The Queen Mother was critically ill, and the doctors were on their knees, helpless.
My father, who was the prime minister of the dynasty, was so frightened that his face was ashen and ready for the whole family to take the blame at any time.
My fake sister Su Yurou, who is known as "the most talented woman in Beijing", can do nothing but shed a few fake tears.
The entire Hall of Supreme Harmony was in chaos.
In a desperate silence, I pushed through the crowd and walked out.
With everyone looking at me in shock, contempt, and looking like a madman, I said to my father, "Dad, ask the doctors to get out of the way."
He sternly scolded: "Su Jinyan, what do you want to do? Go back!"
I ignored him, just calmly looked at the anxious emperor on the dragon throne, and slowly raised the silver needle in my hand.
"People's girls are not talented, so maybe you can give it a try."
That day, I personally took off the waistcoat of my country miracle doctor in front of the entire capital's dignitaries.
