Zheng Liang was engrossed in his work in the study when he lifted his gaze and glanced at the closed wooden door.
A frown creased his forehead.
Typically, by this time, Master Jiang would arrive at the Dragon Pavilion with his assistant to apply ointment to Zheng Liang's wound and provide him with his medicine.
After the incident involving His Majesty, Master Jiang personally took on the responsibility of treating the royal family members. That's why, even for a simple task like applying ointment to his wounds, Master Jiang preferred to handle it himself rather than delegating it to someone else.
"Why hasn't he arrived yet?" Zheng Liang impatiently pondered.
Today, he had planned to request another examination and obtain a detailed report to convince Yang Ning that he had completely recovered.
