Gu Wenheng sighed inwardly. Perhaps his future days would be spent just like this, or maybe even more difficult than Zhou Shixiong's.
"By the way, Brother Zhou, how did you find the time to visit me today?" Gu Wenheng asked. Based on the date, the court was not on a break. As the Minister of War, Zhou Shixiong shouldn't be allowed to leave the Capital so casually, right?
Zhou Shixiong chuckled. "I am already in a semi-retired state. I haven't been feeling well lately, so I submitted a sick leave petition and came out to seek a skilled doctor."
"My rural place doesn't have any brilliant doctors," Gu Wenheng said.
Zhou Shixiong waved his hand dismissively. "I've already seen brilliant doctors. Right now, I'm just missing one specific medicinal ingredient. It's truly rare, so I have no choice but to search everywhere for it."
Gu Wenheng was at a loss for words.
