Yesterday, she had spent a long time with Concubine Xu. If Concubine Xu had contracted the plague, she certainly wouldn't have been able to escape it either.
Shen Chuwei immediately took her own pulse.
Chun Xi anxiously asked, "My lady, how is it?"
Shen Chuwei slowly lifted her head, "Judging from the pulse, I seem to be fine."
Chun Xi patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. You scared the life out of me."
Shen Chuwei looked at Chun Xi, "Give me your hand, I'll take your pulse."
Chun Xi, puzzled, stretched out her hand and meanwhile rolled up her sleeve, exposing a section of her fair wrist.
Shen Chuwei placed two fingers on Chun Xi's pulse.
Since Concubine Xu had been diagnosed with the plague, anyone who had close contact with her could potentially contract it.
Chun Xi was extremely nervous.
Shen Chuwei frowned, "It seems like you've caught it."
"Ah!" Chun Xi stepped back in fright, "What do we do, my lady?"