Chapter 637: Ge Zewen Is Seriously Ill
September 8, 291 in the Imperial Calendar of the Britannia Empire.
The Britannia Empire, fearing Lagon, Baiyang Palace, in a secret room that no one else is allowed to approach.
"how?"
In the room, Jacob asked the doctors standing in front of him in a deep voice.
"Is the treatment for Ge Zewen going well?"
The doctors standing in front of Jacob are some of the most famous doctors with superb medical skills in the empire.
After hearing Jacob's questions, the faces of these doctors became ugly.
The doctors looked at each other and hesitated.
Finally, the old doctor with an old face in the lead took two steps forward, and then said in a deep voice:
"His Majesty's treatment... did not go well..."
After hearing the old doctor's words, Jacob's breathing immediately became much heavier.
"Why doesn't it go well?!" Jacob's tone was a little out of control, "Shouldn't this just be a common cold?! Why hasn't Ge Zewen's physical condition gotten better?!"
As early as nearly 2 months ago, Ge Zewen began to have some health problems.
First, just a regular cough.
Both Ge Zewen and Jacob didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was just a common cold that would be cured by getting more rest and taking some medicine.
But as time went by, Ge Zewen's physical condition failed to improve.
No matter how much rest he took and how he drank medicine, Ge Zewen's physical condition still did not improve at all, and even got worse.
It was only then that Ge Zewen and Jacob finally began to realize that something was wrong...
So they immediately invited some of the best doctors in the empire to treat Ge Zewen.
After half a month of treatment, just now, these doctors gave Jacob their diagnosis.
The old doctor seemed to be prepared for Jacob's reaction.
After listening to Jacob's words quietly, the old doctor sighed softly: "The disease your Majesty has... is not a disease..."
"I have been practicing medicine for so many years and have seen this disease several times."
"If this disease is not cured in time... it will..."
At this point, the old doctor paused.
There was a look of hesitation on his face.
After hesitating for a while, gritting his teeth and making up his mind, the old doctor continued:
"You will...die...and this disease is extremely difficult to cure. So far, we have no effective and reasonable treatment methods..."
Jacob's face immediately turned livid after hearing the word "death" just now.
"No, but..." a doctor standing next to the old doctor added,
"Fortunately... this disease is not contagious, so there is no need to avoid contact with patients..."
As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Jacob immediately roared at him:
"You are 'lucky' to me?!"
"Hey...!" The doctor was so frightened by Jacob's roar that his neck shrank.
Jacob continued to roar at these doctors: "You are not allowed to mention your Majesty's illness to outsiders. If I find out that any outsiders know about your Majesty's illness, I will demote all the men in your family to lowly labor! Every time you build a road Build a house and work hard until you die!"
"And then demote all the women in your family to be camp prostitutes of the Knights! Then let you sit aside and watch how the women in your family comfort the sergeants in the military camp!"
"Yes...! Yes...!" The doctors, who were so frightened that their bodies were shaking, nodded in agreement.
"Get out of here! Get out of here as far as you can!"
After hearing Jacob's words, the doctors who had received amnesty immediately responded and rushed to leave the room.
After the doctors left, Jacob let out a long, tired sigh in the room where he was the only one left.
"Why is this so……"
After talking to himself like this, Jacob squatted down and rubbed his now swollen and sore brain.
——I better... cheer up... there are still many things waiting for me to deal with...
After Gozevin fell ill, Jacob took on two roles.
He was the emperor and the palace minister, working two jobs at the same time.
There are enough and busy things to deal with in normal times, but now that Gozevin has fallen ill, the amount of daily things Jacob has to deal with has almost doubled.
"If Ge Zewen doesn't increase my salary, it will be too much..."
After whispering these words in a half-joking tone, Jacob stood up with a wry smile, opened the door and walked out.
Just after he left the room and came to a certain corridor of Baiyang Palace, an urgent voice suddenly sounded from behind him:
"Your Majesty the Prime Minister!"
"What's the matter?"
"There is a quick report from the Knights of Michael!"
"Knights of Michael?"
Jacob immediately took the quick report, tore open the cover, and then read every line.
After quickly reading the contents of this quick report, Jacob couldn't help but chuckle a few times:
"The Lygasos Mountains have been pacified. Was the battle of Salomanda successful? Well done, Mr. Cheng."
The quick report in Jacob's hand was the successful report about the Salomanda battle sent back by Su Cheng.
After learning that the battle of Salomanda had ended successfully and that the Lygasus Mountains had been leveled, a long-lost smile finally appeared on Jacob's face.
There have been too many troubles recently, and finally a happy event can make him happy.
Jacob grabbed the good news from Su Cheng in his hand and walked quickly towards Ge Zewen's room.
For such a major event, it is natural to report to Ge Zewen immediately.
However, before Jacob had taken a few steps, another call came from his side:
"Your Majesty the Prime Minister!"
"What's the matter?"
"I have a quick report."
——Why is there another quick report... Who sent it...
Jacob frowned as he took the quick report and tore open the cover, then read it quickly.
After reading it, Jacob's face turned blue and white, and the smile that finally appeared on his face disappeared again...
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Baiyang Palace, Ge Zewen's room.
Ge Zewen was lying on the bed in the center of the room.
Compared with before, Ge Zewen's cheeks were obviously much thinner and his face was much paler.
Looking at Ge Zewen who was now seriously ill and very weak, Jacob couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
——Obviously I was such a healthy person before...
——If Ge Zewen's illness continues to be bad...
This assumption is too scary.
The thought of this hypothesis arose, and Jacob immediately suppressed it.
Don't want to and don't dare to think too much.
Jacob quickly walked to Ge Zewen's bed, squeezed out a smile and said to Ge Zewen:
"Good afternoon, Ge Zewen, I'm here to see you."
"Ah...it's Jacob..." Ge Zewen's eyes were half-opened, looking at Jacob with a smile on his face, "Coming to me at this time should be more than just visiting me, right? ? Well, what happened?"
"There are indeed two things I want to report to you, one good and one bad."
"The good thing is that the battle of Salomanda was successful and the Lygasos Mountains have been leveled. We can now send people to control the surrendered mountain barbarians and learn from the experience of managing foreign nations."
"At the same time, in this battle of Salomanda, we only suffered less than 500 casualties. What a shocking result."
"Oh?" A flash of light flashed in Ge Zewen's half-open eyes, "It is indeed a good thing... What a beautiful job, Su Cheng, you only paid less than 500 casualties to conquer a A foreign nation with a population of hundreds of thousands... Jacob, please arrange rewards for Su Cheng and related heroes... and then quickly organize a group of talented people to go and control the surrendered mountain barbarians... …The governance of the mountain barbarians must not be messed up, we must take it seriously, and we must seriously learn from the experience of governing foreign ethnic groups…”
"yes."
"So -" Ge Zewen continued, "the good things are over, what are the bad things?"
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