Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

"Young Master, what are the ingredients for that soup?"

Jiang Mo's heart sank slightly as she carefully spoke, "I obtained this medicinal diet recipe from the Third Prince a few days ago. He said it was a nourishing recipe specially researched by the Imperial Hospital, which is beneficial for Xiao Heng's deficiency."

He then asked Qin Zhao to go to his study to retrieve the prescription.

While waiting, Jiang Mo looked at Jiang Heng's weak appearance and felt a surge of joy. He hadn't even started to make a move yet, and Jiang Heng had already become like this. Wasn't this heaven helping him?

His hands trembled involuntarily at his side. He clenched his fists to suppress it. He didn't know why, but these past few days, whenever his emotions fluctuated, his hands would tremble involuntarily.

A moment later, Qin Zhao retrieved the prescription. He glanced at Jiang Mo, who, not understanding why, gestured for him to give the prescription directly to Elder Liu.

"This recipe is indeed good, very nourishing, and would be of great benefit to ordinary people."

Old Liu didn't say anything more, but everyone knew what he meant.

Jiang Heng is no ordinary person; his body simply cannot withstand such nourishment.

"That's impossible! I specifically asked, and this tonic soup made with scallions is definitely safe to drink!"

Jiang Mo's pupils contracted, and his heart beat faster. He did want to make a move against Jiang Heng, but he wouldn't do it in such an obvious and direct way.

Seeing that he was being questioned, Old Master Liu tapped his finger repeatedly on the prescription, "Putting aside everything else, just look at the Polygonatum and Eucommia on it. The young master cannot take them. These herbs, which are nourishing to others, are no different from poison to the young master when mixed together!"

Having said that, Old Liu stopped paying attention to him and turned back to continue observing Jiang Heng's condition.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lihai took the prescription and read it quickly. Although he didn't understand pharmacology, he had learned a thing or two about what Jiang Heng could and couldn't eat over the years.

His face darkened as he held up the prescription and questioned Jiang Mo, "Did the Third Prince really give this to you?"

“Absolutely true! That day at the theater, the Third Prince noticed that Xiao Heng's complexion was not good, so he asked her a few more questions. He also specifically asked the imperial physician for this prescription.”

Jiang Mo's thoughts gradually became clearer. "Moreover, the Third Prince knows that Xiao Heng suffers from a deficiency, so he would never hide it from the imperial physician. Father! There must be something fishy about this! The Third Prince would never harm Xiao Heng!"

Jiang Lihai stared intently at him, his sharp gaze causing Jiang Mo to flinch for a moment, but he didn't look away. Regardless of his inner thoughts, he had a clear conscience regarding Jiang Heng in this matter.

Jiang Shi, who was wiping Jiang Heng's sweat, paused upon hearing their conversation. She turned around and glared at Jiang Mo, her eyes red. "You keep talking about the Third Prince! Did the Third Prince give birth to you, raise you, or feed and clothe you? Xiao Bao's health is clearly improving, why are you doing this for no reason!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang was already in tears. For more than ten years, she had been praying to the gods and Buddhas every day for her child to have a healthy body. Mingming had just begun to have a glimmer of hope.

"Mother......"

Jiang Mo looked at Jiang Shi in disbelief. Even if he didn't genuinely want Jiang Heng to be well, what had he done wrong?

His hands trembled more and more violently. He took a deep breath, suppressed the resentment in his heart, walked to the bedside, looked down at Jiang Heng lying on the bed, and murmured, "It's my fault. I will take care of Xiao Heng until he recovers."

Unbeknownst to those with their backs to Jiang Mo, his cheeks twitched intermittently, a strange and eerie smile played on his lips, and an unyielding darkness shone in his eyes, a palpable malice about to materialize and pounce on Jiang Heng.

In Jiang Heng's consciousness space, facing Jiang Mo directly, 886 staggered back a few steps, crying out, "Waaah, host, help me! This Jiang Mo is so scary!"

But Jiang Heng did not respond to his little system. After all, all his discomfort was real. In order to deceive everyone, he did not ask 886 to block his senses.

Jiang Lihai gripped the prescription tightly in his hand. Jiang Mo was right; there was something fishy about this. But he dared not think too deeply about it; he would rather Jiang Mo had meant well but ended up doing something wrong.

Looking at Jiang Shi, who was still weeping in the room, and her son lying lifeless on the bed, he seemed to have aged ten years overnight. Even the back view of him turning around and walking out of the room exuded weakness.

Mo Wu, disguised as a servant, brought over the prepared medicine. However, it wasn't the medicine he had prepared according to the prescription written by Master Liu, but rather the antidote that Jiang Heng had prepared for him earlier. After all, he only appeared to be sick; in reality, he had poisoned himself to create the symptoms.

After all, if it were real ginger, that bowl of nourishing soup in the afternoon would have almost exhausted his energy, leaving him bedridden.

Jiang Mo was about to feed Jiang Heng when Jiang Shi forcefully stopped her. Jiang Mo retreated to the side with a gloomy expression, ready to lend a hand at any moment.

Mo Wu, on the other hand, kept a low profile and stood on the other side. His position allowed him to see everyone in the room without attracting attention.

Looking at Jiang Heng's current state, he couldn't help but sigh. This person is truly ruthless to herself, and not only that, but also quite ruthless to those around her. Look at how Jiang Shi is crying.

After drinking a bowl of herbal medicine, Jiang Heng's breathing finally calmed down. Jiang Shi sat silently by the bedside watching over him, her eyes unblinking, as if her child would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Mother, you should go and rest first. I'll keep watch tonight," Jiang Mo said softly, but Madam Jiang did not respond.

Jiang Mo wasn't sure about her attitude. She glanced around the room and realized that Jiang Lihai had already left sometime earlier. Strange, everything tonight was too strange.

As dawn broke, Jiang Heng slowly awoke. He opened his eyes and met Jiang Shi's red-rimmed gaze; she had clearly stayed by his side all night, her face extremely haggard. A pang of sadness welled up inside Jiang Heng.

"Mother..." he called softly. Jiang Shi quickly leaned forward, gently stroking his face, her voice hoarse, "How are you feeling, Xiao Bao? Are you still in pain?"

"I'm fine, you don't need to worry." Jiang Heng curled her fingertips slightly and lowered her eyes to avoid Jiang Shi's gaze. "You should go back and rest."

"Mom isn't tired. Would you like something to eat? Mom will make you something."

"I want to sleep a little longer. You don't need to stay with me. I'm really fine now."

Seeing that he insisted and that his complexion was indeed much better than last night, Jiang was still a little worried. She tucked the blanket around him and then went out.

She whispered to Lu Qian outside that he should keep some light food warm in the kitchen so that he could eat when he woke up and got hungry.

Jiang Heng turned over to face the wall, scratched at the blanket with her fingers, and finally moved her body down to hide herself under the covers.

"Tongtong, the Jiang family is so wonderful." Even speaking in her own mind, Jiang Heng's voice was soft, as if afraid of revealing her secret joy.

"Yes, host. Jiang was very upset last night and even gave Jiang Mo a good scolding."

886 vividly described the scenes he missed while Jiang Heng was unconscious last night. He especially emphasized the moment he was terrified by Jiang Mo, saying he gets scared every time he thinks about it.

When 886 mentioned that Jiang Lihai had left halfway through and never returned, Jiang Heng immediately understood what was going on.

"I wonder if Jiang Mo has realized that he's being used as a tool, but even if he does, he'll probably just think of it as an extra ally."

This is getting more and more interesting. I wanted to lure Jiang Mo out, but I didn't expect him to be just a small fry. The big fish is still hiding in some corner, lurking.

Jiang Heng also asked 886 to check on the movements of Jiang Lihai and his wife. Now that things have changed, the previous plan needs to be adjusted again.