Otherwise, if it offends Xiao Qingyin, who knows what kind of retaliation she might suffer.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, they gradually dispersed.

Zuo Miaomiao, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, was finally able to get to Xiao Qingyin's side.

She greeted Xiao Qingyin, put down her piled-up plates, sat down, and said while eating, "Sister, this tactic of making an example of them is really effective. They won't dare to come near you so easily in the future."

Xiao Qingyin shook her head: "I never joke about treating illnesses."

Zuo Miaomiao was taken aback.

"You mean the diagnosis you just mentioned was real, and you weren't lying to her?"

"Yes."

Zuo Miaomiao was dumbfounded.

After a long pause, she said, "My God, I thought you were just trying to scare her, just like them. She probably thought so too. Could someone have died?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a cry of alarm came from not far away: "Imperial Physician! Where is the Imperial Physician! Our Zhu'er has fainted! Come quickly!"

Such a grand banquet naturally had imperial physicians present.

Upon hearing the cries for help, the imperial physician rushed over.

Upon examination, his expression darkened.

He immediately administered acupuncture, but it was to no avail.

"Severe internal bleeding, I... am powerless to help."

Madam Meng's face drained of all color instantly.

"How could she not be saved? She was perfectly fine just now, nothing happened to her. Check again, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

The imperial physician sighed, "Even if I examine you a thousand times, the result will be the same."

He could try to find a solution for external injuries, but with ruptured organs and massive bleeding, he was truly helpless.