After the Emperor took his seat, Qin Zhenzhen leaned in and quietly addressed him, "Your Majesty, I couldn't help but notice a slight change in your expression. Would you allow the imperial physician to examine your pulse?"
The Emperor had been engrossed in the company of a beautiful companion when the Empress Dowager unexpectedly summoned him. Naturally, he was not in the best of moods.
Upon hearing Qin Zhenzhen's request, his irritation grew.
"How dare you question my well-being! I'm in excellent health; I could wrestle a tiger, for heaven's sake! Why this unnecessary concern?"
Lately, he had been feeling rather courageous and had managed to charm the tears from Beauty Jiang.
Beauty Jiang, although initially anxious, couldn't resist adding to the tension. She scolded, "Do you believe that the imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital are mere decorations? How could they overlook the Emperor's discomfort?"