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"What do you mean you don't know why he won't wake up? If you can't find the reason, find someone who can! Or do the imperial coffers pay for the salary of the imperial medical bureau just so you can all tell this sovereign not a single one of you has any idea what's going on?!" 

Loud. Yan Zheyun's consciousness filtered back in, tuning in to the yelling that echoed in his skull with a painful throbbing. Why was Liu Yao shouting? It was rare to hear him raise his voice like this. 

"Please quell your anger, Your Majesty! This old subject has already examined Fengjun's phoenix body and can exclude any unnatural causes of his unconsciousness, such as poisons or trauma to the head. Fengjun is also in good health, his constitution much improved since the last time he had a check. As such, this old subject really cannot determine any factors contributing to his prolonged lack of responsiveness…Your Majesty, it's almost as if Fengjun is just in a very deep sleep."