CMWKSD -Chapter 125 Big, Watery Eyes

The next morning, after the morning court session, Emperor Fengyuan gathered his ministers in the imperial study to discuss state affairs.

As usual, the ministers were noisy and argumentative, but today, of course, their bickering got nowhere.

Once everyone had spoken, Emperor Fengyuan only instructed them to draft a set of regulations and then dismissed them.

He then noticed that General Shen looked very different—his whole demeanor had changed. There was a sense of pride and vigor about him. Emperor Fengyuan studied him closely.

He knew very well about the Shen family’s affairs.

What could make General Shen so happy?

Could it be that Shen Zongsheng’s leg truly had a chance to heal?

Emperor Fengyuan felt a surge of excitement he could hardly contain. He sent the ministers away and kept only General Shen to ask questions.

“You look so cheerful today. Has something good happened?”

General Shen laughed heartily. “Your Majesty, indeed, there is joyous news at my household.”

“Oh?” Emperor Fengyuan raised his brows. “What news?”

General Shen almost shed tears. Having lost several sons, he had already been drained of spirit. Now, the possibility that his beloved son could stand again—how could he not be overjoyed?

“Didn’t Your Majesty hear from Cen Yuanshi and the others yesterday? The surgery on my fifth son’s leg was successful. Doctor Jiu Yue said his condition is very good, and it may take less than two years for him to fully recover. Naturally, I am extremely happy.”

Emperor Fengyuan frowned. Yesterday, those old men—Cen Yuanshi and the others—had each called Jiu Yue an incompetent doctor, saying she was reckless and careless with life. They had not mentioned, not even slightly, that Shen Zongsheng’s leg could actually be healed. Those old fools!

“Your Majesty knows, Zongsheng’s leg had long been numb. But after the surgery yesterday, although it hurt all day, Zongsheng was very happy. Being able to feel pain again proves that Doctor Jiu Yue’s surgery was successful, doesn’t it?”

Emperor Fengyuan drew a deep breath, veins standing out slightly on his hand as he held the brush. “Did this Doctor Jiu Yue say when your fifth son would be able to stand again?”

General Shen laughed again. “Yes, she did. She said he should be able to stand in at most three months, but walking and running would require a year or so of rehabilitation.”

“Good!” Emperor Fengyuan felt genuine joy—not for himself, but for Shen Zongsheng.

Shen Zongsheng had inherited his father’s talent and was the most promising candidate to become the next war god of Da Qi. A tiger general had not been lost; he could still take to the battlefield to defend the borders. How could Emperor Fengyuan not be pleased?

General Shen left cheerfully.

Emperor Fengyuan, excited, stood up and paced in front of the desk. After thinking for a long while, he turned to Li Feng: “Old fox, summon that Jiu Yue to the palace immediately to attend to my health!”

Li Feng was momentarily stunned, then knelt. “Your Majesty, please reconsider.”

Emperor Fengyuan frowned slightly. “What do you mean?”

Li Feng pressed his head to the ground. “Your Majesty, although General Shen said so, the surgery was only yesterday. What happens afterward, no one knows. I suggest waiting two or three months to see if Shen Zongsheng can really stand again. Only then summon Doctor Jiu Yue to the palace. Wouldn’t that be better?”

Emperor Fengyuan calmed himself, realizing he had been carried away by his excitement.

Li Feng, however, felt uneasy. Seeing the emperor so happy, if Jiu Yue could not actually help his body recover… would the girl even survive? Seeing General Shen hold Jiu Yue in such high regard, Li Feng, knowing her young age, worried for the doctor she had never even met.

Jiu Yue had stayed with Shen Zongsheng all night.

Honestly, she had never been so considerate for anyone before. She felt almost too good for doing it.

Of course, “staying with him” was mostly sleeping on a mat in the outer room. The one truly watching over him was Ji Yiqing, who kept checking Shen Zongsheng’s forehead for heat and ensuring he was okay.

Jiu Yue herself slept soundly, content with the idea that her heart was with him. She woke refreshed.

Jiu Yue then had Ji Yiqing sleep in the outer room. Two attendants remained inside to occasionally look after Shen Zongsheng. Truly, in a wealthy household, even sleeping required two people to supervise. What a habit!

Jiu Yue sat on the embroidered stool, taking Shen Zongsheng’s pulse.

Shen Zongsheng stirred slightly, then slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Jiu Yue at his bedside, still exuding the lazy morning aura with misty hair.

He paused, then locked eyes with her.

His eyes were moist, big and watery, staring at her so deeply it seemed like water could be squeezed out of them.

Jiu Yue frowned, sensing something unusual.

She stared at Shen Zongsheng. “Don’t fall for me. Your father gave me a lot of silver just to take care of you. This is just my duty.”

Shen Zongsheng…

He bit the inside of his lip hard and forced a fake smile. “Doctor Jiu Yue, rest assured, Zongsheng has no interest in married women.”

Jiu Yue made a disgusted sound, clearly unconvinced.

Wasn’t it in every novel? The heroine saves the hero, treats him, gives him medicine, helps him recover. The first thing he sees upon waking is the heroine, and then they fall in love.

Jiu Yue thought Shen Zongsheng, with his family background, could at least play the role of a handsome young general leading a brilliant doctor.

Oh, she didn’t need to be the heroine. Shen Zongsheng was handsome, yes, but still not as pretty as Ji Yiqing.

If the two were together… well, it would be like… what exactly?

Like a Pomeranian and an Alaskan Malamute. Judging by looks alone, anyone would know which one to pick.

Jiu Yue snapped, “Then why are you staring at me with those big, watery eyes?”

Shen Zongsheng nearly choked on blood from anger. Big, watery eyes?

That was really supposed to describe him?

Well, looking at Jiu Yue’s disgusted expression, yes, it described him perfectly.

But could he be blamed?

Ever since yesterday, he had said he wanted to truly feel the pain in his leg. Jiu Yue hadn’t cared that it nearly made him pass out. Every time he tried to cry out, she stared at him, like reminding him of his own words from yesterday.

So he was too embarrassed even to ask for any pain medicine.

The tears in his eyes were real, tears from the pain.

Shen Zongsheng turned his head, numb. As long as he didn’t look, he didn’t have to think about her strange thoughts!

Moreover…

Doctor Jiu Yue, why don’t you look behind you? Your exceptionally handsome, perfect husband is standing at the door.

Watching you like a tiger ready to pounce.

Do you want to hear the nonsense you’re saying?

He is a weak, pitiful, helpless boy with a leg injury, unable even to escape!

How could a tall, over six-foot man admit he’s crying from pain?

Shen Zongsheng just left a stubborn back of the head. “I really am not.”

Jiu Yue got up. “You better not be!”

Shen Zongsheng: …