After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Meng Qianshan failed to help Mrs. Huo move the yard today.

After the master found out that Mrs. Huo was not quite right, after he called him twice but got no response, Meng Qianshan hurried all the way to find the doctor himself.

As for Jiang Suizhou who stayed in the room, he ordered the rest of the servants to push Huo Wujiu to the inner room and help him lie down on the bed first.

Huo Wujiu seemed to have a fever, it was very severe, although he was still sitting upright, his reaction was much slower.

Only when someone wants to help him.

Just as the servant was about to touch his leg, he raised his hand reflexively to block the person.

The servant was full of surprise, and saw Huo Wujiu lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll do it myself."

Calm but unmistakable.The servants quickly looked at Jiang Suizhou, waiting for the order from the prince himself, but saw that Jiang Suizhou sitting beside him did not look at him, but set his eyes on Huo Wujiu.

Huo Wujiu ignored the others and put his hands on the armrest.Although he was proficient in his movements, it was obvious that he was weak at this time, and he was already a little slow.

He slowly propped himself up and moved onto the bed.

After sitting on the bed, he didn't lie down, but turned his body slightly and supported himself with the bedpost.

He was still sitting very straight.

Although he didn't speak, Jiang Suizhou could see some inherent pride in his actions.

His eyes paused, and suddenly he couldn't help thinking of Huo Wujiu in the history books.

He was originally the son of Dingbei Hou in the Jing Dynasty. He was born in Yangguan. He learned to ride and shoot when he was six years old, and he had hunted fierce tigers when he was ten years old.In the 20th year of Jianye, when he was 13 years old, his father was forced to rebel by Emperor Jingling and raised troops to fight against Jingling.In the 23rd year of Jianye, during the Battle of Xunyang, his father died, and his uncle who rebelled with his father was also besieged by the army.

It was he who took over the commander-in-chief in the rebellious army, broke through the encirclement and rescued his uncle, won the battle with less, and became famous in the first battle. After that, he defended his uncle and became the commander of Liang Jun step by step.

Before being captured, he had never lost a single battle, and he was as powerful as a broken bamboo. In just four years, he rushed into Yecheng and drove Queen Jing across the Yangtze River.

What kind of young general in fresh clothes and angry horses is that, even if historians write impartially, they can't conceal the legendary color of him.

That is the hero that he has studied countless times through yellowed historical materials over a thousand years.

He should be a proud man.

Jiang Suizhou suddenly understood why the queen master broke Huo Wujiu's legs.

This seemed to be the only way to make him kneel down.

Jiang Suizhou was in a daze for a moment, and didn't notice that he was staring at Huo Wujiu all the time.He also didn't realize that even though Huo Wujiu was already dazed, he was keenly aware of his eyes, and he was frowning slightly, looking back at him.

When he came back to his senses, Huo Wujiu's gaze was extremely unkind.

Jiang Suizhou understood his eyes at a glance.

He seemed to be asking him silently: Why don't you get out?

Jiang Suizhou: ....

The emotion that was rarely raised in his heart dissipated completely in an instant.

He looked back here without silver 300 taels, his face turned cold with guilt, he stood up, folded up the cloak with one hand, walked to the bedside, looked down at Huo Wujiu condescendingly.

"Why hasn't the government doctor come yet?" He asked the servant next to him in a cold voice.

The surrounding maids and servants all knew that the prince had a bad temper and was not easy to serve, so no one dared to speak after hearing the words, and the surroundings were silent for a while.

But only Jiang Suizhou knew that he was obviously embarrassed by Huo Wujiu, so he hurriedly found a reason to make amends for himself.

He looked at Huo Wujiu from the corner of his eye, but saw that he had already lowered his eyes and didn't look at himself anymore.

... Even when sick, it is really very unlikable.

Fortunately, at this moment, Meng Qianshan came with the government doctor panting.

It's still Zhou Fu's doctor.

Doctor Zhou rushed over with a medicine box on his back, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw the prince standing by the bed with a cold face, as if he was confronting Huo Wujiu who was sitting there.Seeing him coming in, the prince tilted his head slightly, and looked at him with a pair of cold eyes.

Doctor Zhou has always been timid, so he immediately lowered his head, not daring to take another look.

"Come here and show him." He heard the prince order in a cold voice.

"Being sick like this, don't die in this king's mansion."

The voice was very nice, the tone was arrogant and gentle, but there was two inaudible panting, and it sounded like he was in poor health and lacked energy.

The doctor of the Zhou family answered in a hurry, lowered his eyes and stepped forward, just in time to see that Huo Wujiu who was sitting on the bed lightly raised his eyelids, and gave Wang Ye a look with unclear meaning.

He seemed to look away, but as if something attracted him, he paused for a moment, and then looked at the prince again.

Doctor Zhou was about to see again, but suddenly met a cold and gloomy gaze.

Huo Wujiu found out his peeping.

Those eyes were obviously clouded with a layer of mist, but it still made Zhou's doctor tremble with fright.He quickly lowered his eyes, walked to Huo Wujiu's bed in a regular manner, put down the medicine box, and made a diagnosis for him respectfully.

Jiang Suizhou sat back down again.

With Meng Qianshan at his side, he skillfully refills him with new hot tea, puts it in his hand, and carefully asks: "Where is the prince staying tonight?"

Seeing Mrs. Huo's appearance today, she must not be able to sleep with the prince.Besides, he had a fever again, the prince is weak, what should he do if he gets angry with the illness?

Jiang Suizhou looked at Zhou's doctor and didn't speak for a while.

Meng Qianshan saw that he didn't intend to speak, so he quietly waited by his side and didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, Zhou's doctor turned around and knelt down in front of Jiang Suizhou.

"My lord, Mrs. Huo's illness is caused by a high fever caused by inflammation of the wound..." He hurriedly said, "Madam can bear it, but she has been burned for a while. Madam Huo's injury is already serious. It's life-threatening!"

Jiang Suizhou frowned: "So serious?"

Doctor Zhou nodded: "I'm going to decoct the medicine now, and I will change the gauze for Madam later. As long as the fever subsides in time, there will be no serious problems."

Jiang Suizhou nodded: "Let Meng Qianshan decoct the medicine, and you can change it for him."

The doctor of the Zhou government responded quickly.

Jiang Suizhou propped his face with one hand, turned his head sideways, and looked at Huo Wujiu who was sitting by the bed.

Although he was still sitting, he was already fainted from the fever.The eyes that stared at whoever he saw just now also closed heavily.

The government doctor carefully removed the gauze to clean the wound, the blood was soaked in the gauze, and the flesh had already stuck to it.When the government doctor carefully tore it open, it was inevitable that the wound would still be torn.

Huo Wujiu closed his eyes, but frowned.He pursed his lips, still holding back the sound of gasping in a daze, only when the gauze was torn off, he could feel from the trembling between his brows that he was in pain.

Jiang Suizhou suddenly remembered something trivial.

When he was a child, he still lived in his father's house. He was once pushed down the stairs by a younger brother born to an unknown mother and twisted his ankle.His mother was in a bad mood and cried all the time in those few days. He didn't dare to let her know, so he limped back to his room and endured it all night.

The feeling of enduring the pain alone is too tormented, and no amount of books can divert his attention.

However, for Huo Wujiu, this seems to have become a habit engraved in his bones.

Jiang Suizhou's eyes couldn't help but stop on him, and he didn't move away for a while.

It was full of criss-cross wounds, fresh, bloody, and deep.

... how painful this is.

He sat there quietly, watching the government doctor clean up Huo Wujiu's wound, re-wrap it in gauze, and help him to lie down.

The doctor came back to Jiang Suizhou, knelt down and said: "My lord, the gauze has been changed. From then on, just pour the medicine on the madam, and wash some cold handkerchiefs to cool down. When the fever subsides, there will be no serious problems."

Jiang Suizhou nodded and raised his hand to signal him to do it himself.

The government doctor hurriedly prepared a handkerchief, and put it on Huo Wujiu's forehead.

After a while, Meng Qianshan came back with the medicine.

He handed the medicine to the doctor, then returned to Jiang Suizhou's side, bowed down and asked, "My lord, it's getting late, why don't you go back to Anyin Hall to rest?"

Seeing that Jiang Suizhou was looking at Huo Wujiu, he did not forget to add: "If the prince is worried, I will leave more people here to watch."

Jiang Suizhou paused.

He naturally knew that Huo Wujiu would definitely not be burned to death, so he had nothing to worry about.

However, he couldn't help thinking of the original Huo Wujiu.

At that time, there must have been no one to bandage and change the dressing for him. He survived like this for countless days and nights, and forcibly dragged his life back from the hand of Hades.

Xu knew what it was like to endure the pain alone, Jiang Suizhou suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave.

After a while, he said calmly, "Find a book and give it to me."

Meng Qianshan was taken aback.

He spoke quickly, and said directly: "Is the prince not leaving..."

Jiang Suizhou looked up at him, and shut the rest of his words back into his mouth.

Meng Qianshan had no choice but to nod again and again, and went to find books for him.

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When Huo Wujiu woke up, it was already midnight.

He opened his eyes faintly, and felt something on his forehead.He raised his hand and pulled the thing off, only to see a wet handkerchief.

He frowned.

It seems that since the afternoon, he has started to have a fever.This is not unusual, he has been injured so many times on the battlefield, and he occasionally has a fever, and he will be fine after a night of sleep.

In the evening, it seemed that Prince Jing came here once, and he didn't know what he was going to do, so he fainted from the fever.

Huo Wujiu raised his hand and touched his forehead.

A cool slice.

He was clearly conscious at this moment, but he felt an extremely unreal feeling.

He is obviously a prisoner of war captured by the enemy country, and a tool sent to Prince Jing's mansion to humiliate Prince Jing.But at this moment, he was lying on the bed safely, the wounds on his body were treated clean and refreshed, a cold veil was placed on his forehead, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the air.

Obviously very bitter, but it seems calm and stable.

He was born in the frontier with a very hard life, extremely able to withstand beatings, and he has never been taken care of like this in his whole life.

He turned his head away.

I saw a person sitting in the dim light.

He held a book in one hand on his lap, and rested his other hand on the side of his head. He was already asleep.His eyelashes are very long, covering a pair of eyes that are always cold and arrogant.

The light shone on the side of his face, casting a soft glow on him.

Huo Wujiu clearly realized that he was guarding himself.

His breathing stagnates uncontrollably.