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Divine Doctor Huang perked up at the mention, "Thousand Gold Miracle Healer is quite accomplished in medicine?"

Upon hearing this question, Chu Yuanzheng felt uncomfortable, and a serious expression appeared on his usually calm and amiable face.

He firmly said, "Of course! Even if someone had one foot in the coffin, the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer could pull them back. However, if he declares that a person will not survive the night, then that person would not live past midnight for sure. Think about it. There is a saying that goes, ’A single diagnosis worth a thousand gold, no disease, no cause.

’ It means that unless there is no disease, there isn’t a cause that the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer can’t diagnose—a single diagnosis, worth a thousand gold. "

Divine Doctor Huang could not help but yearn, "If only I could have the opportunity to learn from him."

Chu Yuanzheng spoke with deep emotion: "Indeed, receiving even a single piece of advice from the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer is immensely beneficial.

I was extremely dull in my youth, and I was fortunate enough to see the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer once.

His guidance was truly enlightening, a revelation!

However, the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer has a bit of a peculiar temperament, offering guidance almost like a reprimand.

Only by delving deep can one appreciate his good intentions.

Moreover, you bear some resemblance to the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer, except that you are darker. "

It had been twenty to thirty years, yet the visage of the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer was deeply etched in his mind.

Strangely enough, he felt a sense of intimacy when he first saw Divine Doctor Huang, and as he saw more of him, he became increasingly familiar, which made him unable to resist becoming closer.

His admiration for the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer was boundless but he knew he was innately dull and could never catch up in this lifetime. Seeing someone who resembled him brought some solace and a sense of familiarity.

As Divine Doctor Huang listened, he continually nodded. When hearing about the guidance resembling reprimands, he found it somewhat familiar but didn’t think much of it.

His ancestors were physicians for generations, possessing profound accumulated knowledge, and his mother had said his father’s natural talent was exceptional. Indeed, his father’s medical skills were remarkable.

However, he had not expected that there were still people like the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer, who seemed like an immortal. He decided to go back and ask his father if he had heard of him.

Inside the South City Compound, Divine Doctor Huang had just been awakened to have lunch and sat on the bed sneezing nonstop, murmuring to himself about someone mentioning his name carelessly.

The Emperor sitting at the head was thinking about Lian Hua. When he came back to his senses, he saw the two doctors enthusiastically chatting below.

Listening carefully, they were actually talking about the Thousand Gold Miracle Healer.

Earlier, when he had assigned Divine Doctor Huang to check Lian Hua’s Pulse of Peace, he had Cao De investigate Divine Doctor Huang and thus knew some details.

His expression turned strange as he scrutinized Divine Doctor Huang, noticing the latter’s enraptured face, seemingly oblivious.

He immediately understood that Divine Doctor Huang’s father had probably never talked about his own reputation and experiences with his son, truly indifferent to fame and fortune.

If possible, having Divine Doctor Huang’s father come to treat his Little Concubine would be excellent.

However, rumors said this Divine Doctor was steadfast and upright. Due to being oppressed by powerful forces in the past, he was deeply dissatisfied with the nobility and even declared before his retirement that any noble seeking his treatment in the future would bear all consequences.

This also resulted in no noble families seeking him out after he retired, as the Divine Doctor’s renown was not without reason. His skills could save lives effortlessly and ended them just as easily; no one dared to take the risk.

Chu Yuanzheng and Divine Doctor Huang discussed extensively until they realized the Emperor was still there—they often engaged in such debates, almost forgetting they were not at the Imperial Medical Bureau.

Both men repeatedly apologized, and the Emperor said it was no bother.

They later went on to discuss Lian Hua’s condition and concluded she was physically unharmed.

The Emperor still harbored some worries; he was well aware of his Little Concubine’s situation. He feared that recalling those painful memories could lead to unpredictable consequences.

He dismissed the two physicians, knowing they were unaware of the intricacies, and doubted further discussion would reveal anything substantial.

It was time to focus on her Clan Uncle and Clan Aunt, to find someone who could instruct them not to say anything too stimulating after entering the palace, lest it remind the Little Concubine of something.

The Emperor made his decision, but then he saw Chu Yuanzheng hesitating, still standing in place and unwilling to leave.

The Emperor, puzzled, asked, "Is there anything else, Chu Yuanzheng?"

After thinking for a moment, Chu Yuanzheng began to advise, "Your Majesty, during our recent pulse examination, I noticed that your Yang energy was excessively strong.

This so-called Yang energy is an intangible fire, fostering life and transformation, the essence of vitality.

Prolonged excess can stir liver fire. It would be best for Your Majesty to seek balance between Yin and Yang.

Medicinal balancing is ultimately not ideal. "

Logically, with so many consorts, this shouldn’t be the case. Yet, each time he had taken His Majesty’s pulse these days, he only found one thing: the liver fire was strong and unyielding. He had mentioned it before, but His Majesty wouldn’t listen.

The Emperor was speechless; why bring this up again...

Upon hearing this, Huang Zude stopped in his tracks. This matter concerned His Majesty; he had almost forgotten.

He turned around, bowed, and agreed, "Exactly, my observations with Chu Yuanzheng are similar. Indeed, Your Majesty’s liver fire is quite excessive, and I hope you take care of your dragon body and release some of it."

The Emperor, with a frown, now had another one advising him...

He really didn’t want to discuss this matter further. Sleeping every night with his Little Concubine, how could he not be inflamed?

But to not hold her was impossible. He would rather suffer the inflammation than let her sleep alone; he couldn’t bear it.

And as for balancing Yin and Yang, it wasn’t a matter of wanting or not, but whether his Little Concubine was currently able to.

However, considering the time, it would be soon, and thinking about it made his heart inadvertently warm.

But this was a matter between him and the Little Concubine in their private chambers, surely not something to discuss with these two?

He couldn’t help but hold his forehead, reminiscing about the time when the Imperial Grandmother was still around, always monitoring his movements to the Harem.

If she saw that he hadn’t visited for some time, she would send someone to urge him, asking the Imperial Physician to check if he felt unwell, always coming to urge him now and then.

He felt a headache coming on and raised his hand, wanting to send these two away, but seeing both of them eagerly waiting, eyes full of earnest persuasion.

Enough, these two were merely doing their duties. He had to gloss over it, vaguely saying, "Understood, you may go."

Chu Yuanzheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something else. Last time, His Majesty had also said he understood, but the next time he took the Pulse of Peace, it was as before.

Seeing this, the Emperor felt a severe headache coming on. Before Chu Yuanzheng could speak, he cut him off, "I will decrease the fire tonight, now go."

Chu Yuanzheng then felt reassured and, together with Huang Zude, took their leave.

The Emperor’s latter words were not just perfunctory; don’t forget that tonight his Little Concubine was to apologize to him, and there could be many ways to make amends.

Once the two had left, the Emperor recalled the earlier matter and summoned someone to visit Lian Bingcheng’s place to give prior notice that someone would be invited to the palace.

Having dealt with this matter, the Emperor learned that Cao De had gone out again and inquired, hoping for significant progress this time.

He was becoming more and more impatient, wishing to eliminate the villains of the former court in one swoop and to thoroughly cleanse the Harem of its evils so he could rest easy, allowing his Little Concubine to properly care for her pregnancy without confining her to a single small compound...