After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Jiang Suizhou paused, frowned, and looked down at the doctor's disciple's face.

But the boy's head was hanging too low, and he didn't let him see anything except the flash of water just moments ago.

Just as Jiang Suizhou was about to look again, he heard the old doctor say: "Please also let the prince stretch out his hand."

Jiang Suizhou looked at him, and saw him lowering his eyebrows, waiting in place respectfully, as if waiting for him to get his pulse.

He glanced at his apprentice faintly, and slowly stretched out his hand, putting it on the medicine pillow that the old doctor put out.

"You apprentice, you are quite tall." Jiang Suizhou retracted his gaze and asked indifferently.

The old doctor put his finger on his wrist and said with a respectful smile: "The prince laughed. This kid was originally a farmer. He fled from the north a few years ago and came here. The villain saved his life before he followed the villain. Around."

As he said, the old doctor glanced at his apprentice, and said: "I've never seen anything in the world from the countryside, so don't blame the prince."

Jiang Suizhou chuckled lightly, and didn't say anything more.

After a while, the doctor withdrew the pulse-taking hand and knelt down respectfully in front of Jiang Suizhou.

"Let's talk." Jiang Suizhou raised his hand and took the hot tea from Meng Qianshan.

He heard the doctor say: "The villain probed the pulse of the prince, a little bit humble, but..." He paused, then continued. "The prince needs to withdraw everyone."

Jiang Suizhou cast his eyes down and glanced at him: "Why, what do I need to say in private?"

Then the doctor slowly said: "Although the prince's pulse is weak, it is floating on the surface of the pulse. It seems that there are other possibilities than contracting the disease."

Having said this, he paused cautiously, raised his eyes to Jiang Suizhou, and quietly waited for his next instructions.

His eyes were calm and transparent, and Jiang Suizhou was taken aback.

He immediately understood that the old doctor had seen the strangeness of his illness.

With a panic in his heart, his eyes were a little flustered, and he immediately looked in the direction of Huo Wujiu.

He didn't expect that the doctor looked like a liar, but he actually had a few brushes.

Fortunately, Huo Wujiu sat there quietly, reading the book with his eyes down, as if he hadn't noticed what they were talking about, and he didn't even hear the clues of the old doctor's words.

At this time, there were a lot of people in his room, and besides the silly Meng Qianshan, there were also many maids. The matter of his poisoning himself was discussed privately by him and Gu Changyun, and no one else knew it. Naturally, it was not suitable to be made public so that more people could hear it.

He pondered for a moment, then faintly ordered: "Go out."

Meng Qianshan was taken aback: "The Lord?"

I saw Jiang Suizhou's eyes traversing the old doctor and his apprentice, and he said quietly: "This old gentleman wants to talk to this king in private, so this king will talk. You lead this gentleman's apprentice to the side. And drink a cup of tea first."

Meng Qianshan quickly responded, held back the crowd, and bowed down and invited the doctor's apprentice out.

I saw that there was Huo Wujiu left in the room.

Meng Qianshan hesitated for a while.

This... Mrs. Huo is staying in the master's ovary every day. Although she wants to hold back everyone, she doesn't know if this lady is among the people?

He quickly looked at Jiang Suizhou.

But without waiting for him to move, Huo Wujiu in the corner put the book aside, pressed his wheelchair, and walked out silently.

Meng Qianshan breathed a sigh of relief.

The master who was placed on the cusp of the prince's heart was something he couldn't provoke. Fortunately, although this master is withdrawn, he feels very much that he can be left with a lot of things for him as a slave.

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Following Jiang Suizhou's instructions, Meng Qianshan led the doctor's apprentice all the way to the tea room on the side, and asked him to sit down temporarily.

That Madam Huo was also "driven" out, so naturally she couldn't leave him aside. As soon as Meng Qianshan went out, he graciously invited him to the tea room and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

When the tea was finished, Meng Qianshan dropped his hands and stood to his side.

Huo Wujiu's gaze swept over the group of people who were sitting cautiously at the other end of the tea table, and then raised his eyes to Meng Qianshan.

This kid can't hide things on his face, it's better to be fooled.

Although he was waiting here at the moment, he couldn't hide his anxiety. At first glance, he was worried about the situation in Jiang Suizhou's house. He wanted to guard, but he didn't get the order, so he had to endure it here.

Huo Wujiu said quietly: "What should I do?"

Meng Qianshan was taken aback, and quickly looked at him.

I saw Madam Huo sitting there quietly putting down the tea cup, without raising her eyes, she said, "You are not needed here."

Meng Qianshan is as amnesty.

Hearing what the doctor who seemed to be very good at seeing a doctor said just now, his heart was already hanging up, he just wanted to guard at the door, waiting for the prince to call him. But the prince drove him out at the same time and had to take care of the master, so he naturally did not dare to walk away easily.

But this time is different, the master has spoken!

Meng Qianshan knew that when the prince was away, he was right to listen to the words of the master. He just thought it was the master who thought he was an eyesore, and hurriedly withdrew, still not forgetting to be grateful, and repeatedly thanked Mrs. Huo.

However, Madam Huo naturally didn't give him a look.

He looked down at the tea on the table, Yu Guang quietly watched Meng Qianshan exit from the tea room, and closed the door for him intimately.

The footsteps are gone.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes faintly and looked at the man sitting across the tea table.

He didn't speak, but looked at him with dark eyes.

The man put the tea cup in his hand on the table, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were tearful and his eyes were red.

He stood up and knelt down in the direction of Huo Wujiu.

"General, it's too late to come down, you deserve death!"

His voice was lowered with great effort, and as he knelt down, two lines of tears suddenly slipped from his eyes and dropped to the ground.

Huo Wujiu slowly closed his eyes.

"Alive?" His tone was calm, but his voice trembled slightly.

The person in front of him is Wei Kai, his deputy, who has been following him since he was in Yangguan.

This time across the Yangtze River, Wei Kai's team was the first group of advance troops who followed him across the river. When encountering an ambush and the reinforcements were cut off, Wei Kaiwei cut him off and split up with him. Since then, there has been no news.

He never dared to hope that this person would still be alive, not to mention that one day he would be able to see him appear in front of him alive.

Huo Wujiu's expression was calm, his hand on the wheelchair, but tightly grasped the wooden handle.

Then Wei Kai knelt down on the ground and whimpered: "His subordinates stay alive. They really have no face. Goodbye to the general!"

Huo Wujiu took a deep breath: "Get up and talk."

Wei Kai wiped away tears, got up from the ground, and stood three steps away from Huo Wujiu, sobbing to greet him.

Huo Wujiu slowly said, "Sit back and wipe away the tears."

Forcibly forced Wei Kai's actions back.

He sat down at the original position of the tea table and wiped his tears hard before he could stop the tears.

Huo Wujiu lowered his eyes, and calmly suppressed the warmth in his eye sockets.

Xu Shi has been imprisoned in the enemy country for too long, and he seems to have been separated from the original golden age and iron horse. He was born on the battlefield since he was a child, and his soldiers, horses and weapons are his siblings. He lay down and tried his best, quietly waiting for his opportunity, but he didn't expect that there was still a bit of strength remaining from the wounds where his limbs were severed.

It was something that originally belonged to him, and it felt like it was slowly returning to its place.

This feeling urges people to cry, but Huo Wujiu has never had the habit of shed tears, let alone showing the slightest fragility in front of people.

He lowered his eyes for a moment, and when he raised his eyes again, there was only calmness and peace in his eyes.

He asked: "How many people are left?"

Wei Kai swallowed a choke in his throat, and whispered: "There are less than twenty brothers left. At that time, the battlefield was chaotic. Nanjing's soldiers and horses only took you back to receive the reward, and several of his subordinates hid in the corpse. One life was found in the pile. During these days, the subordinates thought of some ways to send all the brothers into Lin'an City. Although the number is small now, they can always be dispatched by the general."

Huo Wujiu gave a hum.

He heard Wei Kai continue: "After the subordinates entered the city, they asked about your news from the general, and learned that you were imprisoned in the palace, and then there was no more news. Until a few days ago... King Jing was humiliated, and his subordinates knew..."

Speaking of this, Wei Kai choked and couldn't speak again.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes to look at him, and saw Wei Kai covering his face with one hand and about to start crying again, as if he had suffered some humiliation.

He was considered to have known him since he was a child. He gritted his teeth when he was severely injured and broke his arm and leg. He never saw a tear in his eyes. It was only until today that Huo Wujiu saw him for the first time. People who do.

He was a little speechless, and said mercilessly: "Hold back."

In exchange for Wei Kai's depressive sobs.

Huo Wujiu slowly sighed.

"I didn't suffer much humiliation, you don't have to take it to heart." He said.

"But General, your legs..."

"Didn't you bring someone here?" Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Wei Kai nodded repeatedly.

"This person was found outside Lin'an City by his subordinates. He has excellent medical skills, especially good at healing wounds. He can heal dry bones and connect meridians. Don't worry, the general, he will be able to heal you!"

Huo Wujiu gave a hmm, paused, and said awkwardly: "If King Jing asked for a doctor this time, you wouldn't get in so easily."

Then Wei Kai nodded repeatedly.

"When my subordinates found this person, they have been trying to find you at Prince Jing's Mansion. However, Prince Jing's Mansion is heavily guarded, and there are people sent by the palace to monitor it, so they have been unable to find a chance."

Speaking of this, Wei Kai seemed to have set a very important awakening, pressing the side of the table with one hand, raising his eyes to Huo Wujiu, and said firmly.

"General, it can be regarded as a mistake by King Dog Jing, so that his subordinates have a chance to save you. Old Hou Ye taught his subordinates to know the gratitude since childhood. When things are done, the subordinates will remember today's grace and keep him. A whole corpse!"

He looked at Huo Wujiu firmly, only waiting for his unsmiling general who rewarded and punished him to praise him.

But seeing Huo Wujiu who was sitting across from him, his expressionless face gradually became colder and colder.

Wei Kai was at a loss for a while.

He listened to Huo Wujiu's voice slowly squeezing out from the gap between his lips.

"I haven't seen it for a few months, but I'm more and more self-assured," he said.

Wei Kaizheng looked at his general's ice-knife-like eyes, and he knew something in his heart.

He didn't do anything wrong and could make the general hate so much. It must be that King Jing did nothing but tortured his general to death!

Wei Kai gritted his teeth and compromised.

"Then...that's okay without leaving the whole body. The subordinates are best at it, the general is at ease!"

The author has something to say: Wei Kai, a straight man of steel, made a puzzled voice: Why is the general getting more and more angry?