The Imperial Physician came in, took the pulse, and described the patient's condition, then wrote a prescription.
When the Old Dowager heard her daughter describing this illness so gravely, her heart and body trembled. The handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a crumpled mess. Worry filled her heart as she asked more questions about precautions!
The Imperial Physician answered each one, though he was quite puzzled himself. By rights, this patient's body shouldn't have such an illness. However, something unknown had happened to this body previously, like a sieve, already sick and traveling a long distance. Now in this state, it would have been better off at the border!
Thinking this, though unable to voice it, the Imperial Physician, as part of the Imperial Hospital, had to attend to numerous valued Madams and officials who sought his care. No matter how busy he was, he had to come. Not only was it for earning money, but the complexities ran deep!
