An Youyou quickly stood up.
Having sat for too long and being extremely furious, she felt dizzy and for a moment everything went dark; she almost fell straight down.
The doctor beside her hurriedly held her up, "Young Imperial Physician."
An Youyou steadied herself for a moment.
Then she swiftly walked toward An Ji.
An Ji's breathing was weak to the extreme at this moment, he could lose his breath at any moment.
An Youyou took An Ji's wrist and checked his pulse.
The barely perceptible pulse made An Youyou's heart tighten.
She swiftly asked in an urgent voice, "The medicine I just instructed to be brewed, hasn't it been administered?"
"We fed him some, but the leader won't eat and vomited it…" the doctor said anxiously, truly frightened seeing the leader in such a feeble state.
An Youyou's eyes narrowed, "Bring me a dagger!"
The doctor was startled.
The next moment, a servant hurriedly handed it over.
Seeing the young Imperial Physician's actions, the doctor was shocked.
