At that moment, a joyous voice broke the tension:
"Congratulations, Consort, congratulations! In a burst of excitement, the blood that was clogging her heart and lungs was spit out!" Chu Yuanzheng said with great joy, pointing to the pulse under his hand, which was becoming stronger and was no longer weak and fading away as before.
He stood up and performed a respectful bow towards Consort Liu, seemingly unaware of the bizarre atmosphere at the moment, and did not explain what had caused the excitement.
The other two Imperial Physicians also couldn't help but reveal their joy and offered their congratulations.
Qing Ya's face was filled with happiness, tears glistening in her eyes, and she quickly asked, "Sir, does this mean our master is out of danger?"
"Today, she has passed through the gate of ghosts," Chu Yuanzheng nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow. Consort Liu's body was very weak, so several charcoal stoves had been lit inside the Inner Palace.
