She remarried a cold-faced, powerful man, and the scumbag regretted it and cried his heart out.

Chapter 107 Not Recognizing Poison



Chapter 107 Not Recognizing Poison

About half an hour later, Yaoqin lifted the beaded curtain and reported, "My lord, madam, Physician Xu has arrived."

Shen Jingshu helped herself up from the rosewood armchair, and Jiang Jin'an also turned around, his gaze calm as he looked toward the door.

In the darkness, Physician Xu hurried along with Wuchen through the moon gate, the soft clatter of the copper clasp of the medicine box in his arms colliding with the porcelain bottle growing louder as they approached.

He was in a bad mood the whole way. He had already been worried when he took the emperor's pulse during the day, and now he was "invited" to the Jiang residence in the middle of the night, getting himself into the hot potato of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion.

Xu Jishi spent his entire life in the Imperial Hospital; what storms hadn't he seen?

But the matters concerning the Prince Jing's Mansion, the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion, and the Minister Wen's Mansion are truly thorny!

The feud between these three families is now known throughout the capital.

He's an old man, and all he wants is to retire peacefully and return to his hometown to enjoy his remaining years!

But Physician Xu now feels that he may not live to see the day he can retire and return to his hometown.

Yama, the King of Hell, must have thought his life was too long and insisted on dragging him down to hell!

Thinking this, Physician Xu gave a bitter smile.

Jiang Jin'an is nothing short of a living Yama.

As he stepped onto the threshold, Physician Xu hesitated for a moment. Wu Chen silently stepped aside to let him pass, and the silver nails on the scabbard of his waist knife scraped against the door frame, making a very faint clanging sound.

Physician Xu's knees buckled and he almost knelt down, his medicine chest slamming against the rosewood table with a thud.

Shen Jingshu reached out to support him, the jade bracelet on her wrist tapping against the table with a clear sound. "Doctor Xu, be careful. Jinse, quickly go and get a soft cushion."

Jinse held up the brocade cushion to put on the round stool, but the old doctor repeatedly waved his hand and refused.

"No, no need! This humble official greets Commandant." He bowed respectfully to Jiang Jin'an before moving to the bedside. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Gu Changyi lying unconscious on the bed, and his back teeth began to ache slightly.

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the occasional soft crackling of the candlelight.

Physician Xu's fingertips trembled slightly as he placed three fingers on Gu Changyi's wrist, hovering over the pulse point before dropping them again. He repeated this process several times before finally finding the correct pulse.

Behind the screen, Jinse pouted and whispered to Yaoqin, "This old man's hands are shaking so much, could he be a quack doctor caught by the clinic?"

"What nonsense!" Yaoqin pinched her arm. "Imperial Physician Xu has treated our lady. He's a physician from the palace. How could he be a fraud?"

"Silence—" Shen Jingshu raised her index finger, and the two maids immediately fell silent.

Physician Xu frowned, took out silver needles from his medicine box, then withdrew them, pulling out several hairs from his beard. "Heart meridian stagnation, liver qi stagnation..."

Jiang Jin'an's patience finally ran out, and she coldly interrupted him: "Speak like a human being."

"So, you mean the Second Young Master Gu's injuries are quite serious. The heat and toxins caused by the external injuries are clashing with his internal worries..." Physician Xu blurted out in a jolt, and then wished he could bite his tongue.

Stealing a glance at Jiang Jin'an's unfriendly expression, she swallowed the rest of her sentence and hurriedly tried to salvage the situation: "If... if she could quietly recuperate for more than a month..."

He paused briefly, his tone hesitant, "And during this period, one should avoid extreme joy or sorrow, and especially avoid being subjected to further stimulation."

"More than a month?" Shen Jingshu suddenly stood up, her fingertips digging into her palms. "The Prince Jing's residence is going to carry someone away in three days. How can he calm down? How can he recuperate?"

Physician Xu thought to himself, "How could I possibly know?"

He sighed, shook his head, and did not answer directly, only vaguely saying, "This humble official will certainly do his best. However, this illness... ultimately depends on the Second Young Master's own fate."

Jiang Jin'an took two steps closer, the dragon pattern on the hilt of his sword pressing against Physician Xu's trembling shoulder: "Physician Xu, may I ask, is Young Master Gu's injury life-threatening?"

Physician Xu's throat bobbed, and cold sweat poured down his back, but he still forced a smile and said, "If he can be carefully recuperated and given good medicine, he might gradually recover. But if... if he is subjected to further stimulation, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will leave lasting damage, and... I'm afraid even a miracle won't be able to save him!"

He didn't say anything more, but the meaning behind his words was already quite clear.

Shen Jingshu's heart sank to the bottom.

Gu Changyi has almost gone mad for Wen Yin, so getting him to rest and recuperate is easier said than done.

Moreover, with the Prince Jing's mansion being so aggressive, how could Gu Changyi possibly find peace and quiet to recuperate until the crisis at the Duke of Dingguo's mansion was resolved?

Despite his compassionate heart, the doctor ultimately prioritized saving Gu Changyi's life. With trembling hands, he took out his silver needles and hurriedly began to administer acupuncture to Gu Changyi to strengthen her constitution.

As the last silver needle pierced the acupoint, Jiang Jin'an glanced at the old imperial physician and suddenly changed the subject: "Imperial Physician Xu, may I ask if you could also examine my wife's pulse? Recently, she has been feeling somewhat restless and unable to sleep at night."

Physician Xu glanced at Jiang Jin'an with slight surprise, but still walked up to Shen Jingshu as instructed and took her pulse.

He thought to himself, "What kind of time is this? How can the Commandant still have the mind to care about the lady?"

After a moment, Physician Xu forced a smile and said, "The remaining poison in the Commandant's wife's body has been cleared, and she is in good health. There is nothing seriously wrong with her. She is just a little overthinking. You can take the calming medicine as prescribed."

Shen Jingshu thanked her.

Jiang Jin'an glanced thoughtfully at Physician Xu, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

After writing out the prescription and giving a few more instructions, Physician Xu took his medicine box and left as if he had been granted a pardon.

Jiang Jin'an personally escorted him to the door. When they reached the hanging flower gate, a few silver leaves suddenly drifted in through the rain. The old doctor almost slipped and fell on the wet leaves, but Jiang Jin'an caught him.

Just as Physician Xu was about to express his gratitude, a voice as cold as ice rang in his ears: "Physician Xu, I remember you said... that you have been practicing medicine for three generations and do not know poisons?"

"Boom——"

Thunder exploded.

Physician Xu turned his head stiffly, "It's...it's because I don't recognize you..."

Jiang Jin'an gently tightened his grip on Physician Xu's hand, "So, how did Physician Xu diagnose my wife's poisoning that day, and how is the remaining poison now cleared?"

The rain suddenly intensified, and the water curtain on the roof tiles made a gurgling sound.

Jiang Jin'an released his hand, his expression unchanged: "Physician Xu, please take care."

……

Back in the room, Gu Changyi woke up, but she started making a fuss as soon as she opened her eyes.

He struggled to sit up to go to Shanyuan Temple, but Shen Jingshu pressed on his shoulder and saw him clutching her sleeve tightly: "Sister-in-law... please help me... Wen Yin is going to be sent to Prince Jing's mansion as a concubine..."

Jiang Jin'an suddenly pulled Shen Jingshu behind him to protect her, and looked at Gu Changyi coughing so hard that it was heartbreaking: "If you still can't get out of bed in three days, Miss Wen will have to enter the side gate of Prince Jing's mansion in her wedding dress."

"Jiang Jin'an!" Shen Jingshu called out in a low voice, but he gripped her wrist tightly, the burning heat of his palm making her heart skip a beat.

Before he could finish speaking, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the side gate.

Lin Yu stood at the foot of the steps with a maid who was soaking wet: "This girl is holding the token of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion and is trying to break in, saying that she is ordered by the Duke of Dingguo to bring the second young master back to the mansion."


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