Long Yang frowned when he saw the silver needle in her hand. He pulled his hand away. "Grand Duchess, what is this? Haven't you already diagnosed me?"
Ling Lihua explained, "I noticed that something didn't seem right with your pulse, but I can't diagnose exactly what kind of poison you have. I'd like to conduct a further inspection and I hope Your Majesty would be able to provide some blood."
She clenched her teeth when she said those words.
Even though this was her son-in-law, it was the first time she needed to stifle her anger and speak in such a low voice to a patient.
If not for her daughter's request, she would never have conducted a diagnosis for him.
Lu Hetian was rather angered to see his wife being irked this way.
If not for Weiwei, he would have grabbed his wife and stormed out already.
So what if the patient was the Emperor?
