The prince of Guangling County was still unconscious, and the imperial doctors were at a loss. The emperor was furious and drove everyone out, leaving only himself in the royal tent to accompany him.
Sheng Zhi was spinning anxiously. After a while, I thought of something and hurriedly wrote a few letters, asking for help from famous doctors I knew, and then asked someone to send him out.
He has a distinguished status, and except for the special instructions from his superiors not to allow Minister Sheng to break into the king's tent in excitement, he obeys everything else.
The letter was sent away quickly, but Sheng Zhi was still anxious. He walked from one end of the tent to the other, then suddenly turned around and came back from the other end.
Hua Hu lay on the table, rolled himself into a fat ball, and turned his head this way and that, and soon felt dizzy.
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