Gu Jiao entered and, knowing her way well, she drew back the curtain to enter the inner chamber and walked around the screen to the bedside.
Her easy familiarity made it seem as though she had been there before.
But everyone knew this was impossible.
Today's bed curtains were drawn back, and Gu Jiao immediately saw the middle-aged man lying on the bed, unconscious. Different from yesterday, his head and arms were pierced with silver needles at various acupoints.
Just now that second wife mentioned that Chen Guoluo, the divine doctor's disciple, had just administered acupuncture to the Duke and had gone to prepare medicine for him.
Yesterday, due to the urgency of the situation, Gu Jiao only briefly met with the Duke. She did not diagnose his pulse nor did she take a close look at his appearance.
Now she had a chance to see him.
