Han Xuzi took the Emperor's pulse, his eyebrows knitting tighter and tighter.
The Emperor's heart had risen to his throat.
"Mr. Han?"
"Your Majesty's body has been severely hollowed out. If this continues, I fear..." Han Xuzi paused.
The Emperor hurriedly asked, "What will happen?"
"Sudden death!"
The Emperor inhaled sharply, "Why would this be? I have always taken great care of my health and have not indulged in pleasures of the flesh excessively, but these past one or two months, indeed..."
Han Xuzi withdrew his hands, "Your Majesty, you have been poisoned!"
Direct and to the point.
"Is there a cure?"
"I cannot decipher it immediately; the person who poisoned you has formidable skills. The poison they've developed is beyond my reach!"
The Emperor was even more shocked, "There are people even more skilled than you?"