Chapter 445: Who is your master?
After taking the sleeping pills, the Emperor fell into a deep slumber without the usual tormenting headaches that repeatedly woke him up.
Mo Qingshan stroked his beard with satisfaction and said to the trembling Imperial Physician beside him, "His Majesty has now fallen asleep. In half a month, he should be able to recover to his former condition."
The Imperial Physician had not expected a common sedative to actually work.
In this period, the Imperial Hospital had thought of many strange prescriptions but none could put his Majesty to sleep.
If they had known the sedative was so effective, they wouldn’t have had to look so worried every day.
"I will follow the Divine Doctor’s orders diligently," the Imperial Physician quickly said, bowing.
Mo Qingshan waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
Then, turning to the nearby Second Prince, whose face was deathly pale, Mo Qingshan feigned surprise and said, "Your Highness, you look terrible. Could you be sick with something? If Your Highness doesn’t mind, this old man can take your pulse."
The Second Prince could not fail to hear the mockery in Mo Qingshan’s words, but the facts spoke for themselves, and he could not trouble Mo Qingshan without reason.
He could only grind his teeth and say, "No need."