Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

Jin Shangde has been busy for three whole days, Defang's condition has improved greatly, not only his body temperature has recovered, but also his complexion has no signs of illness. Baili helped Defang sit at the table eating porridge, and Concubine Di sat beside her with a smile on her face. "My lord, it is great that you are recovering from illness."

Defang looked at Concubine Di and smiled slightly, "Madam is worried, I'm fine."

Concubine Di held Defang's hand, "My lord, you have been ill for more than a month, and my concubine is really..."

"Ma'am...I'm sorry, I..." Defang felt guilty towards Concubine Di in her heart

"My lord," Concubine Di shed tears, "As long as my lord is fine."

"Madam, I really want to accompany Madam well...but...I'm really... really useless..."

"My lord, how can you say that about yourself?"

"Madam is seriously ill because of me, and now she is in pain, but I can't make Madam get better, and now I am still sick, making Madam worry again, I... I'm sorry Madam..."

"My lord, you are not a medical officer, please don't be like this, my concubine feels sad to hear that."

"Ma'am, I heard from Baili that you are unwell again, is there anything wrong?"

"The concubine is fine, it's just a minor ailment, it's already healed."

Defang nodded, and then Jin Shangde came in, "Cao Min kowtowed to the prince for thousands of years."

"Are you Kim Sang-deok?" Defang asked

"Yes, my lord, Kim Sang-deok, a grassroots man."

"Please, Mr. Jin."

"Thank you, my lord." Jin Shangde stood up, looked up at Defang, he couldn't help but feel a little strange, because Defang didn't have a euphoric expression after recovering from the illness, but a continuous look of sadness, Jin Shangde cupped his hands and said, "How does your lord feel now? "

Defang sighed softly and said, "It's much better, thank you, Mr. Jin."

Jin Shangde was very puzzled by Defang's sigh, but it was inconvenient to ask further questions, so he said, "Although the prince has recovered, he still needs to recuperate for a few days. The grassroots have read the imperial doctor's records. Please rest in bed after eating porridge and vegetables."

"Mr. Jin, my king's health is fine, so you don't have to worry about it." Defang's words were flat, and Jin Shangde frowned slightly and said, "My lord, usually recurrent illnesses must have a crux. What is the cause of the prince's illness, so..."

"Mr. Jin" Defang interrupted, "My lord heard from Baili that Mr. Jin seldom rested in the past three days. He has been taking care of this lord. It is difficult for doctors to have a countermeasure, but Mr. Jin can make me better in just three days. It shows that the medical skills are superb. I am very grateful to Mr. Jin for his hard work for many days. I will thank you later. Mr. Jin should go to rest first Bar."

"But my lord..."

"Baili, take Mr. Jin to rest, order to go down and serve Mr. Jin well."

"Yes, my lord" Baili looked at Kim Sang-deok "Mr. Kim, please"

"My lord, grass people..."

Defang didn't look at Jin Shangde, just waved his hand and said, "After three days of exhaustion, you must be very tired, take a good rest."

Jin Shangde frowned and gritted his teeth, he had no choice but to hand in his hand, "Thank you, my lord, the grassroots leave."

Concubine Di didn't pay attention to Defang's expression, she was just happy that he was getting better, "My lord, eat more."

"Okay." Defang smiled and nodded, "Eat more."

That night, Concubine Di watched Defang fall asleep after drinking the decoction, and returned to the side room to rest. Baili sent Concubine Di away and closed the door to Defang's bed, "Your Majesty, Madam is gone."