Chapter 397 - 397 Be At the Mercy of His Subject

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n397 Be At the Mercy of His Subject

nQian 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.

nImperial 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.

nHowever, despite taking his pulse on both his left and right hands, he found nothing wrong with Prince Sui’s body.

nHis 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?

nEven 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…

nThe Prince Zhan Yun Residence had its own physicians too. If Qian Jiyun exposed his lie, he would lose his head!

n“Imperial Physician Yang, how is Prince Sui?” the old emperor asked in a deep voice when he saw that he had not spoken for a long time.

n“Well…”

nImperial Physician Yang retracted his hand and closed his eyes. Still on his knees, he turned to face the old emperor.

n“Your Majesty, Prince Sui doesn’t have any illnesses. Perhaps I’m…” Not skilled enough.

nIn the end, he did not say the last few words aloud. He was the head of the imperial hospital. If he lacked skills, what would that say about the rest of the imperial physicians?

nHe felt that Prince Sui was just looking for trouble for no reason. He was not sick at all! Why was he shouting?

nThe old emperor took a deep breath.

nHe knew this would happen. Prince Sui’s illness was probably not something these imperial physicians could treat. That woman at Qian Jiyun’s residence was still the cause of the illness.

nHowever, he could not ask Qian Jiyun to bring her into the palace. After all, they had not even found the cause of his illness.

n“Jiyun, you can go back first.”

nHe gestured at Qian Jiyun to leave first. As for Prince Sui, he would treat him slowly!

n“I’ll take my leave.”

nQian Jiyun was eager to leave immediately. He did not want to stay here any longer.

nAfter Qian Jiyun left, the old emperor glared at Prince Sui with his sharp gaze. Prince Sui trembled again!

n“Father, I really—”

n“Shut up!”

nPrince Sui wanted to defend himself, but the old emperor did not want to hear him at all.

n“I’m warning you. If I hear you say that your arms hurt again, whether it’s true or not, I’ll break your arms personally!” he warned angrily.

nThis was the second time! The dignified Emperor had to be at the mercy of his subject!

nAnd it was all thanks to this son!

nPrince Sui shivered in fear and shrank back, afraid to respond.

nWhy do I have a feeling that my arms will still hurt tomorrow?

nBut even if he felt so, he dared not say anything and shrank back like a quail.

nThe old emperor looked at Imperial Physician Yang and instructed, “Imperial Physician Yang, you don’t have to return to your residence today. Stay with Prince Sui at his residence. Keep an eye on him and see if his arms still hurt!”

nPrince Sui’s arm had already recovered during both of Imperial Physician Yang’s visits. He wondered if Imperial Physician Yang could find anything amiss while Prince Sui’s arm was still in pain.

n“Yes, yes, Your Majesty.”

nImperial Physician Yang did not dare to refuse. He accepted the order and left with Prince Sui.

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