SGEIRS -Chapter 330 Signs of Recovery

Imperial Physician Wen’s eyes lit up. “Marquis, is that really true?”

Hearing such a question, Gu Jingxi was instantly irritated. He shot him an annoyed glare and said unhappily, “You quack doctor, would I deliberately make up lies just to fool you?”

Imperial Physician Wen quickly replied, “My lord, you’ve misunderstood me.”

Gu Jingxi darkened his face and said nothing, clearly unwilling to pay any attention to this “quack doctor.”

Seeing this, not only did Imperial Physician Wen not panic, he even smiled and continued asking, “May I ask, my lord, when did you start clearly feeling this sense of heat?”

Gu Jingxi answered honestly, “Only in the past few days. At first, I didn’t pay much attention to it. But two days ago, I suddenly had a nosebleed for no reason. I felt it was getting more serious.”

Hearing this, Imperial Physician Wen beamed and congratulated him, “This humble official congratulates you, my lord!”

Gu Jingxi looked at him with a complicated, baffled expression. “You quack doctor, I’m having nosebleeds and you’re congratulating me? If I started hemorrhaging, would you bring me gifts too?”

“My lord, you don’t understand,” Wen said with a meaningful smile. “Clearly feeling heat means there is internal fire in your body. For you, this is a good sign. The nosebleed happened because that fire had no outlet.”

Gu Jingxi froze for a moment, then quickly understood what he meant. It meant the medicine was working. For now, this quack’s medical skills were still somewhat trustworthy.

After a pause, he said, “But I don’t have any other reactions.”

After being called a quack so many times, Imperial Physician Wen finally felt vindicated. He spoke with more confidence, unhurried and calm: “My lord, my medicine isn’t an immortal elixir. It’s just ordinary medicine for mortals. It can’t cure you instantly. You need persistence. If you want to fully recover, you must continue taking the medicine I prescribed. When there’s further progress, I’ll give you another prescription.”

Gu Jingxi asked, “How long do I still need to take it?”

“That depends on your own condition.” Physician Wen stroked his beard, coughed lightly, and lowered his voice. “The ‘good medicine’ I gave you before—you’ve been using it quite a lot, haven’t you? Otherwise, relying on medicine alone wouldn’t bring results so quickly. Keep using that ‘good medicine’ to stimulate things.”

Gu Jingxi: “……”

Physician Wen glanced at him and continued, “My lord, there’s no need to feel embarrassed. Matters between husband and wife are perfectly normal. I searched through every corner of the bookshop for that book. At my age, I wasn’t embarrassed to buy it. You and your wife are still young—what’s there to be shy about?”

Gu Jingxi said flatly, “That’s because you’re an improper quack. What kind of doctor treats patients like this?”

Physician Wen retorted, “The method isn’t important. What matters is that it works—that makes it a good prescription. Besides, if I’m improper, then you’re just pretending to be proper.”

Gu Jingxi: “……”

When did this quack become so sharp-tongued?

Seeing him at a loss for words, Physician Wen felt delighted and added reassuringly, “If nothing unexpected happens, your wife will be pregnant next year. But you must keep taking the medicine on time.”

Gu Jingxi nodded lightly. He had told A-Yao last year that they would wait two more years before having children. By next year, it would be two years. That way, he wouldn’t be breaking his promise.

After a while, Physician Wen suddenly asked curiously, “My lord, does your wife still not know about your treatment?”

Gu Jingxi shot him a look that clearly said: Does she look like she knows?

Physician Wen immediately understood. Men cared about their pride in this matter—how could they let their wives know they were secretly undergoing treatment? If it worked, fine. If it didn’t, they might even be despised. Better to hide it. One day, when they regained their virility, it would be a pleasant surprise. At least, it would end her days of “living like a widow.”

Physician Wen reminded him, “My lord, there’s one more thing I must warn you. Even if you have a reaction, don’t rush things. Keep taking the medicine and wait until it stabilizes.”

Gu Jingxi asked, “Why?”

Physician Wen said earnestly, “You’ve been ill for so long. Even if you suddenly have a response, it will probably be temporary and not lasting. You may not even succeed. If a man embarrasses himself in front of a woman the first time, it damages his confidence and pride. That’s bad for recovery.”

Hearing this, Gu Jingxi imagined himself failing halfway through…

He hurriedly stopped thinking. Such an embarrassing scene was not something he dared to dwell on.

Before he knew it, he had escorted Imperial Physician Wen to the gate. After bidding him farewell, he returned to Weirui Courtyard.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

With his condition improving, Gu Jingxi felt more confident. Following the doctor’s instructions, he used the “good medicine” again and tossed and turned with Meng Jinyao in his arms for quite some time.

After all the commotion, Meng Jinyao was satisfied, but Gu Jingxi became depressed again. He could only comfort himself: even if he couldn’t truly “eat meat,” satisfying his craving a little was still good enough. Some men couldn’t even do that—they didn’t even have a chance to touch a woman’s hand. At least he had a young, beautiful wife in his arms.

Not the best, but better than many. After comparing himself to others, Gu Jingxi finally felt better.

Meng Jinyao lay naked in his arms, while his sleeping robe was still on. Once again, she became curious about his body.

“Husband, I feel it’s a bit unfair,” she said.

Gu Jingxi was puzzled. “What’s unfair?”

She stared at him intensely. “I’ve shown you everything, but you’ve never shown me yours.”

Gu Jingxi laughed. “What’s so good about a man’s body?”

She disagreed. “I don’t think women’s bodies are that good-looking either, but you seem to like them. People are always curious about things they don’t know.”

Gu Jingxi smiled helplessly. He could tell she was genuinely curious. But he still didn’t want to let her see.

So he declined tactfully. “A-Yao, I’ll show you later, alright?”

She didn’t pester him and simply said, “Fine. We’ll talk about it when you’re not shy anymore.”

Gu Jingxi hugged her tightly, buried his face in her neck, and asked softly, “A-Yao, right now, this is all I can give you. Have you ever regretted it?”

She wrapped her arms around his waist and replied gently, “Never. Don’t overthink it. I’m actually afraid you might regret marrying me. I’m quite silly and don’t understand many things. I can only rely on you.”

Gu Jingxi said softly, “Nonsense. A-Yao isn’t stupid. You’re capable of handling things on your own.”

Then he changed the tone of his voice. “Of course, when I’m here, I still hope you’ll rely on me. Being someone my wife can depend on makes me feel proud.”