"I don't care, I want to go home, I want to go home, take me back quickly..." Shangguan Chuxue shouted that she wanted to go home, jumped out of bed and rushed towards the door.
Murong Lie kicked his foot, and a table hit the door with a bang, turning into broken wooden strips and scattering all over the floor.
Shangguan Chuxue turned pale with fright. She held her chest with her hands and stared at him with wide eyes in horror. It was so scary. If she had taken one step faster, the table would have fallen on her! Such a heavy blow would have killed her.
Crippled!
Murong Lie was about to approach her when his expression suddenly changed, he covered his chest and knelt on the ground with one knee, his expression extremely painful...
Damn it, he accidentally used his internal energy just now, and the poison in his body started to attack again! Xinzang felt like being bitten by thousands of ants, and the pain penetrated into his bone marrow. He clenched his teeth tightly and endured the severe torture.
"Hey, you, what's wrong with you..." She looked at him carefully and wanted to go forward to help him, but she didn't dare to go over.
His breathing became faster and faster, the hand holding his chest tightened little by little, his expression became more and more painful, and he screamed in a low voice: "Ah..." Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
When it hit the ground, there was a slight splash of water
"Your Majesty, what happened?" The guard outside the door was knocking hurriedly, probably attracted by the sound just now.
Although Shangguan Chuxue hated him very much, but now that she saw that he was uncomfortable, she felt very nervous and rushed over to open the door and shouted: "Go and call the imperial doctor!"
The guard outside the door was startled for a moment, then came to his senses immediately, "Yes!"
Soon, the imperial doctors came over with a group of servants. When they saw Murong Lie's condition, their expression suddenly became serious: "Bring the medicine box over quickly!"
Everyone was busy, people were coming and going in the room, and everyone was very nervous. Murong Lie's condition became more and more serious, and his low screams became louder, roaring like an erupting volcano: "Ah...
…My heart… hurts so much…”
He began to beat his chest frantically. Seeing this, more than a dozen guards immediately rushed forward, grabbed his limbs, and pressed him down on the bed. The imperial doctor began to administer acupuncture to treat his injuries.