"Not sure." Yuan Hongxi has never been exposed to this kind of thing, so he doesn't dare to be completely sure.
Muyin rubbed his head, feeling helpless: "Only a few years..."
"It will be a few years after the introduction."
"It's too cruel to Wushuang." Muyin glanced at Yuan Hongxi, "If possible, let me also contribute."
"Yin'er, rest in peace." Yuan Hongxi held her down.
"...You should let me be there when the time comes, otherwise I won't feel at ease." Muyin pursed her lips, still feeling guilty about Wushuang in her heart.
No matter what, Wushuang doesn't owe her much. Being able to risk one's life for this chess game is the cruelest thing to Wushuang.
"We'll talk about it later." Yuan Hongxi first stabilized Muyin's emotions to prevent Muyin from running out recklessly and doing something harmful to his body.
In Taogefang, all the informants here have been removed by Yuan Hongxi, and they have all arranged their own people, so no matter what happens here, the emperor has no idea.
In addition, the emperor had suffered enough from the torture of Gu insects in the past few days. He only had bloodletting but no blood transfusion. His whole body was as thin as firewood, and his lips had no color.
Since Xuanfeng didn't have blood transfusion, Liu Mo had to coax him into letting the emperor bleed first, saying that this was the most correct step.
The pleasure after the blood is released is as addictive as a drug. The pain all over the body begins to lessen the moment the blood flows out, and the whole body begins to feel comfortable. This feeling is the best.
So, the emperor became obsessed with this feeling. When it started to hurt, he put some blood to relieve the pain. After a while, he no longer had the strength to get up.
Liu Mo asked Yuan Hongxi why he didn't let the emperor die like this. Yuan Hongxi smiled coldly and replied that he couldn't die so easily. He had to feel reborn before he died violently.
And if the emperor dies now, and he only took Liu Mo's pills, if some people want to take advantage of this, then Liu Mo and the family of genius doctors will be deeply implicated.
When the time comes for blood exchange, new insect eggs will flow into the body, and the emperor's body will definitely not be as big as before. After the new insect eggs mate with the old ones, a batch of new varieties will appear.
That variety can make people feel rejuvenated, light, radiant, and even rejuvenated.
After that, the emperor will slowly become weak and die. When the time comes to investigate, who would have thought that it was Liu Mo who did it? It has been so long since the elixir was released, and there is no conclusive evidence. What is even more cruel is that the new and old varieties have been produced
All species will die at the moment of death.
If the host is dead, they cannot survive.
How can I check if I can't find even the slightest trace of poisonous insects in the body?
After that, Yuan Hongxi had gradually finalized the matter of writing the imperial edict and appointing the next emperor——
Now, facing Wu Shuang who was dying on the bed, Liu Mo turned away in anger and couldn't help but have red eyes again. Xia Qingran looked at him without saying a word, because he didn't know how to comfort him.
Seeing this, Muyin patted his shoulder without saying a word: "Don't worry, a gentle, kind and smart doctor like you will definitely be able to cure Wushuang!"
"Really?" Liu Mo wiped away tears.
"Well..." Muyin felt a little guilty at the end. This was not a child's play after all.
Huanmei stood aside with a big belly and a look of anxiety on her face: "If something goes wrong, Wushuang will probably do it on the spot...Liu Mo, have you thought about it?"
