A dozen Imperial Physicians surrounded Xu Mujun for inspection, their demeanor both respectful and earnest.
After all, this was as decreed by Your Majesty, and the person being checked was the Great Yu Military God, so everyone had to be exceedingly vigilant.
But Xiong Gang, standing aside, shook his head and said, "It's useless. What Brother Xu suffered was damage to his divine soul. How could ordinary mortal medical skills detect it?"
Zheng Yi looked at Tianxingzi, who nodded silently.
Zheng Yi's heart sank without realizing it.
On the contrary, Xu Mujun was very open-minded about the matter.
Facing the Imperial Physicians' inquiries, he answered every question without putting on airs.
At this moment, Liu Cheng'en hurriedly walked in, saying, "Your Majesty, Consort Duann seeks an audience."
"Qingluan has come?"
Zheng Yi's eyes flickered as he said, "Let her in."
"Understood!"
