Song Zhiyuan returned to the side hall of Yangxin Hall and saw Imperial Physician Lu happily approaching him.
"That method really worked, the Emperor's fever has subsided a bit."
Song Zhiyuan felt relieved and asked, "Is he awake?"
Imperial Physician Lu's smile froze slightly, and he shook his head.
Song Zhiyuan walked in and saw the man still lying there, with several imperial physicians kneeling before the bed alternately checking his pulse, occasionally conversing in low voices, pursing his lips.
Seeing him enter, the imperial physicians made way, gathering around Imperial Physician Lu to discuss the next prescription. Given the Emperor's current condition, how to medicate, whether to use strong drugs, and if acupuncture treatment is needed, all must be handled with utmost caution, for this is the Emperor, of supreme importance, any negligence is unacceptable.
