"Alright," Gu Chen said, immediately finding himself somewhere between laughter and tears.
As the saying goes, concern leads to chaos. In martial arts cultivation, Gu Chen had reached a level where his understanding of his own body, as well as the human body, surpassed everyone in Tiandu, even those imperial physicians who had immersed themselves in medicine their entire lives.
Moreover, with his cultivation level, even though his injuries were serious, his self-healing speed was very fast. It was only because his second uncle and Ji Yuan were worried that they had imperial physicians take his pulse daily.
To put his uncle and the others at ease, Gu Chen could only accept this arrangement.
Soon, the imperial physician arrived, paid his respects to Gu Chen with due reverence, followed the procedure, and, upon confirming that Gu Chen was unharmed, left the place.