look of utter confusion.
This pulse... is steady and strong, full of energy, it doesn't seem like the pulse of someone experiencing miscarriage.
He opened his eyes, looked at Chu Ruohan on the bed with a puzzled expression, and then looked up at Gu Junze beside him.
What exactly is going on here?
Gu Junze understood the doubt in his eyes and said in a deep voice to the people around him, "You all go out and guard the courtyard. No one is allowed to come near."
"Yes."
Although Haitang and the others were worried, they dared not disobey and bowed as they withdrew.
The door closed, and the room fell silent instantly.
Chu Ruohan opened her eyes, sat up, and there was no trace of pain on her face; her eyes were clear and calm.
Doctor Qian was completely dumbfounded, and stood up in utter confusion: "Madam, you... Duke, this..."
"Dr. Qian, I'm sorry to have startled you." Gu Junze's voice softened a bit. "There's a mole in the manor who has tried to harm Ruohan's unborn child several times, doing it so meticulously that no one can find out."
"We can only ask you to come and cooperate with us in putting on a show."
Upon hearing this, Dr. Qian, who had practiced medicine for many years and had seen all sorts of sordid things, instantly understood the seriousness of the matter.
“I understand.” He nodded, lowering his voice. “But the Duke’s mansion is heavily guarded. Who would have such audacity and ability? Could it be… a political enemy in court?”
"No matter who it is, he'll come forward on his own soon." Gu Junze ignored him and cut straight to the point, "You just need to prescribe a dose of medication to prevent miscarriage, the bigger the commotion, the better."
"Don't worry, I know what to do."
Dr. Qian didn't ask any more questions. He walked to the table and quickly wrote out a prescription.
He handed the prescription to Gu Junze and specifically instructed, "This prescription is nourishing; it will only benefit your wife."
Gu Junze took the prescription, walked to the door, and suddenly pulled it open.
Haitang, who was waiting outside the door, immediately stepped forward.
He shoved the prescription into Haitang's hand, his voice as cold as ice, echoing throughout the entire courtyard.
"Go immediately! Supervise the brewing of the medicine yourself, and do not delegate the task to others!"
"Yes!" Haitang was startled by the murderous intent in his eyes and dared not say anything more. She took the prescription and left in a hurry.
Gu Junze closed the door again, returned to the bedside and sat down to keep Chu Ruohan company.
The couple exchanged a glance. The net was already set; they were just waiting to see when the fish hiding in the shadows would take the bait.
Haitang stood guard in front of the small stove, her eyes fixed on the bubbling earthenware pot.
She personally retrieved the medicinal herbs from the storeroom, fetched the water herself, and didn't even let anyone else touch the fire she was fanning.
To guard against the possibility that the mole was skilled in martial arts, Gu Junze even mobilized his shadow guards, just waiting to catch him red-handed.
When Haitang carried the bowl of medicine back to the main house on a tray!
"Lord Duke, Madam."
"This servant...this servant has been guarding the place the whole time, and no one has come near. Everything...has gone very smoothly."
Gu Junze waved his hand, signaling her to step back.
The door was closed again.
Chu Ruohan leaned against the headboard, looking at the bowl of medicine on the table that was still steaming.
“It seems we underestimated her,” Chu Ruohan said softly, breaking the silence.
With such a grand commotion tonight, everyone in the manor knows that the lady has gone through a miscarriage and is in critical condition.
Logically, this should be the best time to strike. With just a little tampering with the medicine, the goal could be achieved without anyone noticing.
But the other party simply held back.
Gu Junze picked up the medicine bowl and gently stirred it with a spoon.
"The more cunning the fox, the more patient it is." He brought the bowl to his lips and took a bite himself first.
The medicine was slightly sweet, and it was indeed a nourishing prescription written by Dr. Qian.
Chu Ruohan took the bowl of medicine.
"Since she's not taking action, we can't afford to panic." She downed the medicine in the bowl without even flinching.
Now that the play has begun, it must continue.
After taking the medicine, Chu Ruohan lay back down and covered herself with the blanket.
She turned over to face him and finally couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her.
"Junze, I really can't figure it out, who could it be?"
"I have always treated my servants kindly and have always been mindful of boundaries in my interactions with others. I have never made enemies with anyone."
Political enemies in the imperial court?
The person they should be dealing with is Gu Junze.
Using such underhanded methods to harm a woman in the inner quarters is too petty and too likely to backfire; it's not like the style of those cunning old foxes.
Who could that be?
Faces flashed through her mind: the steward of the manor, the new maids, and even distant relatives she had no connection with. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find a single one that matched her.
This feeling of the enemy being in the dark while she was in the light, and not even knowing who the enemy was, made her very uneasy.
Gu Junze reached out and pulled her into his arms, his large hand gently resting on her lower abdomen.
"If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it. Just focus on your pregnancy and leave the rest to me."
He paused, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes.
“Since she’s in the manor, she’ll inevitably slip up eventually. If she dares to make another move, I’ll make sure she doesn’t leave alive.”
Chu Ruohan leaned against his strong chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and finally managed to suppress the chaotic thoughts in her mind.
Yes, when soldiers come, we will block them; when water comes, we will dam it.
She closed her eyes and grabbed the front of his shirt.
Whether it's a human or a ghost lurking in the shadows, she won't let it succeed...
Late at night
In Gu Xuan's courtyard, only a dim yellow lantern was lit.
He stood in the courtyard, his back to the door.
Meizi carried a basin of hot water and walked over hurriedly, her face still showing a mixture of lingering fear and relief.
"Young master, it's windy at night, why are you still standing here? Come inside and warm up."
Gu Xuan didn't turn around; his voice was even colder than the winter night wind.
"If I hadn't told you to stay put tonight, you would be dead by now."
Mei Zi's hand holding the basin of water trembled suddenly, and a few drops of hot water splashed out and landed on the back of her hand, but she seemed not to notice.
"Young master, what... what are you saying? This servant doesn't understand."
Gu Xuan slowly turned around, the lantern light casting half of his face in shadow, his usually gentle eyes now sharp as knives.
"Don't understand?" He took a step forward, staring intently at her. "Do you really think your little tricks can fool everyone?"