Xia Hongming quickly walked over and sat down. As he rubbed his eyebrows, he leaned against the couch, trying to make himself feel better.
Imperial Physician Wang hurriedly went forward to take his pulse with a serious expression. After taking his pulse, he knelt down.
When Xia Hongming saw him like this, he asked, "Imperial Physician Wang, what illness do I have? Why do I always have a headache during autumn and winter? It suddenly acted up today. It hurts so much."
Imperial Physician Wang hesitated for a while before mustering his courage to say, "Your Majesty, you're not sick."
Xia Hongming glanced at Imperial Physician Wang angrily. "Quack, if I'm not sick, why do I have a splitting headache? Tell me, explain it to me. It's been three years. In the past two years, I could use medicines to relieve the pain, but this year, all the medicines have lost their effectiveness. Did you temper with the medicines?"
