"It's been so many days without any improvement. Where have you learned your medical skills?" Xia Hou scolded with a serious face.
Feng Jing was lying on the bed in a daze. Her voice was hoarse and weak. "Your Majesty, it's none of their business..."
Xia Hou sat beside the bed and felt the heat on her forehead. His eyebrows knitted even more tightly. He turned his head and looked at the kneeling imperial physician. He shouted, "Why don't you find a way to cure her?"
"I'm going to prescribe some medicine soon. After Concubine Yu takes the medicine, the room will be filled with charcoal or sweat in the hot spring. Tomorrow, the situation will be better," the imperial physician said.
When it came to sweat, Feng Lanxiu suddenly became so embarrassed.
"Your Grace, the medicine is here." Qi
