Chapter 502.1: Siscon
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Her mother-in-law?
How could Princess Xinyang be her mother-in-law?
Xiao Liulang wasn’t Princess Xinyang's son. Princess Xinyang only had one son, and that was Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng had already passed away.
Wait.
Could it be that Princess Xinyang adopted Xiao Liulang as her son?
Rather than believing that Xiao Liulang was the deceased Xiao Heng, the first thought that came to Gu Changqing's mind was that Xiao Liulang might have been adopted as a son.
It wasn’t surprising that Gu Changqing thought this way. There had long been rumors in the capital that Xiao Liulang and Xiao Heng looked very much alike, and because of that, Marquis Xuanping had shown some favor to Xiao Liulang.
Could it be that Princess Xinyang also saw a glimpse of her son in Xiao Liulang and decided to adopt him as her son to soothe her deep longing for her own child?
Those who knew Princess Xinyang well would surely understand that she wouldn't easily treat an unrelated person as a substitute for her deceased son. Unfortunately, Gu Changqing and Princess Xinyang were not even casual acquaintances.
Princess Xinyang and Gu Changqing barely had any interaction, except for the one time when she waited for him at the city gate to give him the amulet. That was the only time they had spoken.
Well... Having a princess as a mother-in-law seemed pretty good too.
Having a husband was great.
Husband...
That’s right, his little sister already had a husband...
Gu Changqing's handsome face suddenly darkened.
"Your hand..." Gu Jiao noticed that Gu Changqing's left hand was wrapped in bandages.
Gu Changqing snapped back to reality and looked at his hand, saying nonchalantly, "It's nothing."
Gu Jiao couldn't remember what she had done, but in the dream, Gu Changqing's hand wasn't injured to the point where it needed bandaging. So she speculated that his injury might be related to her in some way.
Sure enough, she wasn’t able to control herself.
"What are you thinking?" Gu Changqing glanced at her, a hint of indulgence in his tone, "It has nothing to do with you. Don't overthink it."
Gu Jiao paused and said, "Next time I'm like this, just knock me out earlier."
Or you'll get hurt again.
Gu Changqing extended his other hand to ruffle her hair and pointed at the amulet in her hand, "You now have this, right?"
Gu Jiao thought for a moment and uttered, 'that's true."
Gu Changqing looked deeply at her, wondering what she had been through to end up in such a state.
In the martial world, there was a saying called 'losing control to demonic influence.' It was an exaggerated statement, but it referred to physical or mental issues arising from excessive martial training. Most of them were death warriors.
He didn't think Gu Jiao was like that. She seemed more like someone who temporarily lost control but then fully recovered.
Regardless, he would find a way to cure her.
If it couldn’t be done in a month, then a year; if not a year, then ten years. If the State of Zhao had no cure, he would go to the State of Chen; if the State of Chen had no cure, then he would go to the upper states!
"Don't worry." He said softly.
Gu Jiao blinked at him, "Worry about what?"
Gu Changqing calmly said, "…I meant my hand. No need to worry."
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
Gu Jiao tucked the amulet back into her clothing.
Thinking for a moment, she looked around.
"What are you looking for?" Gu Changqing asked.
"My back basket." Gu Jiao replied.
Her little medicine chest was in it.
"It's in the hands of a soldier named Hu Dongqiang. I told him I'm your big brother and asked for your things, but he refused to give them to me." Gu Changqing explained, a hint of helplessness in his sigh, "I told him I'm the young master of the Gu Family Army, a general and the commander-in-chief personally appointed by the Emperor, but he wouldn't listen. I was about to kill him."
Gu Jiao said, "He only listens to me!"
Gu Changqing chuckled, "Yeah, he only listens to you."
This girl sure knows how to pick people.
Gu Jiao's clothes had been changed by the servant girls sent by the Prefect’s Mansion. They were appropriate for sleeping and didn't expose anything private to male visitors.
Gu Changqing called in Hu Dongqiang.
Hu Dongqiang was extremely excited to see Gu Jiao, "Physician Gu!"
Gu Changqing had moved to the side to read a letter. To be honest, he was quite far from the bed, but his presence was simply too strong. Hu Dongqiang, who almost lunged toward Gu Jiao, felt a chill down his spine and restrained himself.
He stood about three steps from the bedside, cleared his throat and said, "Physician Gu, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. How about you?" Gu Jiao asked.
Hu Dongqiang held the back basket with one hand and laughed as he patted his chest with the other, "I'm fine too! Thanks to the Gu Family Army arriving in time, the State of Chen soldiers couldn't reach the camp for the wounded. Physician Gu, this is what you gave me; I've been holding onto it and didn't let anyone else come near it."
Saying this, he glanced sideways at Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing read the letter in silence, as if he was uninterested or hadn't heard their conversation.
Nevertheless, Hu Dongqiang lowered his voice and whispered, "Physician Gu, is the commander-in-chief really your big brother?"
Gu Changqing’s ears suddenly perked up!
Gu Jiao nodded, "Well, yes."
In exchange for maintaining her little welfare, she would let him be her big brother for a day.
A slight curve unconsciously appeared on Gu Changqing's lips, and his posture became even more upright.
Gu Jiao conversed with Hu Dongqiang for a while, mainly inquiring about the situation at the camp for the wounded. From him, she learned that Gu Changqing had brought a medical team of over a hundred people from the capital, consisting of medical officers from the court and physicians recruited from the public.
Physician Song and Physician Lu from Miraculous Hands Hall were also present.
The civilian physicians were managed by Physician Song.
"Physician Song works just like you, exceptionally well!" Hu Dongqiang proudly expressed. While it seemed like praise for Physician Song, it was actually an indirect commendation of Gu Jiao.
He was now under Physician Gu's command, and he was proud of Physician Gu's competence.
He didn’t have much education, and apart from saying "exceptional," he couldn't find any other words of praise.
Physician Song, or to be exact, all the physicians from the Miraculous Hands Hall, had inherited Gu Jiao's approach in their work——orderly and systematic.
With the large number of wounded soldiers, even with the addition of this medical team, it was still somewhat insufficient.
However, there was no panic or disorder. The patients' emotions were remarkably pacified, owing to the discipline of the soldiers as well as the efforts of Physician Song and the entire medical team.
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