After some treatment, Baili Jingqi is still pale, with some purple appearance lying on the bed. No matter how much silver needles he has given, he has no sign of waking up.

"Queen."

Several imperial doctors are passing the buck to each other. Their faces are scared, and they dare not look directly into Huo Mingzhu's eyes.

That pair of empty and with sad eyes, as if there was no anger, no one saw the queen so look not frightened.

Your majesty, this disease is not just a stab.

If the empress also falls down at the moment

This group of imperial doctors dare not think, even dare not guess, for the queen to report his Majesty's physical condition at the moment, they are afraid that they will be angry and lose their head.

It was the old doctor with gray beard who stood up.

"Lady."

First of all, he bowed to Huo Mingzhu respectfully. The old doctor's words finally made the queen raise her eyes.

But this kind of eyes, more than before the lifeless eyes people feel distressed - hot as if the bed of the emperor's life are pinned on the old doctor's body, he deeply sighed, but had to tell.

"I'm afraid your Majesty's health is not good."

Huo Mingzhu's pupil suddenly shrinks, just lit a trace of hope is mercilessly watered out, her heart seems to have stopped beating, the whole person is from head to foot instantly become cold.

What is bad?

Even if he was really stabbed by the hundred Li Zong law, there are so many imperial doctors here, and there are so many miraculous doctors outside the prescription. Isn't it true that there are human flesh and bones to kill?

Why is it that a simple stab wound, all the Royal doctors, together with the old doctor, are sad, why do you want to make Baili Jingqi hopeless expression?

Shaking her head and refusing to accept this reality, Huo Mingzhu tightly holds Baili Jingqi's colder palm in her hands and sticks it tightly on her cheek, as if to pass on her vitality.

It used to be him. It was his appearance and long-term companionship that gave him the meaning of life. It was he who allowed himself to enjoy life again in addition to hatred.

He gave himself a pair of the most warm and caring children. It was he who gave himself the perseverance to live and face all the hardships. How could he be willing to leave himself like this?!

"It's impossible - you're all lying - you're lying to me --"

Looking at no response, even the breath is weak, as if it will be broken at any time, Huo Mingzhu can no longer resist a indignant reprimand, turned his head and yelled at the useless imperial doctors and old doctors.

"Just stabbed, you quacks! It's you fishing for fame, it's just rubbish - if you can't cure the emperor, you'll all be buried with him! "

"Lady, calm down."

"Lady, calm down."

Scolded by such a terrible empress, the imperial doctors were already weak and knelt down. One or two of them were kowtowing, hoping to use the redness on their forehead for forgiveness.

Only the old doctor, with pity for heaven and man, sighed deeply. Although he was kneeling, he straightened his back and looked directly at the angry queen.

"The poison in your Majesty's body has entered your heart, and it will not last for a few months. The sword in his Majesty's back has damaged his heart and made things worse. Even if he has the power to return to heaven, he will not be able to save his Majesty's life. "