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Feng Yue, anxious, said: "Brother, I have nothing major here. Hurry to the Imperial Medical Bureau."
There was no need to seek Qin Xiaoruo's help now, Feng Yue only hoped that her brother's "Ningjian" could be cured soon, to spare him further suffering from this illness.
Feng Liangbi questioned, "Can Imperial Doctor Zheng and the others manage?"
He wasn't trying to undermine others or dismiss his own dignity, but these Imperial Physicians in his palace had been treating Feng Xian's "Ningjian" for so long. Even his own minor injury couldn't be completely cured. While suddenly claiming they have a remedy for Feng Xian's "Ningjian" seemed unbelievable.
Feng Xian hesitated: "Perhaps they can."
Upon hearing this, the joy in Feng Yue's eyes gradually faded: "Brother, first let Imperial Doctor Zheng and the others have a look. If it doesn't work, we'll think of another way. Your 'Ningjian' is worsening and must be treated."
