Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Chapter 501: The situation in the imperial capital (Part 2)

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Bang bang bang!

There was a rapid knock on the door.

"Who!" Jia Qiong raised her eyebrows and waved her hand, asking Sima Xun to step back.

"Miss, it's not good, the fifth young master..." the servant's voice came from outside the door.

call!

Jia Qiong stood up from the chair, frowned and walked out of the study: "Take me to have a look."

All the way to Jia Wu's bedroom.

Two pharmacists inside were taking Jia Wu's pulse at the bedside.

"Get away!"

Jia Qiong walked over quickly and faced the two pharmacists who were older than him, without any respect in his tone.

"Miss." The two pharmacists turned around and saw that it was Jia Qiong who was speaking, and stepped aside obediently.

Jia Qiong doesn't know medical skills, but that doesn't mean she can't tell the severity of the injury.

When he came to Jia Wu's bed, Jia Wu was lying on the bed with his face purple and red, and his sides were swollen.

Jia Qiong reached out and touched Jia Wu's wrist, and her own spiritual power was transmitted into Jia Wu's body.

How can Jia Qiong's spiritual power be compared with Bai Jinyi's? As soon as the spiritual power connected to Jia Wu's body, it was bounced up. Not only did the spiritual power bounce out, but Jia Qiong's palm also bounced away from Jia Wu's body.

"No! There is a group of spiritual power in Wu'er's body causing trouble! Master Wu was injured by Kazuto today?" Jia Qiong glanced at the servant behind him and asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I-I don't know. I only know that I went out with Elder Li from the Spiritual Union during the day." The servant replied truthfully.

"Prepare the car immediately! Head to Mingyue Sect!"

People from the Jia family hurriedly prepared their cars overnight, and under the leadership of Jia Qiong, returned to the sect to treat Jia Wu's injuries.

There are high-level alchemists in the Imperial Palace of the Knights. Not to mention the imperial capital, there are also alchemists in the Alchemist Guild who can heal Jia Wu's injuries.

But Jia Qiong knew that the power of the Jia family had been a bit too expanded recently, and the royal family was worried about it. The Mingyue Sect has been fighting openly and secretly with the Alchemist Guild, asking them to treat Jia Wu, and he would probably be put to death immediately.

In desperation, Jia Qiong had no choice but to take Jia Wu back to Mingyue Sect first. As for the "Hundred Flower Hand", we can only talk about it later.

Within the palace.

Underground secret room.

Mr. Qiu and Mr. Pan were "enjoying" boys and girls in the secret room.

suddenly.

Mr. Qiu's eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes!

"Mr. Qiu, what's wrong?" Mr. Pan noticed something strange about Mr. Qiu and opened his eyes.

The light in Old Qiu's hand flashed, and he took out something from his space ring.

It is a jade tablet, filled with gray mist.

Click!

As soon as the jade token was taken out, it immediately broke into several pieces, and the gray mist in the jade token also dissipated into the air.

There is only one possibility for the jade token to shatter... The owner of this jade token... is dead!

"This, this, who is so strong! He actually killed Ji Chaoyuan!" Mr. Pan's eyes were full of shock!

Ji Chaoyuan was the spy of their sect who arranged to enter the Binglan Kingdom more than 20 years ago. Although his evil skills cannot be said to be superb, he has been practicing for so many years and is still considered advanced.

With Ji Chaoyuan's seventh-level spiritual master's strength, combined with his skills, he would not be left behind against a spiritual master with an eighth-level spiritual master's cultivation.

But just now, the jade plaque representing Ji Chaoyuan suddenly shattered!

"Go and call me the Seventh Prince!"

Mr. Qiu's triangular eyes flashed with viciousness.

A guard waiting at the door hurried out.

After a while, the seventh prince hurried over.

"Mr. Qiu, you called me late at night, but something happened?" The seventh prince was disheveled and his hair was messy. He had obviously crawled out of bed and rushed over.