Qian Jiyun glanced unhappily at Imperial Physician Yang, who was ready to read his expression and act accordingly. He motioned for him to take Prince Sui's pulse before glaring at Prince Sui.
Imperial Physician Yang obeyed. Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, he walked toward Prince Sui and knelt down to take his pulse.
However, despite taking his pulse on both his left and right hands, he found nothing wrong with Prince Sui's body.
His pulse was steady and strong, as was his breathing. His heart was racing a little, and his body was trembling, but this could be due to his fear of the Emperor. What else could it be?
Even if Imperial Physician Yang made up a story now, he could not come up with anything. Besides, Qian Jiyun, Prince Zhan Yun, was not to be trifled with. He had already threatened him once yesterday. If he spouted nonsense again today…
