Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1143 Imperial Doctor Wang

Chapter 1143: Chapter 1143 Imperial Doctor Wang

It was heard that the War Prince had fallen ill, and the Capital was in an uproar. Everyone was anxious, fearing that if this battle-hardened prince were to succumb to his illness, the safety of their lives might be at risk.

Indeed, in the past few years, the neighboring country had always cast greedy eyes on Moli Country, persistently attempting to conquer and claim it as their own. If not for the sudden emergence of the War Prince, the very existence of Moli Country would have been in question.

Don’t be fooled—The Emperor harbored deep resentment toward the War Prince.

Still, on the surface, he played the part convincingly.

He even issued a special decree, ordering the Imperial Physicians from the palace to go to the War Prince’s Mansion to examine the prince.

The Imperial Physicians’ carriage proceeded in great pomp and splendor, surrounded by attendants. The scene was excessively dramatic, lacking only the fanfare of trumpets and firecrackers. The entourage circled the Capital several times, as if deliberately broadcasting to the world just how highly The Emperor valued the War Prince.

The Emperor had pulled off this clever maneuver.

The citizens’ praises poured in ceaselessly.

Everyone said The Emperor treated the War Prince with extraordinary kindness.

Indeed, only the War Prince in all of Moli Country was worthy of such an honor.

The Emperor basked in the glory of his newfound reputation, reveling in it for several days. He thought smugly, "You, War Prince, may have earned the love of the people, but I am no less admired."

At the War Prince’s Mansion.

Inside the bedchamber, a green jade table stood at the center, bearing a steaming bowl of medicinal broth.

The room was filled with the pungent scent of potent medicine.

Several Imperial Physicians sat solemnly by the bedside, diagnosing the War Prince’s pulse from behind the canopy curtains.

One physician after another took turns, yet all shook their heads, unable to determine the illness afflicting the War Prince.

Long Yi, standing nearby, asked worriedly, "Respected Imperial Physicians, what exactly is wrong with our Prince?"

The physicians expressed their helplessness, admitting they had no idea what kind of strange illness the Prince was battling this time, though it seemed even more perilous than the last.

Yet, all signs from the pulse and other diagnostics appeared normal—no trace of any sickness could be found.

Long Yi protested, "If there’s no diagnosis, why prescribe medicine? What if it harms our Prince?"

"Guard Long, please don’t worry. These are merely tonics; they can only benefit the Prince, not harm him," the physicians hastily explained.

As the saying goes, ’There are no impenetrable walls.’

Rumors regarding the tensions between The Emperor and the War Prince had reached the ears of the physicians to some extent.

Nevertheless, meddling in the affairs of these powerful figures was beyond their courage or desire.

The Emperor had commanded them to visit, and visit they would—nothing more.

All the Imperial Physicians had examined the War Prince’s pulse, yet none could identify any illness.

Long Yi, observing their ineffectiveness, grew increasingly impatient and said, "Fine, fine, all of you can leave now. The Prince needs to drink his medicine."

The Imperial Physicians had been coming to the mansion for several consecutive days. With a canopy obscuring their view, they only saw the Prince’s hands and not his full visage, which left them curious and uneasy. "The Emperor specifically instructed us to watch His Highness drink the medicine before leaving," one physician stated.

Every day after returning from the War Prince’s Mansion, the physicians would enter the palace and report back to The Emperor.

But because they had yet to see the War Prince emerge in person over these past days, The Emperor’s dissatisfaction was growing. Thus, today the physicians decided they would insist on witnessing the Prince drink the medicine before leaving.

The mention of The Emperor’s name quickly set the tone.

Long Yi’s face betrayed resignation as he reluctantly lifted a corner of the canopy.

Everyone focused their gaze...

The War Prince lay weakly on the bed, utterly devoid of his former imposing presence.

However, because he wore a mask, one could not discern anything about his facial complexion.

Long Yi stepped forward and called softly, "Your Highness, it’s time to drink your medicine."

The War Prince continued to lie silently on the bed, unmoving, as if lost in a deep sleep.

Among the Imperial Physicians, there was one named Doctor Wang, who had long harbored ambitions of rapid advancement but had never had the opportunity. With this mission entrusted by The Emperor, he was consumed by the urge to prove his worth.