Zhui Feng suddenly understood after hearing this. He couldn't help but ask again: "Mr. Zhang, what kind of tonic did you give the emperor? How did you make the emperor bleed from his seven holes?"
Doctor Zhang's face turned red and he glared at Zhui Feng: "You brat, if you dare to mention this matter again, don't come to see me for medical treatment in the future!"
Zhui Feng was secretly amused and stopped asking further questions.
After a while, Doctor Zhang pulled out the silver needle and pulled Zhui Feng out of the door.
"Let the Emperor take a good rest. He has consumed too much internal energy, which cannot be replenished in a short time. Let's not disturb the Emperor."
Zhui Feng nodded. He is a martial arts practitioner. Of course he knows how important internal strength is to a martial arts master. It is all gained through countless days and nights, bit by bit of hard work.
But in order to save the princess, the emperor actually lost so much without hesitation!
The emperor didn't feel sorry for him, he felt sorry for the emperor.
"Mr. Zhang, your medical skills are so good, do you know of any medicine that can replenish internal energy?"
Doctor Zhang waved his hands repeatedly: "Although I don't understand martial arts, I also know that this internal power cannot be obtained by taking medicine. If there is such a panacea, wouldn't the internal power masters in the world have to fight for it! Unless it is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, Poria cocos, etc. Oh, by the way, didn’t the Prince of Eastern Qin give King Dingyuan a thousand-year-old snow ginseng? It will definitely be of great help to the emperor!”
"Thousand-year-old Snow Ginseng?" Zhui Feng's eyes lit up, but then darkened again.
He sighed: "The thousand-year-old snow ginseng is in the hands of King Dingyuan. Maybe he has made a soup for the princess to take. Even if not, I don't have the ability to steal it. Other than that, there is nothing else. Is there a solution?"
Doctor Zhang shook his head and said: "I am old and incompetent. There is really no other way."
Zhui Feng couldn't help but feel dejected, and suddenly heard a soft and slightly hoarse voice behind him.
"Chasing the wind!"
Zhui Feng shuddered and turned around, only to see a pretty figure wrapped in a brocade quilt, with only one head exposed. His face was as white as night-blooming night flowers, and his long black hair was draped behind his shoulders like a waterfall. He was leaning against the door. Nor looked at him for a moment.
"King... Princess." He stammered and looked at the other party.
After the medicine was removed from Shen Ning's body, she fell into a deep sleep again. She heard someone vaguely mention the word "Emperor" from time to time. She thought to herself: Is this Emperor Mo Chuan? Could it be that Mo Chuan came to save him
She felt excited and woke up from her sleep.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she was in a strange place. She rolled her eyes and heard voices continuing to speak from outside the room. One was old and the other was young. Both voices sounded quite familiar.
After she regained her composure for a moment, she could tell that the two people were Doctor Zhang and Zhui Feng.
Strange, how could it be them
Shen Ning thought the person she saw when she opened her eyes would be Mo Chuan, but it didn't happen. She frowned and recalled the scene before she lost consciousness...
After drinking the ginseng soup, her whole body felt a strange feeling, like it was being burned by fire. Chu Shaoyang's determined and confident face was smiling maliciously at her. His thin lips were slightly raised, and he said to her:
"Ask me, as long as you beg me, I will give you the greatest happiness in the world!"
Then her consciousness fell into confusion. She only remembered that she had only one belief in her heart at that time, that she would not ask him to die!