Chapter 94: Treating Illness (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

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Chapter 94 of "After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband" begins with suspenseful moments: Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Treating Illness (Requesting Monthly Tickets)Xie Jingchen looked at the Hidden Guard. The... Don’t miss it!

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Treating Illness (Requesting Monthly Tickets)Xie Jingchen looked at the Hidden Guard. The Hidden Guard didn’t know where to look. He wasn’t teasing the Eldest Young Master; this book was truly given to him by Doctor Zhao. Before giving it to him, Doctor Zhao even asked if the Eldest Young Master and Eldest Young Madam had consummated their marriage, which puzzled him about Doctor Zhao’s nosiness. Though telling the truth felt a bit embarrassing. But since it was related to the illness, he still truthfully answered. The Eldest Young Master and Eldest Young Madam had not consummated their marriage. Doctor Zhao didn’t say anything, rummaged in the drawer for a long time, dug out a "prescription" he had hidden away, wrapped it up, and tossed it to him. The night was deep, and the wind was strong. He couldn’t understand the prescription, and Doctor Zhao didn’t dare to mess with him, so he brought it back without looking at it. How could he have known it would be that? He’d never heard of this being able to cure illnesses. The Hidden Guard looked at Xie Jingchen, cleared his throat, and said, "Could it be that Eldest Young Madam didn’t let the maid speak because she’s too embarrassed?" Xie Jingchen thought what the Hidden Guard said made sense. That must be it. The Imperial Physician would know of this, so with her medical skills, she couldn’t not know. They had the prescription in hand, but how was this medicine supposed to be taken? Xie Jingchen sat at his desk, staring at the book without moving for a long while. The Hidden Guard stood on one side. Xie Jingchen glanced at him several times. The Hidden Guard looked at him too. Finally, Xie Jingchen frowned, and the Hidden Guard belatedly realized how poor his perception was, quickly leaving the room. After he left, Xie Jingchen picked up the book and casually flipped through it. He was thick-skinned enough to look at the spring, palace, and picture without blushing even with the Hidden Guard present. After glancing through the "prescription," Xie Jingchen felt like he was burning all over, like he had been boiled, and only after drinking a cup of cold tea did he pocket the book and return to the inner chamber. The wind was blowing hard, making the windows rattle. Su Jin was leaning against the large pillow, and Xingxing brought over a small heater, saying, "Miss, here’s the heater you wanted." Su Jin took the heater to warm her lower abdomen. The warmth drove away some of the pain. "Miss, does the heater help?" Xingxing asked. "Not much use, but it relieves a little," Su Jin sighed. "It’s all the Young Master’s fault," Xingxing said. "Exactly, what’s a big man doing being so good-looking!" Su Jin said. Xingxing looked at Su Jin. Utterly puzzled. She blamed the Young Master for not curing Miss’s illness. Why was Miss blaming him for being handsome? This had nothing to do with looks. The Imperial Physician didn’t know who the Young Master was either. Xingxing had no idea what Su Jin was thinking. If he wasn’t so handsome, Su Jin wouldn’t have tied him up, while he didn’t resist at all, backing off, letting Su Jin bang her head and transmigrate here. If he were uglier, there wouldn’t be so much trouble. She wouldn’t have come to this, with a body suffering from menstrual cramps without even phasing it out. Xie Jingchen reached the bead curtain and just heard this bit of conversation. He furrowed his brows and headed inside. Su Jin glared at him. Xie Jingchen paused for a moment and said, "I’ll take a bath first, then come to treat your illness." Su Jin, "..." Watching Xie Jingchen turn and leave. Su Jin had a big question mark on her forehead. He knew how to treat illness? What a joke. Even if one becomes a doctor through long illness, it wouldn’t cure her ailment. Xingxing pouted, "Treating an illness yet he’s taking a bath first, Miss, could the Young Master be taking revenge on you by picking a maid first?" "He wouldn’t hold a grudge like that, right?" Su Jin said. "Then why is the Young Master taking a bath first, is bathing more important than treating Miss’s illness?" Xingxing thought her guess was correct. No way to explain. Su Jin shifted the heater, continuing to lean against the large pillow, spacing out. Half an incense stick later. Xie Jingchen was back. He came into the room, waving his hand, "You may leave now." Xingxing blinked, "Isn’t Young Master going to treat Miss’s illness? I should stay to watch." Xie Jingchen, "..." "Leave," Xie Jingchen said. His voice grew colder. Xingxing edged toward the bed, looking at Su Jin. Su Jin frowned, what nonsense was he up to, sending Xingxing away on purpose. She had to see. "It’s late, you should go to sleep," Su Jin said. With Xie Jingchen sending her out and Miss telling her to sleep, Xingxing had no choice but to obey. Once she left, she closed the door. Inside, Su Jin looked at Xie Jingchen and said, "I haven’t taught you medical skills, and you’re claiming you’ve mastered them?" "Prescription by the Imperial Physician," Xie Jingchen sat by the bed and said. So, it was a prescription from the Imperial Physician. Su Jin reached out, "Where’s the prescription, let me see." "Are you sure you want to look?" Xie Jingchen looked at Su Jin and asked. "Why wouldn’t I?" Su Jin questioned. Xie Jingchen handed the "prescription" from his sleeve for Su Jin to see. Su Jin saw those three big characters. And saw Xie Jingchen starting to undress. Su Jin turned as red as a cooked crab. "Which quack doctor gave this prescription, I won’t let him off!" Su Jin exploded in anger. "Doctor Zhao’s medical skill is excellent, definitely not a quack," Xie Jingchen said. "If he’s not a quack, then he might as well prescribe arsenic, I’d die quicker," Su Jin’s eyes were smoldering. Never met someone who could act like a scoundrel with a straight face. Brother, you picked the wrong time! Xie Jingchen’s brows furrowed tightly. He looked at Su Jin. Su Jin took a deep breath. She didn’t say why she was in pain, this guy actually went to ask the Imperial Physician and got such a "prescription." The prescription wasn’t the problem. But it was given at the wrong time. Don’t go back to the Imperial Physician, her face couldn’t handle it. Su Jin glared at Xie Jingchen and said, "I’m having menstrual pains!" Xie Jingchen, "..." He stood there frozen. Su Jin looked at him, as if with several big lines. Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? "I’ll go close the window," he said. He turned and left. Hmm. Go to close the study window. Su Jin, "..." "What about your book, don’t you want it?" Su Jin called out. Xie Jingchen walked away without looking back. Su Jin looked at the book in her hand. Ready to toss it onto the small couch. Finally, raising an eyebrow. She retrieved the book that almost got thrown away. Nearly acted foolishly. Such a good opportunity to tease delivered right to her, almost wasted. Su Jin’s lips curled into a smile. Leaning against the large pillow, she started to appreciate the ancient "prescription." She looked for quite a while. When Xie Jingchen thought she must’ve gone to sleep, he returned, only to see Su Jin looking at that book through the bead curtains. Seeing him come over, she beamed, "Come, come, let’s study this prescription together." Xie Jingchen, "..." This woman! That was the spring, palace, and picture! He’s a man. Has he ever been invited to appreciate it together, even if he’s her husband? "Can’t you be more reserved?" Xie Jingchen said. "..." Su Jin was stunned. This guy brought the spring, palace, and picture to show her and then asked her to be reserved. This requires a high level of difficulty, doesn’t it? Su Jin paused, then said, "Alright, I’ll be a bit more reserved to study the prescription with you." She shifted her position to look a bit more dignified. Xie Jingchen, "..." His gaze swept from the book in Su Jin’s hands. It was a trap he set for himself.

Chapter 94: Treating Illness (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

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