Gu Chengrui looked at Madam Consort An after hearing that. Seeing her face abnormally flushed, he hesitated before asking, "Madam Consort An, have you asked the imperial physician to prescribe you some medicine?"
"Yes, but it didn't have much effect, so I couldn't be bothered to drink those bitter medicine soups anymore."
"I wonder if I can give you a pulse check?"
"You know medicine?" Madam Consort An asked in surprise.
"Previously, when I was in the capital, I learned a little from the academy's doctor. Over the past few years, I also learned from a doctor in the countryside for two years. As long as it's not a difficult illness, there shouldn't be any problems."
"Oh, then let's give it a try." Despite the fact that Madam Consort An didn't believe in the medical abilities of someone from the countryside, she had been tormented by her illness for too long and was still holding out hope.
