It’s the same disease as Mrs. Nangong, who is currently lying in bed in a semi-conscious state!
How could Emperor Ling believe it!
Alchemist Situ looked at him with pity: "Your Majesty, you don't believe me..."
Emperor Ling gritted his teeth: "You mean, I have the same disease as Mrs. Nangong? Do you dare to say you don't mean that?!"
Pharmacist Situ sighed: "Your Majesty, this disease is neither poisonous nor contagious. It is a sudden terminal illness of the human body itself. Your disease is still very mild. It is no wonder that Pharmacist Li cannot detect it. After all, his strength is limited."
"You!" The alchemist turned around and glared at Alchemist Situ fiercely.
Emperor Ling's chest rose and fell violently, out of anger.
At the same time, his whole mind was confused. There was a rumble in his mind and it went blank...
Terminal disease? It’s actually a terminal disease that has no chance of death...
"Did Su Luo teach you what to say? She is your master, so she deliberately taught you to tell me this and wanted me to spare her, right?! Tell me!" Emperor Ling rushed forward and grabbed Situ Lian.
The pharmacist's neck, with a ferocious face, twisted muscles, and bloodshot eyes: "She taught you to say it, didn't she?!"
Alchemist Situ was almost strangled to death. His eyes widened and he struggled hard.
At this time, Queen Leng stood frozen and had no reaction...
Indeed, when she learned that His Majesty was terminally ill, she panicked, but soon, a voice slowly rose in her head and told her: "Once Your Majesty dies, the second prince will have the opportunity to take the throne!"
After all, there were very few people who knew about the incident between the Second Prince and Concubine Chu. Even if they did, they were silenced and could no longer talk about it.
As long as His Majesty... dies... once this thought arises, it will never go away.
When Queen Leng realized what she was thinking, she was shocked by her own reaction!
At this time, Emperor Ling was pinching Alchemist Situ fiercely, pinching his legs off the ground and kicking his feet hard.
Queen Leng rushed forward: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please wake up and don't be anxious. The decision on this matter has not been finalized yet. Between my concubines and my concubines, this must be a lie! You calm down and calm down... Be sure to calm down...
There is only one best alchemist in the palace."
Pharmacist Li's face turned purple.
After listening to the Queen's words, Emperor Ling snorted coldly, threw Alchemist Situ to the ground, and gasped for air.
Queen Leng kept patting Emperor Ling on the back to comfort him.
It's quiet all around...
It's so quiet that you can hear each other's heartbeats.
No one spoke.
The air condenses into ice!
Emperor Ling's somewhat hoarse voice sounded, taking the lead in breaking the silence of the night.
"Situ Xingyi, I ask you whether what you said is true!"
Emperor Ling pointed at Alchemist Situ, his expression and tone were unprecedentedly serious!
Alchemist Situ glared at Ling Emperor angrily, rubbed his neck which was bruised into purple color, and said nothing.
"I'm asking you something!!!" Ling Emperor suddenly roared at him!
No one can remain calm after being declared terminally ill, let alone the most powerful person in the world, His Majesty the Spirit Emperor.
Alchemist Situ snorted and said impatiently: "I discovered it by accident when I took my pulse just now, but because it was in the early stages, people with poor medical skills will definitely not be able to observe it. If Your Majesty doesn't believe me,
It doesn't matter, just wait, when that thing in your brain grows, compresses nerves and blood vessels, and symptoms appear, then you will believe me."
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