The maids wanted to take Zhaoyang away but were stopped by Su Yan.
Su Yan said worriedly, "You'd better take a look at Princess Zhaoyang first. Otherwise, if you delay the best time for treatment, can you bear it?"
Zhaoyang, who was pretending to faint, hated Su Yan even more.
A middle-aged man in white volunteered to be a doctor.
He was eager to curry favor with the royal family, but no one stopped him.
As soon as he checked Zhaoyang's pulse, the doctor's expression changed.
He carefully checked her pulse a few times, and cold sweat broke out on his head.
This aroused Su Yan's curiosity, and she said, "How is Princess Zhaoyang? You have to answer truthfully."
The doctor's face twitched, and his expression became even more nervous.
Su Yan urged him again and again, and then comforted him, "It's okay. Even if there's something that's hard to say, if you say it out loud, no one will do anything to you in front of everyone."
