The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

As soon as Huangfulian was put on the bed, the accompanying Tai Fu immediately pushed aside the crowd, sat down beside the bed, and began to take Huangfulian's pulse.

A few men waited by the bed anxiously, with anxious expressions on their faces.

After taking the pulse, the accompanying doctor sat by the bed without saying a word, with a serious expression on his face.

"How is it? Is it serious?"

"Will the king die?" [

"Dead? If the king dies, what will happen to our capital?"

"..."

Seeing that the doctor was silent, several big men immediately used their powerful imaginations and began to speculate.

For a moment, the room was filled with chattering noises, which made people's ears swell and their minds dizzy.

"Shut up! Everyone shut up! Do you want to wake up the king?" The doctor couldn't bear the noise, so he could only yell loudly.

When the big men heard that they would wake Huangfulian up, they immediately shut up, kept silent, and stopped talking.

The doctor let out a long sigh of relief, opened the prepared medicine box, and began to clean the wound on Huangfulian's hand.

The room was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of cloth being torn, there was not a single sound.

Everyone held their breath and watched the doctor clean up the dried blood on Huangfulian's hands bit by bit, exposing the thick bones.

At the moment when they clearly saw the tragic state of his hand, several men present gasped at the same time.