The old doctor was out of breath and seemed to have trouble speaking. However, she was a little surprised that the old doctor also came. But after thinking about it carefully, she was an imperial doctor after all. She found that the little medicine boy's abnormality was indeed normal. .

"Ah...ah ah..." At this time, the little bun was still holding one of Sang Qiqi's fingers, playing with it happily, and pressing the fingertips hard.

She looked at the fingerprints on her fingers and found them very interesting, so she was having so much fun by herself that she still burst out laughing. Sang Qiqi stood up slowly holding the little bun and walked slowly. He walked over and called the old imperial doctor and Wang Qingyi: "Imperial doctor, Qiqi is here." Sang Qiqi bowed lightly to the imperial doctor.

"Miss Sang." Wang Qingyi also cupped his fists and saluted Sang Qiqi.

"Qiqi thanked the doctor here. Thank you so much for bothering you to make a trip so late." Sang Qiqi said and hugged the little bun again.

"You're welcome, Miss Sang. This is my duty as an imperial physician." The imperial physician handed the medicine box to Wang Qingyi.

"It's late at night and it's quite cold outside. The imperial doctor is here to invite you." Sang Qiqi didn't plan to stay outside anymore at this moment. She stepped into the house and took the old imperial doctor and Wang Qingyi to the hall. Inside, her face changed slightly, and she walked to the incense burner with a solemn expression.

"Qiqi feels a little uncomfortable with this incense. I hope you, the imperial doctor, can go talk to His Majesty and see if the incense can be removed. After all... Qiqi has to take care of His Royal Highness the eldest princess, so feeling unwell is nothing to worry about." Sang Qiqi's face became a little pale as he spoke. Seeing Sang Qiqi's expression, the imperial doctor didn't think he was lying, so he thought for a moment.

"If Miss Sang doesn't mind, can you sit down and let me check her pulse?" Although Sang Qiqi originally asked the imperial doctor to come and see her, she still needs to be polite and formal with the old imperial doctor. , the old doctor's words made Sang Qiqi pause for a moment. This old doctor was much smarter than she thought, and he must not be underestimated.

"Then Dr. Lao is here." As he said this, Sang Qiqi held the little bun in his arms and couldn't let go, so he moved his skirt, walked to the stool at the other end, sat down, and stretched out his right hand.

The old doctor took a thin handkerchief and a pulse pillow from Wang Qingyi, asked her to put her right hand on the pulse pillow, and then put the thin handkerchief on Sang Qiqi's wrist. This was an inevitable rule. Women in the harem were not allowed to have sex with each other. When having close contact with other men, even the imperial physician must cover his wrist with a veil when diagnosing his pulse.

After everything was set up, he began to diagnose her pulse. After a while, his long beard trembled twice, and a strange expression appeared on his face. When he saw Sang Qiqi's unusual fingers, he became even more confused. I feel a little weird.

"Miss Sang...this..." The old doctor couldn't find any words to describe it for a while, and he stuttered a little when he started speaking. However, Sang Qiqi's brows were clear and the willow-leaf-like brows were slightly wrinkled. There was a trace of sadness in his voice, and his desolate look made the old doctor not sure how to continue talking.
Chapter completed!