boyutpedia Chapter 96 Early Death, Is That Possible?
Chapter 96 Early Death, Is That Possible?
Soon, the nanny returned with a reply.
“Miss Jiang, the Prince said that if you feel unwell, please have a doctor come and rest well. He will come to see you in a few days.”
"In a few days?" Jiang Mian asked, somewhat surprised.
"Yes."
"Did you tell the Prince that I was feeling unwell and had a terrible headache because I missed him?"
"I told you, and after hearing it, His Highness still wants you to rest assured."
Jiang Wan took a deep breath and waved her hand, "Never mind, you can all leave."
"Should I call a doctor for you?"
"No need, I'm not in that much pain right now," she replied casually, turning over in bed.
The nanny and maidservant withdrew, and the door closed gently.
As the room fell silent, Jiang Mian felt an inexplicable unease spreading through her heart.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong with Xiao Hengzhi.
Was he truly too ill to leave the house? Or had he sensed his ulterior motives and was deliberately avoiding me?
She tossed and turned, becoming increasingly agitated. Hugging the blanket and lost in thought, she finally fell asleep from exhaustion.
......
In the middle of the night, at an unknown time, she was half asleep when she suddenly felt a very comfortable sensation on her forehead, as if warm fingertips were gently pressing near her eyes, making even her dreams softer.
She hummed softly, savoring the warm touch, and gradually regained consciousness.
Using the dim light of the night, she opened her eyes and vaguely saw someone sitting by the bed.
"Who?" Her voice trembled slightly, and she instinctively shrank back under the covers.
But then he suddenly realized that this was a prince's residence, and no villain could just walk in.
She then timidly peeked out and tentatively called out in a low voice, "Is that Your Highness?"
A figure moved slightly, and a familiar, low, husky voice sounded: "Does your head still hurt?"
Jiang Wan regained her senses, propped herself up, and heard his hoarse voice; he must really be ill.
Illness strikes like a landslide, and even someone like Xiao Hengzhi, who had rarely been sick, must have found it extremely difficult to endure.
Thinking this way, Jiang Wan genuinely cared for him as if he were a patient.
"My headache is gone. But Your Highness, are you feeling any better?"
Xiao Hengzhi remained silent. The antidote to the Spring Bitter Powder had not yet fully entered his body, and his blood was still throbbing. Every word he uttered caused his chest to ache.
A few days ago, Jiang Wan personally cooked and sent her nanny to deliver a message.
He knew she was trying to take this opportunity to show her concern, so he didn't hesitate to have the servants take the food box away.
But tonight, the old woman came and told him—
'Miss Jiang is overwhelmed with worry and has a persistent headache. She keeps saying she misses you.'
His heartbeat, which he had finally managed to calm down, suddenly quickened again, and he almost feared that his blood vessels would burst and he would die.
But he could guess that Jiang Mian was lying.
How could she possibly miss him? She even got a headache from thinking about him.
He was always the only one thinking about her. For example, right now, he was thinking about her nonstop, afraid that there might be a half-truth mixed in with her lies.
For example, could she actually be sick?
That's why I thought I'd check on her while she was asleep.
But he accidentally woke her up. Fortunately, it was dark and she couldn't see his face.
Otherwise, seeing his face covered in purple veins would definitely frighten you.
Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Mian assumed he was still feeling unwell and said, "I've never seen Your Highness sick before. Why aren't you even seeing a doctor this time? You should hurry and get someone to take a look."
"Need not."
"Yes, Your Highness is stronger than when you were young, but you can't push yourself too hard. What if something serious happens?"
"It's alright, it will be fine in a few days."
He spoke very softly, his voice still hoarse, but the hot breath he exhaled was very noticeable.
Jiang Man subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead and felt an astonishingly hot temperature, like a piece of hot iron.
She exclaimed in surprise, "Why is it so hot?!"
"You must have caught a fever. If this continues, you'll become delirious! I'll take you to see a doctor!"
As she spoke, she got up, put on her shoes, and went to get her coat.
The room was dark at night with no lights on. She was walking quickly and accidentally stepped into a hole, losing her balance and falling straight into Xiao Hengzhi's arms.
She hadn't put on her outer garment yet, but was already wearing a thin inner garment.
A soft, cool mass landed in his arms, and Xiao Hengzhi's body stiffened instantly. Every pore on his body opened up, his ears rang, and he could even clearly hear the sound of blood grinding against his bones.
Jiang Mian was about to get up when she noticed that his body was burning hot, and the veins on his arms looked like taut vines.
She began by asking, "What exactly happened to you...?"
Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Hengzhi pushed her aside.
Then all I heard was him take a deep breath: "Just take care of yourself, don't worry about me."
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
Jiang Mian sat blankly on the edge of the bed, unable to come to her senses for a long time.
Was she... pushed away by Xiao Hengzhi?
A suppressed cough came from outside the door, followed by a series of deep, ragged breaths.
As the moonlight gently fell, Xiao Hengzhi's shadow was stretched long.
A metallic taste of blood rose in his throat, and every breath he exhaled was scorching hot.
As he slowly walked along the pillars to the side room of the east courtyard, he even saw blood seeping from under his fingernails, and his vision gradually blurred, perhaps because his eyeballs had also been squeezed and bled.
His whole body felt as if it were bound by invisible ropes, and every movement was incredibly difficult.
Finally, he collapsed onto the bed, it's unclear whether he fell asleep or passed out.
......
That night, Jiang Mian tossed and turned, her mind a jumbled mess. The matter of Xiao Hengzhi was like a thorn, pricking her and keeping her restless all night.
As dawn broke, she sat up from the couch.
The doctor from last time said that he was frightened by being hit hard by the mast, which caused weakness in his lower body.
But after thinking about it carefully, she realized it was unlikely. How could Xiao Hengzhi's body be so weak from being so frightened?
Besides, the veins she felt on his arm last night were really abnormal.
That doctor must be lying to him; Xiao Hengzhi probably has another illness.
She put on a fluffy cloak and decided to go to the clinic again to ask for clarification.
But as soon as he reached the courtyard gate, he was stopped by the guards.
"His Highness has ordered that Miss Jiang is not allowed to go out at will."
"I just wanted to go out and clear my head."
“But His Highness has given orders.”
Jiang Wan pouted: "What if I insist on going out? What can you do to me?"
The guard fell silent.
"Then move aside."
She walked straight outside, and the guards didn't dare to actually stop her.
In this royal residence, apart from Xiao Hengzhi, no one really dared to do anything to her.
She walked quickly, and soon she arrived at the clinic she had visited before.
It was still early, the streets were deserted, and the clinic was not yet open, its doors tightly shut.
A cold wind blew into her neck, and she rubbed her hands together. Her feet felt like they were stepping on ice shards.
After a long wait, the clinic door finally creaked open.
Fortunately, it was the same doctor as last time. Jiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward.
"Doctor, do you remember me?" she asked directly.
The doctor paused, looked her up and down, and then seemed to remember her: "Young lady, you... came here with your husband once?"
Jiang Wan recalled that the doctor had mistaken them for husband and wife last time, and she felt embarrassed for a moment, but she was too lazy to correct him, so she vaguely replied: "Yes. Last time he was injured by the mast, you took a look at him and prescribed medicine."
The doctor nodded, now he remembered. The young woman had rushed into the room, questioning her husband about his illness, and he had to tell a little lie.
"Please come in, young lady, it's very cold outside."
The charcoal brazier inside the room was burning brightly, and Jiang Mian sat down next to it, the firelight making her cheeks slightly red.
She rubbed her hands, which were stiff from the cold, and said, "Luckily, the doctor still remembers me."
"Miss, you don't look unwell. Why did you come so early in the morning? Is there something you need?"
"I've come here today to get some answers," she said urgently. "Doctor, did you hide something from me last time? What... what happened to my husband?"
The doctor rubbed his hands together, looked around, and saw that Jiang Mian was the only one there.
"Young lady, you've come alone today. Is your husband unwell?"
“Yes, he refused to come. I was worried, so I had to ask the doctor.” Jiang Wan frowned slightly, speaking quickly, waiting for his reply.
The doctor pondered for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "What are the specific symptoms?"
Jiang Mian thought for a moment, then frowned and said, "Her voice was hoarse and her body was hot, and the meridians on her arms were bulging badly... I don't know anything else."
Did he take the medication I prescribed earlier?
Jiang Mian shook her head: "I don't know either..."
The doctor clicked his tongue lightly: "Aren't you his wife? How come you know nothing about this?"
Jiang Mian was caught off guard and asked again, "Please don't change the subject. Last time you said he was 'not feeling well,' you were clearly lying to me, weren't you? What is his condition? Please tell me the truth, doctor."
The doctor sighed, seemingly hesitant, but finally spoke: "Alright, I'll be frank. He didn't want me to tell you, but seeing how worried you are, I won't hide it from you... Your husband suffers from numerous injuries and is severely weakened internally. I already told him last time that if he doesn't take good care of himself, he might shorten his lifespan..."
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Wan was so shocked she cried out, "He has a disease that causes early death?!"
"You wife! How can you speak so bluntly? He is your husband."
Jiang Mian paused, opened her mouth, but found her throat dry and tight, unable to utter a single rebuttal.
Xiao Hengzhi... he'll die young? Is that even possible?