The Imperial Physicians shook their heads one after another. Any doctor with a bit of skill could brew this sterility medicine. It was just that everyone's prescription habits and dosages varied.
They couldn't possibly say this out loud; otherwise, everyone present would be a suspect.
"How could you not trace it? You're able to cure it."
Rong Ruiyuan was being aggressive. It was too close—if Gu Antong hadn't had issues, he wouldn't have called for the Imperial Physicians in the first place. If he hadn't grown suspicious and ordered these Imperial Physicians to take his pulse, his entire life would have been ruined in another month or two.
To be successfully drugged right under his own nose—others would only think of him as incompetent. Without a son, which minister would still be willing to side with him? Even his imperial father would probably not look him in the eye from now on.
