Aunt Zhao knew that her body had been a little weak recently, but when she saw Su Ying's expression, her heart began to race.
It wasn't that she was afraid of death, but the two children were still so young. She was always worried that the other servants would have evil intentions and they wouldn't take good care of them.
"Your Imperial Highness, is my body… going to die on me?"
Su Ying gave her an odd look. "Aunt Zhao, don't think such strange thoughts. Your body is fine, but there's some congestion in your chest. I'll prescribe you some medicine to clear the blockage. Take it regularly for half a month. Don't stop mid-way. After you finish the course, there shouldn't be any major problems."
She did notice that Aunt Zhao had some breast lumps, but it shouldn't be serious. She would let her take some medicine first to see how her condition progressed. If there were still no changes, it wouldn't be too late to perform surgery.
