Divine Doctor Ning stepped forward and knelt before Emperor Kangxi to take his pulse.
Indeed, a divine doctor was a divine doctor, for within moments, he knew the state of Emperor Kangxi's health.
On his way here, he had imagined countless times, how should he speak?
Thinking that His Majesty's condition was not simple, but he hadn't expected it to be like this...
If treatment were to start now, Emperor Kangxi wouldn't be in danger of losing his life...
Unfortunately, if survival was the only goal, then why would one need a divine doctor? What Emperor Kangxi wanted was to live a complete life.
This, Divine Doctor Ning was well aware of, yet he was powerless.
His Majesty's leg, unless Hua Tuo were still alive, otherwise... it was incurable.
But how dared he say that?
