Thinking of this, Ning Chenxing's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, forming a barely perceptible arc.
That smile was full of calculation and smugness, like a cunning fox hiding in the shadows, plotting a shocking conspiracy.
After all, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. If the imperial physicians do their best but are unable to revive the emperor, then in this extremely critical moment...
In order to stabilize the court and appease the people, everyone will surely recommend him to the position of regent for the sake of the overall situation.
Once he holds power, everything else will be like chess pieces on a chessboard, at his mercy.
Anyone who stands in his way, whether a court official or a concubine in the harem, will be eliminated by him.
Like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves, leaving no trace, he will become the true ruler of this world.
Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the atmosphere was as oppressive as the calm before a storm, making it hard to breathe.
Several imperial physicians, their expressions grave, hurried yet cautiously gathered around the emperor's bed. They knew that the safety of the person on the bed was a matter of life and death for the entire dynasty.
At this moment, the imperial physicians were completely focused on taking the emperor's pulse. The head physician, Xu, had his eyes closed, and fine beads of sweat were faintly visible on his forehead.
He focused all his attention on his fingertips, trying to sense every subtle change in the emperor's body through the faint pulse.
His expression was serious, as if he were engaged in a silent but fierce battle with the disease.
The other imperial physicians also used their own methods. Some frowned slightly, their eyes revealing deep doubt, as they gently placed their fingers on the emperor's pulse.
They were as cautious as if standing on the edge of an abyss, trying to catch any clue to the illness from the faint pulse.
Some, while taking pulses, silently recall various medical cases in their minds, hoping to find similar symptoms and solutions.
The long and arduous process of taking pulses finally came to an end. The group slowly gathered together, heads close together, and began to talk in hushed tones.
Their voices were like an autumn breeze, gentle yet carrying a hint of heaviness, each word seemingly bearing endless worries.
"This pulse is truly strange. Apart from being weak and thready, there are no other obvious abnormalities," a royal physician said softly, his tone full of helplessness.
Another imperial physician nodded slightly, his brows furrowed, and replied, "Yes, I have consulted many medical classics, but I have never seen such a disease before. It is truly troublesome."
The crowd chattered amongst themselves, their expressions heavy with seriousness and helplessness, as if they were discussing an unsolvable problem.
A tense and oppressive atmosphere filled the air, as if time had frozen at this moment, and everyone's heart was heavy.
A thoughtful look flashed across Physician Xu's eyes. He glanced at his colleagues' expressions, said nothing, and quietly put the silver needles back into his sleeve.
A moment later, the most senior and skilled physician, Dr. Xu, took heavy and slow steps, one by one.
As if each step carried a heavy burden, he slowly walked to Empress Xiao Wanxi and Fifth Prince Ning Chenxing.
He first respectfully straightened his clothes, every movement appearing solemn and dignified, then bowed deeply, his posture low, remaining prostrate for a long time.
He slowly raised his head, his expression somber, his eyes filled with self-blame and guilt, his gaze like that of a defeated general, full of resentment and regret.
His voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of trepidation and heaviness, as if these words had exhausted all his strength.
He slowly said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, after our investigation, although His Majesty shows no signs of poisoning, he is in a deep sleep, as cold as an ice-covered pool, and has not yet woken up."
The pulse showed that the pulse at the cun, guan, and chi positions was weak and floating like a thread, with no other abnormalities. We have exhausted all medical classics and prescriptions, but still cannot fathom its mystery.
Faced with His Majesty's grave illness, I truly feel my own inadequacy and lack of ability to avert disaster. My heart is filled with shame and unease. I humbly beg Your Majesty and Your Highness for punishment.
After saying this, he slowly lowered his head again, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the Empress and the Prince, his body trembling slightly.
His slightly trembling body revealed the deep self-blame and fear in his heart as he awaited the Empress and the Prince's judgment.
Upon hearing Physician Xu's words, Xiao Wanxi's expression changed slightly, like a delicate flower touched by frost.
Her cheeks, which were originally as rosy and delicate as peach blossoms in early spring, suddenly lost some of their vibrant color and became as pale as thin paper.
She subconsciously clenched the exquisitely embroidered handkerchief in her hand. The intricately embroidered flowers on the handkerchief seemed to shrink under the pressure of her slender fingers.
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