"Ah..." The heartbreaking voice penetrated the clouds and spread in the blue sky
Murong Lie clutched his chest in embarrassment, with an extremely painful expression on his face
His heart hurt so much, as if someone had pinched him hard, and his whole heart was in someone else's hands. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and the pain was so painful that he felt worse than death. He almost couldn't bear it anymore! He grabbed the bed.
The curtain was pulled hard, and the whole bed frame collapsed.
The attendants and maids were so frightened that they backed away. No one dared to step forward to help him. Several imperial doctors watched nervously. They wanted to step forward to help him but did not dare. They were too anxious to help him.
"My lord, please stop forcing me to do Qigong. Your life will be in danger if you continue like this..." Dr. Lin plucked up the courage, took a step forward, and spoke urgently to persuade him.
Originally, his body was fine! He had improved a few days ago and looked like a normal person. However, since the imperial doctor told him that he had been poisoned and could not perform Qigong for the time being, he was unwilling to accept this fact and his mood began to change.
He was violently irritated and forced to exercise, which resulted in toxic attacks and myocardial infarction.
He suffered from colic and fainted several times. When he finally woke up, he refused to listen to the imperial doctor's advice and forced himself to do the exercises again. It just happened over and over again. Now even if he doesn't do the exercises, the poison in his body will break out at any time. Then
This fatal pain really tortured him and made him unbearable. Life was worse than death.
"My heart... hurts... so uncomfortable..." He grabbed the clothes on his chest, sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Your Majesty, you have to hold on..." The royal masters were so nervous that they didn't dare to take a breath. They looked at him anxiously, for fear that the prince wouldn't be able to hold on for a while and would bite his tongue and commit suicide!
Frequently, poisoning patients will bite their tongues and commit suicide due to the painful torture when the poison attacks.
Murong Lie suddenly raised his head, grabbed one of the doctors by the collar, and lifted him up
"Make me an antidote quickly! Give me an antidote!" he shouted frantically, his voice deafening.
Dr. Lin was already very old. When he was so frightened, his feet became weak. His thin body trembled violently and his words were slurred: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... have mercy on me... this...
This... antidote... hasn't been... developed yet..."