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“How is my son” The noblewoman ignored the eunuch’s greeting completely, rushing to Zhu Yijun’s side. She trembled as she reached out and took hold of the ten-year-old child's hand, gently opening the wound.,But, could a physician actually say this Of course not.,Zhu Yijun was held in the Empress Dowager's arms, and whispered, "Mother, I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly smelled a foul odor. When I opened my eyes, I saw a burly man in black robes standing by my bed, holding a dagger and stabbing at me."。