"Em... Emperor..."
The Imperial Physician knelt on the ground, trembling with fear, almost wetting his pants.
Zhao Junyao looked at him with a cold smile.
"Is this what you call a minor injury?"
The Imperial Physician glanced at the wound, nodded with great reluctance.
"Emperor, although this wound looks frightening, someone has already treated it earlier!"
"Apply some more medicine and wait for it to scab over, and it will soon heal!"
"So..."
Despite these words, Zhao Junyao's expression remained grim.
After a long silence, he coldly asked again.
"How did it happen?"
It didn't look like a sword or knife injury; it was such a large area.
Could it be a burn or scald?
But there were no blisters, just a large area of blood and flesh, with some places faintly scabbed over.
It seemed to be healing, yet was still very shocking.
The Imperial Physician had observed it carefully and replied immediately.
