Imperial Doctor Liu knelt within the tent, not daring to lift his head.
"Imperial Doctor Liu, won't you hurry and check His Majesty's pulse?" Yan Mingchun demanded, looking at him.
Emperor Kangxi didn't speak, merely stretching out his hand.
Imperial Doctor Liu crawled forward on his knees, and with trembling hands, he lifted Emperor Kangxi's hand gently before placing it down to start taking his pulse.
After a while, sweat beads the size of soybeans fell one by one from his forehead.
His hands shook, and he dared not speak.
His Majesty's body… his leg…
"How is my body?" Emperor Kangxi withdrew his hand and asked indifferently.
Although there was no fluctuation in tone, Imperial Doctor Liu could still detect the anger that was on the verge of erupting.
"Your servant… Your servant has medicine pills… After Your Majesty takes them, it might… might show some improvement." That leg could no longer bear any strain.
