The Emperor looked at the Empress, and the Empress really wanted the Imperial Physician to co and see what this was.
"Summon the Imperial Physician."
The Emperor was even more worried, the situation with the Crown Prince seed to show signs of a fleeting revival before a downturn.
When Doctor Yang heard the summons to Kunning Palace, he felt as if the farewell letter he just wrote could actually co in handy!
In the past, the Emperor would get angry and the Empress would diate; now even the Empress was angry, and the Crown Prince’s life hung by a thread. The on-duty Imperial Physicians could only rely on luck.
If it is fate, it cannot be avoided.
Doctor Yang, steeling himself, entered Kunning Palace.
What, what did he see?
The Crown Prince was sitting up, and beside him was a little girl... What kind of magical scene was this?
Doctor Yang couldn’t believe his eyes, it must be an illusion, so he rubbed them imdiately. But when he looked closely, the Crown Prince was still sitting there, and the little girl was still present.
"Emperor, Empress, Your Servant..."
"Go take the Crown Prince’s pulse, and also check what these pills are made of."
The Emperor didn’t care how Xiao Chunyu reacted; his son’s life was his only concern, and he was hopeful that his son would inherit the empire.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Doctor Yang, timidly stepping forward, asked the Crown Prince to extend his hand. In his heart, he thought there was no point, as they had already taken the pulse eight out of ten tis a day, each ti the sa: a death pulse.
But none of them dared to say it aloud, for no one could bear the Emperor’s wrath.
This life was unguarded, but they still clung to the world.
As long as the Crown Prince did not die for a day, they could strive to live one more day.
"Crown Prince, may I take your pulse?"
"Go ahead." The Crown Prince compliantly extended his left hand.
Doctor Yang... What’s up today? Even the Crown Prince was cooperating with the pulse-taking.
Previously, when asked to take the pulse, he would surely give you a cold stare and ignore you, and it would take the Empress’s coaxing and encouraging to complete a pulse session.
"What are you standing there for, take the pulse."
"Yes, Crown Prince."
Just take the pulse, just don’t reveal whatever it shows.
"How is it?" The Empress was most concerned, and seeing Doctor Yang silent for so long, she quickly asked.
"Empress, what dicine did the Crown Prince take?"
"He didn’t take anything."
"Big Brother ate cake, ate pills."
Panpan felt that adults loved to lie, clearly, he just had so of her things, and now he’s saying he didn’t.
"Yes, yes, he ate Panpan’s cake, ate her pills."
The cake was gone, but there were still so pills left.
Doctor Yang picked up a pill, took a sniff, then crushed one to see and sniff again.
"These are hawthorn pills."
A physician who couldn’t recognize hawthorn pills would truly be incompetent.
"Hawthorn pills, can the Prince eat them?"
The Empress cared only about this.
"Naturally, he can." These hawthorn pills weren’t ant for royals; shouldn’t the Prince be eating sothing more premium?
"That’s good then."
The stone in the Empress’s heart fell; as long as he could eat, and the Crown Prince was willing to eat, it was fine.
"Then make so hawthorn pills for the Crown Prince to eat as well."
"Yes, Your Servant will make hawthorn pills as soon as I return to the Imperial Hospital."
As long as the Crown Prince liked to eat and could eat them, their lives were secured.
Never mind making hawthorn pills, even making tonic pills would not be an issue for them.
However, the Crown Prince’s pulse did indeed show improvent?
Does this have anything to do with eating hawthorn pills?
Unable to figure it out, but also afraid to ask.
"The Crown Prince’s pulse..."
This was what both the Emperor and Empress were concerned about, as they shared a rare mont of unity in hoping for the Crown Prince’s good health.
"Replying to the Emperor, Empress, the Crown Prince’s condition has improved, with proper care, it will get better over ti."
Never mind, let’s say sothing nice first, make these two happy.
"That’s good, that’s good." The Empress, overwheld with joy, wiped her tears.
Suddenly, she recalled Xiao Chunyu was still outside; she had heard she was to go to Cining Palace, so let her go.
"Reporting to the Empress, my young daughter is naive and ignorant, fearing she might offend the noble ones, how about I take her with ?"
Leaving such a young girl here, not seeing herself would surely lead to an instant tearful outburst.
"She talks well with Che’er, let her stay a while longer, you may go to Cining Palace first, later we will send Panpan to you."
Since the son liked having the little girl around, let her stay a bit longer.
"This..." Xiao Chunyu thought, well, might as well, the arm can’t twist the thigh, whatever happens, happens.
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