He could not become a stumbling block for the prince.
Nan Jiaxi's thinking was simple, even a little foolish, but he did not believe he had done anything wrong. When the prince reprimanded him, he was too quick to cry, and he could not hold back his tears.
"Your Highness, the snake that bit this young lord probably wasn't terribly venomous. A few more doses of medicine should restore him to full health."
Ruthis reached out and wiped away Nan Jiaxi's tears. They were slightly warm. He fell silent for a moment before saying, "You'll oversee his treatment from start to finish."
The army physician replied with "trepidation," "How could I? I'm only a lowly army physician, not someone who specializes in attending to..."
Before he could finish saying "nobles of exalted status," Ruthis interrupted him. "It's fine. We're not in the palace now. Keep everything simple."
With that said, the young army physician could only accept the order.
Ruthis rose to leave. Although Nan Jiaxi's eyes were closed, he seemed to know that he was going. He reached out and clutched Ruthis's clothes tightly, murmuring, "Your Highness, please don't go."
As the words left his mouth, tears slipped silently down his cheeks. Ruthis stopped in his tracks and ultimately stayed.
Su Shang found someone exceptionally skilled in disguise. The moment they met, he knew this person was no ordinary individual: the man had come to him of his own accord, wearing a face that looked seventy or eighty percent like his. If not for the man's taller, broader frame, he would have thought he was looking at another version of himself.
"Hello, my name is Liang Wenjin."
Liang Wenjin spoke those words with a face almost identical to Su Shang's. Then he peeled off a layer of disguise,