"However, I have just examined Imperial Physician Zhao’s prescription. The medicine is cleverly composed and the dosages are meticulously calculated; one can tell at a glance that he is highly skilled in this craft. We need only add a drop of deer blood to the medicine, process it into pills, and have the Emperor take them for ten days, and he should return to his usual state. I wonder, Imperial Physician Zhao, would you be willing to lend a hand?"
Upon hearing this, Imperial Physician Zhao was so moved he nearly wept.
Good heavens, this Doctor Mu was practically a living Bodhisattva reincarnated! To hand over such a monumental credit on a silver platter just like that—
Chapter 187