"I would've hit you but we are right next to the Emperor," Jinghua (Doctor) said through clenched teeth and a smile.
"What?" Yang Qui (3rd Prince) asked her.
"I just told you that my patient of three years died and you are smirking."
Yang Qui pulled the smirk off his lips and turned his eyes to his friend. "I wasn't listening."
Jinghua hardened her eyes at him but the smile didn't leave her lips. "I tried to resuscitate him that was why I was late. But… he was gone."
Yang Qui pursed his lips, trying to stop his laughter. "I feel sorry," he said. "Truly, I do. But if you keep that face up, I'm going to burst into laughter. You look like you haven't crapped for five days."
Jinghua laughed exageratedly, drawing the attention of the nearest group of people. She did not stop. It was her threatening laughter. It was the "be thankful you're a prince or I would've already cut you open" laugh.
