As Zu An was fretting over the medicinal decoction, the physician suddenly said, “Ask them to hurry up! Why isn’t the medicine prepared yet?”

Immediately, a young assistant took off towards a small lodge, which was emitting a strong medicinal smell. It was clearly the place within the hospital where the medicine was being prepared.

A thought came to Zu An, and he followed quietly.

There were many people inside the medicine preparation room, and each one of them was focused on the medicine furnace in front of them. There were many imperial concubines in the imperial palace, and each one of them had their own special tasks.

Of course, the most important one right now was the one with Shi Kun’s medicine. Several medical assistants stood around watching, whispering amongst one another.

Zu An was speechless. How am I supposed to do anything with so many eyes looking on?

“Hurry up! Isn’t it done yet?” A voice demanded...