While Huangfulian stretched out her hand and patted her back to calm her down, she turned to Wu Yu and yelled angrily, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come here quickly, check the queen's pulse, and see how the queen is doing?!"
"Yes, yes..." Wu Yu's whole body was shaken, and he jumped up like an electric shock. He rushed over and took Jiang Nanyan's pulse while trembling.
As soon as Wu Yu's hand touched Jiang Nanyan's, Huangfulian immediately asked nervously, "How is it?"
Jiang Nanyan turned her back to Huangfulian and kept winking and winking at Wu Yu.
Of course Wu Yu knew what Jiang Nanyan meant, so he stammered and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, the Queen is just suffering from a cold, and there is nothing serious. I just need you to prescribe a medicine, boil it and take it a few times."
After that, it will be fine."[
Although Wu Yu had tried very hard to stay calm, he, who was not good at lying, could not help but tremble when faced with Huangfulian's stern expression.
"Then why don't you hurry up and get some medicine?" Huangfulian yelled with eyes wide open.
Wu Yu, who felt extremely guilty, was yelled at by him. His feet went weak and he almost collapsed to the floor.
He took a deep breath, turned around with a pale face, stumbled to the desk, tremblingly picked up the Langhao pen, and began to write the prescription.
Seeing Wu Yu shaking like that, Jiang Nanyan felt a strong sense of guilt in her heart.