The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1438

Chapter 1438: 703 Sister Control (First Update)

Gu Yan’s surgery had ended, and the tubes in his body were removed, but he could not immediately endure the strains of travel, so the National Master advised him to rest at Qilin Palace for a few days.

Gu Jiao did not refuse.

Ya He arranged a comfortable and spacious room for them with two beds to facilitate Gu Jiao’s care for her brother. There were also two maids stationed outside the door, ready to attend to their commands at any moment.

Gu Yan paid the price for waking up with such a gasp, so Gu Jiao called for Elderly Mr. Meng to take care of him.

Gu Yan wore a pitiful expression, not wanting the old man, but instead wanting his sister.

Gu Jiao went to simmer millet porridge for Gu Yan.

It had been six hours since the surgery, and the anesthetic in Gu Yan’s body had almost completely metabolized. There was no concern of significant negative reactions in the digestive tract, so he could eat a little liquid food.

There was a small kitchen in Qilin Palace for the exclusive use of the National Master, which was generally off-limits to outsiders, but Gu Jiao was an exception as the National Master had specially instructed before leaving.

The two maids initially wanted to take on the task, but Gu Jiao said it was unnecessary.

When Ya He arrived, what he saw was Gu Jiao busily moving about in front of the stove, which for some reason made him pause for a moment.

This young man’s demeanor felt somewhat unfamiliar to him. Although they hadn’t met many times, Ya He perceived from the youth a very cold and distant side.

He seemed easy to approach, yet in his bones exuded a proud and unyielding air.

It was hard for him to connect the rebellious young man from his memory with the person before him now, who seemed to wear a layer of tender warmth, faint but genuinely present.

"Xiao... Young Master?" He tentatively called out, almost doubting that he had recognized the wrong person.

The faint warmth in Gu Jiao’s brows disappeared in an instant, and she resumed the manner that Ya He remembered.

Ya He was taken aback and then smiled, "Xiao Young Master, the National Master sent me to check if you need anything here."

"No, everything is fine," Gu Jiao said, "Aren’t you all sleeping."

It was quite late into the night.

Yes, it was late into the night, yet the National Master was still thinking about the two of them. Elderly Mr. Meng certainly had significant influence.

"The National Master sleeps late," Ya He said.

"Oh," Gu Jiao continued to cook the porridge.

Ya He suggested, "Xiao Young Master, you can leave these tasks to the servants. If they can’t do it, you can also order them to go out and buy it."

"No need," Gu Jiao politely declined.

Someone had just undergone surgery and was feeling wronged. Food made by others wouldn’t suit his taste.

Gu Jiao said, "You go rest; I’m almost done here."

Ya He agreed, "Alright, call me at any time if you need anything, Xiao Young Master."

Gu Jiao nodded.

Ya He turned to leave.

As he stepped over the threshold, he subconsciously paused, looking back at Gu Jiao.

He had long learned from Miao Ruoxin that the other party was a foreigner, yet for some reason, Ya He felt that being treated with kindness by the youth was a fortunate and happy thing.

After preparing the millet porridge, Gu Jiao came to Gu Yan’s resting chamber, which was located opposite the room where Elderly Mr. Meng rested during the day, making it convenient for the old healer to take care of him.

Although Gu Yan had slept throughout the day, having just undergone major surgery, he was extremely weak and still felt somewhat sleepy. However, without Gu Jiao, he couldn’t fall asleep.

Gu Jiao brought in the prepared millet porridge and asked Elderly Mr. Meng to go back to his room to rest.

Sitting beside the bed, Gu Jiao looked at Gu Yan lying flat on the bedchamber and asked, "Are you feeling discomfort anywhere?"

"A bit of pain," Gu Yan said.

"Where does it hurt?" Gu Jiao asked.

"The wound," Gu Yan replied, lifting his left hand to touch his chest. As he felt around, he froze.

Huh?

Where was his wound?

With a slight bend of her lips, Gu Jiao watched him search for the wound on his body with a composed demeanor.

Gu Yan was confused, "Where’s my wound? Did I have a fake surgery?"

With a chuckle, Gu Jiao pointed to his right armpit, "Here."

Gu Yan suddenly understood, "No wonder I felt some pain here."

But wasn’t he supposed to have his chest cut open? How did it end up on the right side? After all, the heart is not on the right.

He was feeling weak and unable to talk much at the moment.

Yet, there was a certain tacit understanding between the twins.

Instead of taking advantage of his lack of medical knowledge to give him a quick brush-off, Gu Jiao explained in detail the structure of the ventricle. The left ventricle could not be damaged at will; cutting it open would affect the heart’s function. The right ventricle was more like a storage bag, lacking strong contractile power, so entering through it was relatively safe.

Moreover, during the surgery, Gu Yan’s heart would stop beating, requiring intubation for extracorporeal circulation. The tubes would be inserted into the aorta, the superior vena cava, and the inferior vena cava.

These positions are more prominently exposed when the right chest cavity is opened.

"Oh."

Gu Yan fell asleep as he listened.