sjar Chapter 31 Doctor Xiaobai
Chapter 31 Doctor Xiaobai
Since Gu Liang was able to stay conscious during her medicinal bath, the two of them no longer stayed in the room.
Dr. Han privately told Qinghuai, "What can we do if we just watch? It's better to let him be alone. Whether he endures it or vents, at least when he doesn't want to see us, we can pretend we don't."
Since no one can bear this pain for Gu Liang, the only thing they can do is leave him alone.
On nights like these, Gu Liang can avoid facing anyone.
“Your Highness’s body is now just a vessel,” Doctor Han said. “The medicines we are using are all highly poisonous. They counteract the toxins in Your Highness’s body, but only by fighting poison with poison can we have a glimmer of hope.”
"If he loses his nerve, the combination of drugs and toxins will erode his mind, causing him to go mad. Not only will this treatment be in vain, but subsequent treatments will also be more difficult."
"No matter how much pain her body has to endure, Gu Liang must get through it."
And so it lasted for six years.
No one knows what he went through in the Northern Barbarian lands. When he returned to the capital, his body was already poisoned.
The doctor came to Qinghuai's side, looked up at the sky, and said, "The moon is beautiful tonight."
He took out a bowl of porridge, a bowl of soup, and two small dishes from the bamboo basket. "Have something to eat, come on, we still have to stay up all night anyway."
Qinghuai refused, saying, "I have no appetite."
His Highness is still suffering inside, while his subordinates are out eating and drinking. What kind of behavior is this?
Dr. Han casually placed the bowls and plates on the bench. "You young people are just too worried. What's the use of worrying? Taking good care of your health is the right thing to do."
He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly a few times. "It tastes pretty good."
Qinghuai glanced at the vegetables and asked, "Where did you get these, old man?"
Judging from the tone, it doesn't sound like something made by a chef from a prince's mansion.
The doctor took a couple of sips of soup. "I got it from the princess's little kitchen."
Qinghuai was taken aback. "If you're hungry, just ask someone to make something for you. Why go to the Princess's place?"
The doctor glanced at him. "Do you think I'm shameless?"
He grumbled, "It's all because of your Highness! He didn't come back when it was time for his medicine, so I had to go look for him!"
Only when they arrived did they learn that Gu Liang had left. Just as the doctor was about to leave, he suddenly smelled the aroma of food.
He was getting old and couldn't stand being hungry at night, so he went to check out the small kitchen.
The two maids beside Jiang Zhi were watching the fire inside. The doctor asked them and found out that it was a midnight snack prepared for the princess.
The younger maid said that the princess didn't want to eat, so Doctor Han shamelessly asked them to share some food with her.
After hearing this, Qinghuai's expression turned somewhat awkward. "Old Huang, please don't do this again next time."
His Highness prepared a courtyard with a small kitchen for the Princess so that they would not disturb each other. Doctor Han went to the small kitchen in the middle of the night to beg for food. People who didn't know the situation would think that the royal family was mistreating their servants.
Dr. Han ate his food without paying attention to himself, "Tch, I don't go there often either."
This stir-fried bok choy is really good, and this stir-fried matsutake mushrooms and bamboo shoots is also delicious. Tomorrow he should ask the chefs in the Prince's mansion to learn a few tricks. He can't always make the food so heavy. He has to be more considerate of the old man in the mansion, and, well, there are young ladies too.
The elderly Dr. Han ate to his heart's content and then got up and stretched.
Before he could even wipe his mouth, a white figure slowly descended from the rooftop and was bumped right into by Dr. Han.
Dr. Han was startled and let out a burp.
The guards in the courtyard were preparing to draw their swords, but Qinghuai stopped them.
"One of our own."
Qinghuai stepped forward.
When Dr. Han saw the man's face clearly, his face lit up with joy, "Dr. Xiao Bai!"
He rushed forward, taking three steps at a time, and ran ahead of Qinghuai to the person, grabbing his arm tightly. "You've finally arrived!"
He looked the man up and down, and seeing that he was covered in dust from his journey, he quickly said, "Come on, let's go back to our room and rest. It's the middle of the night, why didn't you find a place to stay? What's the rush? By the way, have you eaten? Do you want me to ask the kitchen to prepare some food for you? Or I can ask the kitchen to make you something to eat. The food from the kitchen is really good!"
He showered the visitor with concern and inquiries, making the man appear somewhat uncomfortable. He turned to Qinghuai and asked, "Is Your Highness still receiving medical treatment?"
"Ah."
"It's still early," Dr. Han leaned closer. "Even if you want to treat him, you'll have to wait until tomorrow."
The visitor nodded expressionlessly.
He was gentle and refined, with striking features, but his eyes were cold and unapproachable.
Dr. Han and Qinghuai were already used to his taciturn nature, and Dr. Han enthusiastically pulled them outside.
“Let me tell you, your room is right next to mine, and His Highness has ordered it to be cleaned every day. Let’s go to the kitchen first and find something to eat. After you eat, you can get a good night’s sleep and see His Highness again tomorrow.”
"Let me look at the pulse diagnosis first," the man said.
"I know. I've kept all the medical records from the past six months safe and sound, just waiting for you. Don't rush, let's go back and discuss them together."
He led the person out, chattering on and on.
A sparrow hopped over the branches and onto the black roof ridge.
The door to the room in Yangzhi Courtyard, which had been closed all night, was finally opened from the inside.
Sunlight streamed into the courtyard. Gu Liang, wearing an outer robe, stood inside the doorway, squinting slightly.
When Qinghuai saw him, he felt relieved and immediately ordered someone to come into the house and change the water.
While Gu Liang was still bathing, Qing Huai reported to him, "Your Highness, Doctor Bai Wangyou has arrived."
His joy was palpable, and Gu Liang looked at him, "When?"
"last night."
Qinghuai said, "Old Huang and he reviewed the pulse records for most of the night. Old Huang is still asleep now, and Doctor Xiaobai went out early this morning."
"What is he going out to do?" Gu Liang asked.
Qinghuai coughed lightly, pressing his fist to his lips. "It seems like... he went to buy a congratulatory gift?"
"A congratulatory gift?" Gu Liang raised an eyebrow.
Qinghuai nodded, suppressing a smile. "When Doctor Xiaobai heard that His Highness was getting married, he inquired about the local customs for giving gifts and went out without even having a meal."
Gu Liang found it amusing and said, "Let him be."
The servants brought clean bath water, and Qinghuai stepped aside to let them pass, following Gu Liang with great satisfaction. "I see that Doctor Xiaobai's character and conduct are improving more and more. Why don't we let him stay in the capital a little longer this time?"
Gu Liang glanced at him. "If he can't be cured, he'll be useless even if he stays here for the rest of his life."
"It's better than not knowing where they are."
Qinghuai's thoughts were seen through, so he simply said, "Your Highness, you may disregard life and death, but we, as your subordinates, cannot stand by and watch you walk towards your death. Since returning from the Northern Barbarians, the poison in your body has never lessened."
Bai Wuyou's whereabouts are unpredictable. Although letters are sent every now and then, it is still not reassuring.