Genius Doctor: The Black Stomach Miss
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"Jun Qing also came today? Do you feel better?" The Emperor smiled gently at Jun Qing.

Jun Qing was sitting weakly on a wheelchair as he tried to speak, his breathing became chaotic and he began to pant.

The Emperor's face immediately changed and immediately said, "Quick! Palace doctor check!"

On the Emperor's orders, the two Royal physicians on guard immediately ran to Jun Qing's side and took care of him.

During this process, Jun Qing's face was pale and his breathing was extremely weak.

Jun Wu Xie sat there quietly sipping his tea as he looked at the two doctors measuring his uncle's pulse.

This uncle of his was not in a bad state, he added a clever touch of acting. The purpose of the Emperor inviting him was very clear. When the Emperor started probing, Jun Qing immediately gave him a chance.

Jun Qing's situation was no different from the last time when they measured his pulse. His pulse was so weak and his breathing was very slow .. His life seemed so fragile and could be wiped out at any moment.

After the two royal physicians examined them carefully, they whispered and then turned towards the Emperor in a serious tone saying, "Please forgive us, but we are unable to treat His Majesty. We can only encourage the noble to rest as much as possible and not to put excessive pressure on the heart." They are very confident in their diagnosis.

The two royal physicians were helpless and with their diagnoses, Jun Qing was presumed to be dead.

The atmosphere of the room became heavy as all the ministers showed faces full of regret and mercy, emotions that were very different from what they actually felt in the heart.

"Prepare Ginseng." The emperor commanded while exhaling deeply, giving the impression of a helpless wise ruler, he turned to Jun Xian and said, "If there is anything you need, please speak. Since today Bai Yun Xian is also present, what if we let him examine her as well?"

Jun Xian stood respectfully, "Hamba is deeply touched and deeply grateful for His Majesty's kindness!"

Jun Wu Xie propped up his chin with his hands and looked at the approaching Bai Yun Xian, his eyes briefly revealing an ice-cold look.

"Maiauw."

[This stupid old man is so disgusting, if he really wanted to save your uncle, he should have told Bai Yun Xian to look at him from the beginning. What's the point of having him check now?] The little black cat hissed as his chest tightened from displeasure. The cat of course sided with Jun Wu Xies family and was annoyed at the unfair treatment they received.

"He was not called to see if he could save his uncle but to check if he was really dying." Jun Wu Xie assessed calmly. The Emperor thought he was very clever but to him he was no fool.

Want to use Bai Yun Xian to check on Jun Qing? He really judged the woman too highly.

The disciple of the Qing Yun Clan? Then why? In his eyes they were nothing but a joke.

Bai Yun Xian acted coldly as he wrapped Jun Qing's wrist in a thin cloth and gently patted his wrist and measured his pulse.

Jun Xian was extremely nervous when he saw Bai Yun Xian.

After all he was not an ordinary doctor but came from the famous Qing Yun Clan. He wasn't sure how good he was because he never saw it himself but he knew they had to take this risk.

His heart was filled with anxiety but when he saw Jun Wu Xie, he was surprised that his own granddaughter was busy with a teacup in her hand and was too lazy to look at Bai Yun Xian.

With Jun Wu Xies calmness, Jun Xian calmed down a little.

Soon after, Bai Yun Xian straightened himself with a cold and indifferent expression, "The diagnosis of the royal physician is not wrong, either, My master has tried his best to neutralize the poison within his body but if my master alone cannot clear the poison, I don't think anyone will be able to. It was already a miracle that my Master was able to suppress the poison for several years." After glorifying his master, he proudly gazed around the hall.