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"Why is Your Majesty so nervous?" Murong Qianjue chuckled, "Your Majesty probably forgot. Once the ghost's hand is released, the ghost's ax rejuvenates. This minister is the best doctor in the capital. This minister said he was not poisoned. Can Your Majesty still not trust a humble minister?"
Emperor Ning blushed from his choking, but refused to give up such an excellent opportunity, coughed twice and said, "Fusu, don't make trouble... women are like clothes, if you lose it, you lose it, but your own body is even more important." important."
"Your Majesty still doesn't trust me." Murong Qianjue let go of Dongfang Jing's waist, stood with folded arms, and looked at Emperor Ning leisurely. The last time I passed through the gate of hell and walked on the bridge of Naihe, but His Majesty still doesn’t trust me.”
Emperor Ning's face was dull, and he turned his face to the side not to look at Murong Qianjue.
The imperial physicians stepped forward one by one, bowed their bodies, and did not dare to forcibly pull Murong Qianjue's arm.
Murong Qianjue took a few steps back, and stretched wantonly on an Eight Immortals chair. His slender legs spread loosely on both sides. With a flick of his arms, he stretched out his left hand, and said with a sneer, "Come on! I haven't seen you in a few months." Advice, I would like to see if everyone in this hospital has made progress."
The leader, Liu Yuanpan, sweated profusely nervously, nodded and bowed to Murong Qianjue repeatedly, then lowered his head, and reached out to touch Murong Qianjue's wrist.
"Wait."
Seeing that Liu Yuanpan's hand was about to touch that vigorous wrist, Murong Qianjue suddenly stopped.
Liu Yuanpian was already nervous, but he couldn't help shivering when he was scolded like this, and the official hat on his head shook.
Gongsun Yun and Shen Zhaoyu couldn't help but frowned, not knowing why this fellow suddenly called to stop.
Even Dongfang Jing who was standing three steps away was stunned, and looked towards Murong Qian in despair with some surprise.
Murong Qianjue raised his eyes and smiled, then waved to Dongfang Jing.
Dongfang Jing frowned, looked at him with some surprise, then pointed to herself "..."
"Come here." Murong Qianjue beckoned again.
Only then did Dongfang Jing walk over quickly.
Before she realized what was going on, Murong Qianjue had already casually removed the handkerchief from her hand, and spread it on her left wrist. Afterwards, Murong Qianjue raised his eyebrows, and with a bit of disgust in his tone, he said to Liu Yuan, "Your Excellency, you can start now."
Liu Yuanpan looked dazed, and hastily stretched out his hand to take Murong Qianjue's pulse.
"How is it? Is there a serious problem with Fusu?" Emperor Ning raised his eyebrows coldly, and ruthlessly swept towards Liu Yuanjue.
Liu Yuanpan was so startled that his eyeballs were about to fall out, he couldn't say a word! How can this be the pulse of a living person? This is simply...
"My lord, is this king's pulse still stable?" Murong Qianjue hooked the corners of his lips, his purple pupils were cold and menacing, staring intently at Liu Yuanpan's eyes.
"Ping... steady."
Liu Yuanju answered with a trembling voice. Not only is it stable, it is too stable! Through the thin silk handkerchief, he could barely feel the pulse of the other party, and the other party's heartbeat seemed to stop suddenly, no different from a dead person!
"How is it possible?!" Before Emperor Ning could speak, Gongsun Yun yelled angrily, "He ate the poisonous Fenghoumei, how could there be no abnormality in the pulse! Old man Liu, you can see clearly!"
"How is it impossible?"