The old lady concealed the stern look in her eyes, and her face was filled with kindness and kindness. She stretched out her hand and pressed her temples, "I've been suffering from headaches again in the past few days. Since the emperor is considerate of his subordinates, I have the audacity to follow him." Go ahead and let the imperial doctor take a look at it."
Zhao Qian's eyelids twitched, and when he looked into the smiling eyes of the old lady, he couldn't refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "In that case, the old lady should also come with you, please come this way."
Lu Liangwei was not sick at all, and even if she was sick, she was a doctor herself, so why would she need to spend so much time
She glanced at Zhao Qian and pursed her lips slightly.
The person waiting for her in the side hall might not be the imperial doctor, but someone else.
She didn't want to go see that person in private, but it happened that her grandmother wanted to see the imperial doctor, and Manager Zhao couldn't refuse. The person waiting there in the side hall was really the imperial doctor.
Thinking of this, Lu Liangwei felt much relieved. He took the old lady's arm and followed Zhao Qian to the side hall.
Sure enough, just as Lu Liangwei had guessed, the person in the side hall at this moment was indeed the imperial physician, and he was also Dean Lin.
Seeing Lu Liangwei and the old lady come in together, his eyes flashed.
He was called here at short notice. He was in a hurry and was still out of breath.
He first checked the old lady's pulse, and then gave Lu Liang a micro-diagnosis.
After a while, he put down his beard and said: "Miss Lu Er is not in any serious health condition, but the old lady may have eaten some food that is not easy to digest recently, and she has some abdominal distension. You should pay attention to your diet on weekdays. Eating less is not good. Chemistry food.”
Lu Liangwei took the opportunity and said: "Grandma, you heard it, the hospital said that you should not eat too much food that is not easy to digest."
When the old lady heard this, she was a little embarrassed. She just ate a few rice dumplings today and she was diagnosed.
"Okay, okay, I understand." She waved her hand and stood up, "Since it's nothing serious, let's get out of the palace. Doctor Laurin is here."
Doctor Lin smiled and shook his head, "Old lady, you're welcome."
Back at Duke Zhen's mansion, the old lady saw that Lu Liangwei was hesitant to speak, and finally waved her hand, "It's getting late, you should go back to bed early."
"Okay grandma, you should rest early." Lu Liangwei responded obediently and left with Zhuyu.
The old lady then turned her attention to Lu Hetian and his son, "I have something to say. You all should come to Fushou Hall."
Both father and son knew what she wanted to say, so they nodded and followed her to Fushou Hall.
Returning to the Fushou Hall, the old lady dismissed the servants, leaving only Aunt Lan in the room to serve tea.
The old lady took a sip of tea and waited for a long time before she said, "What do you want to say about what happened in the palace today?"
Lu Hetian frowned and turned his gaze to Lu Tingchen, "What do you want to say?"
Lu Tingchen looked at the two of them innocently, "Ask me what to do? I don't know anything."
Lu Hetian snorted coldly, "You are a close minister of the Emperor, how could you not be clear?"
Thinking of what happened at today's dinner, Lu Tingchen frowned, "The emperor's thoughts are the most elusive. Even though I can come into contact with the emperor every day, how do I know what he is thinking?"
Listening to the conversation between the father and son, the old lady said doubtfully: "That girl Weiwei rarely leaves the palace. The emperor is also in the palace. It is impossible to leave the palace easily. But why does the emperor pay attention to Weiwei?"
When Lu Tingchen heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
(End of chapter)