For one whole day and night, Jun Qing was lying on the bed hanging over the verge of death, all the doctors that came and took his pulse all had the same worried expression, all had the single verdict – Jun Qing was one step away from death's door.
Jun Xian seemed to have aged ten years overnight as he sat by his son as he waved his hands and asked them all to return to the palace. He sat there sadly as he buried his face in his hands.
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"Is that true?" The Emperor who was seated in the study was listening to the doctor who was reporting Jun Qing's situation to him, his face void of any expression as he listened solemnly.
"This humble one does not dare lie. Jun Qing's poison has indeed acted up and the poison has attacked the heart." The doctor reported truthfully.
