• Jinshi got sick. He was lying on the bed in his chambers. You are the healer of the inner palace. You have noticed more than once how Jinshi paid special attention to you than other beautiful concubines.

Jinshi didn't let anyone into his chambers. And demanded that you come. He heard a knock on the door.

• You can come in.

• He knew it was you. A slight smile appeared on his face.

• Oh, what would we all do without you.

• Jinshi coughed into his hand. Maybe it was just a cold.