Young Master Su's words were like a sudden thunderclap, startling everyone in the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
Especially Doctor Zhao, who was administering acupuncture to Old Duke Chong.
Young Master Su rushed in and blurted out such a thing, causing Doctor Zhao's hand to tremble, nearly pricking the wrong spot.
Although Old Duke Chong's poison had been cured, and his body was recovering, he had been bedridden for three years, and his physical strength was not what it used to be.
The weather had not yet warmed, and after exposing himself to the cold wind for a few days, he developed a headache.
For minor ailments, it wouldn't be appropriate to ask Su Jin for help, so they usually called Doctor Li. But as luck would have it, Doctor Li was out on a house call, so they brought in Doctor Zhao.
Young Master Su ran into the room, slightly out of breath from exertion.
The Ninth Prince and Young Master Shen followed closely behind.
