The imperial physician hurriedly arrived, originally thinking that he was here to diagnose and treat the emperor. Unexpectedly, before he could even offer his greetings, the emperor pulled him to the bedside. What greeted his eyes was a pale face with a touch of redness. His heart skipped a beat, but without much thought, he had already begun taking the pulse of the person lying on the bed.

"Doctor Zhang, what's the matter?" As Doctor Zhang's expression grew increasingly grim and his brows furrowed tighter, Murong Junsheng's tone couldn't help but become a little impatient.

"No hope!" Looking at the heavily injured Xiao Rufeng, and facing a pale Muyong Junsheng, Zhang the physician delivered just these three concise words.

"What do you mean there's no hope?" Mu Rong Jun Sheng's heart sank, his brows furrowing even more tightly.

"Why must Your Majesty have me save a dying person!" Doctor Zhang sighed, seeing that the Emperor seemed to be very concerned, and with the moral compass of a physician, he tested, "Why do you care so much, Your Majesty?"

"Get him cured for me!" Murong Junsheng roared angrily, "Without my order, he dares to die!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down!" Doctor Zhang knelt down with a loud thud, startled by the Emperor's furious outburst. He had never seen the Emperor so enraged before. Although it was widely known that the current Emperor's temperament had become peculiar and easily irritable in recent years, he had always been lenient towards the palace doctors. Even when the young prince fell seriously ill and eventually passed away three years ago, the Emperor had not displayed such anger. This was also a crucial reason why Doctor Zhang dared to respond so directly just now.

"Get up! I forbid his death. You can use any medicinal herbs you need, but the prerequisite is that you must ensure his life!" Taking a slow breath, Murong Junsheng said coolly, but everyone could hear the underlying threat in his words.

"This...Zhang Taiyi's heart trembled. Could it be that his medical career was about to come to an end, and he would even have to pay with his life?"

"I don't want to listen to those meaningless words. I only want results!" Just as Doctor Zhang was about to explain the young master's condition, he was interrupted ruthlessly by Murong Junsheng.

"Your servant obeys the decree!" Physician Zhang choked back his saliva and could only follow the decree.

With a flick of his sleeve, Murong Junsheng left in annoyance. Zhang, the imperial physician, finally breathed a sigh of relief, his expression complicated as he looked at Xiao Rufeng lying on the bed.

Xiao Rufeng had numerous injuries all over his body, coupled with a high fever, which can be described as severe. Dealing with those external wounds is manageable by using some precious medicinal herbs and taking good care of them; they will eventually heal. However, this high fever has probably been burning for many days already, and it has affected his lungs. Even if it is cured, it is likely that he will be left with a lifelong coughing problem. What's more important is that the patient lacks the will to survive, and his pulse resembles that of an elderly person in the twilight of their years.

Doctor Zhang sighed and wrote a prescription, instructing the young servant to prepare the medicine. Then, he took a pair of scissors and completely cut apart the torn clothes, tearing them off.

The action, although not too forceful, was not considered light either. It caused Xiao Rufeng to instinctively furrow his brows, but he did not regain consciousness.

Carefully, Xiao Rufeng applied the finest golden wound medicine to his back. As he reached his buttocks, he couldn't help but pause for a moment. The tear was severe, which surprised the elderly physician who was well into his fifties. He had not expected the most serious injury to be in this area, nor did he anticipate that the emperor would have such a peculiar habit.

The emperor has always been indifferent to gender, and there are also many male favorites in the harem. However, it has never been heard of that the male favorites are abused. It seems like I have discovered a remarkable secret.

I couldn't think any further. Zhang Taiyi shook his head. If we continue to investigate, there will be no need to wait for the patient in front of us to be healed; their head would have already rolled off by now.

At this moment, what he should do is wholeheartedly focus on saving the person in front of him, doing his best to preserve the life of that person and also his own life.