"Indeed! Could it be that Gu Aiqing also possesses medical skills?" the Emperor casually jested.
Gu Chengyu shook his head, observing the Emperor's spiritless eyes, the bluish bruises beneath them, and the dark circles—clear signs of excessive indulgence and sleeplessness.
However, such words could not be spoken.
"Your Majesty, I am not adept in medical arts, but I've heard that constant fatigue is not only due to physical reasons; it may also be due to psychological pressure. Perhaps Your Majesty could regulate your emotions and balance work with rest, and your health would surely improve."
Gu Chengyu stated solemnly, causing De An nearby to roll his eyes, while thinking internally that Mr. Gu possessed quite the talent for speaking nonsensically with a serious demeanor.
"Oh? You're suggesting that I should relax and rest more for better health?"
