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After a long circle, the last two people didn't mention anything about the past.

Fenghua took his pulse seriously, and then looked at the prescriptions he had used in the past, and found that these prescriptions were all medicines to fight poison with poison. Fenghua frowned when he saw it, King Yan stared She asked, "What's your opinion?"

"King Yan, do you want to hear the truth?" Feng Hua asked.

"If you say another nonsense, I'll get the hell out of here." The person who came to treat him, who dared to tell lies, she actually asked her if she wanted to hear the truth.

Fenghua was not annoyed, just stared at this 'Yantong' face, even his bad temper was very similar to Yantong's, but Yantong's bad temper would never be aimed at her.

"As far as King Yan's current body is concerned, it can be said that it has been eroded by toxins to a certain extent, because the prescriptions you used before were all in the way of attacking poison with poison. Wang's body has been seriously injured, and even if King Yan's poison is cured in the future, he may even lose his fertility."

"..."

Chu Ziyi's face turned pale when he heard it. As a man, who doesn't want to have many descendants who can inherit his family business in the future.

King Yan's expression became calm, but Chu Ziyi knew that the more he looked like this, the bigger the problem was.

He must have been rendered speechless by Fenghua's words, so he finally saved himself the energy to lose his temper.

"Yan Wang, if I stop using the previous prescription now, it will definitely promote the onset of toxicity. Before I have researched the antidote, I can give acupuncture to Yan Wang first, but I don't know if Yan Wang is willing to stop taking the previous medicine. Medicine." If she stopped taking the medicine, if she gave needles without medicine, it would only speed up his death, which is an extremely risky thing.

"Doctor Hua, are you sure you can control the poison after the injection?" Chu Ziyi asked.

"It's the first time for me to administer needles, so of course I'm not sure." Feng Hua said truthfully.

Although she has been secretly researching poisons for these years, she has never done acupuncture for people, but she used to be a doctor, so of course she understands various acupuncture points of the human body, and knows how to use acupuncture to clear away heat and detoxify, even if she did not practice it. After passing the needle, it will be almost inseparable.

"You haven't given needles before, how dare you give Liu Ye a try?" Chu Ziyi almost fainted. She volunteered to detoxify King Yan at the beginning, and she was willing to give it a try. She has a skill that is unknown to others, and after a long time, she actually said that it was the first time she performed acupuncture for others, and she was not sure yet.

Chu Ziyi was about to get angry, but their sixth master seemed to be so angry that he didn't even have the strength to lose his temper.

He just looked at Fenghua like that, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Fenghua knew that Chu Ziyi didn't believe her, in fact, she didn't believe herself either, she wasn't sure at all.

Back then she was not sure about saving Yantong, and now she is still not sure about saving King Yan.

Besides, when she came, she didn't have the attitude that she must save him.

"Doctor Hua, please go back." Chu Ziyi issued the order to evict the guest on behalf of King Yan.

He almost wanted to throw this woman out who wanted to be deceived. What was going on in her mind?

She dared to ask Liu Ye to stop taking the medicine, and she came to administer the acupuncture without having undergone acupuncture at all. Moreover, she was not at all sure.

He also knows how to do acupuncture, but it's useless to rely on acupuncture alone. Liu Ye still needs medicine to maintain his body.

Although this method is dangerous, it can be barely controlled.

Once the drug is stopped, the consequences will be disastrous.

This drug cannot be stopped until a better solution is found.

Fenghua is also angry, King Yan hasn't spoken yet, what the hell is he calling?

Teng stood up, and said to Chu Ziyi: "Chu Ziyi, you are also the imperial doctor in the palace, and you have been with King Yan for a while, and these medicines are all prescribed by you, right? I don’t know if these medicines are taken for King Yan’s body, even if the toxicity is barely controlled, the onset will not be faster, but if this method of fighting poison with poison is ineffective, it will only kill him faster in the end, making him suddenly He died suddenly, but if he stops taking medicine now and is willing to give acupuncture a try, he may still have a chance to control the poison in his body. If he can expel one or two, he can stop taking medicine in the future, and I will do it as soon as possible. Find a more effective method to replace those prescriptions of yours, but I don’t know if King Yan dares to risk his life once. Of course, if King Yan is afraid of sudden death, he can continue to take your previous prescriptions. Anyway, continue If you take it, you will die sooner or later." It means that sooner or later you will die, why don't he die as a living horse doctor, try her method, maybe there will be a turnaround.

Of course Chu Ziyi also understood what she meant. What kind of method is she doing? This is simply playing with the life of King Yan.

King Yan's life is so precious, can she play casually?

Seeing that King Yan didn't speak, Chu Ziyi thought that he probably didn't want to, so he immediately issued a cold face to Fenghua to chase away the guests: "Doctor Hua, please." When she came, she called her Doctor Hua, but now she changed to Hua Doctor, this man can turn his face as fast as he can turn a book, as expected, there are as many slaves as there are masters.

Fenghua glanced at King Yan, his expression was similar to Yantong's expression at the beginning, when he knew that he might not be able to get off the operating table, his face also showed a mournful expression, Yantong didn't want to die Of course, he didn't want to die, he still had a lot of things to do, and there was still a long way to go between them, but in the end, she was walking alone.

No one is willing to die, and King Yan also does not want to die, and King Yan also has reasons why he cannot die.

He is less than 20 years old, and he also has a longer way to go.

At that moment, Fenghua suddenly felt a little pain in his heart.

There was nothing she could do, Yan Tong had already died, and she saw him die on her operating table with her own eyes.

Now, does she still want to watch another Yan Tong die under her needle?

No, no.

Yantong, no.

Fenghua turned around and left, feeling a dull pain in his chest.

She thought she could face it calmly, because he was not Yantong.

Only now did I realize that, in fact, she still couldn't do it, even if he wasn't Yantong, she couldn't calmly face a face like Yantong's.

"Get back." King Yan had already opened his mouth to call her, his voice was icy cold.

"Sixth Master, don't listen to her nonsense." Chu Ziyi was anxious.

Fenghua walked out without looking back, but the next moment, King Yan used his usual method, the thread was already wrapped around her waist, and in an instant, she was pulled back by the thread, and the whole body People were thrown into the tent.

"Ziyi, step back." King Yan ordered.

Chu Ziyi was startled, although he still wanted to say something, he turned around and retreated.

"Do as you say, give the needle, but if this king dies in your hands, you should know the consequences, and my people will definitely let you be buried with him."

"Then I refuse to give the needle." Fenghua crawled out from inside.

"Reject? You were the one who wanted to give acupuncture to this king, and now you are the one who said no. Are you playing tricks on me?" A fierce light suddenly appeared in King Yan's eyes.

"I didn't play tricks on you, but I can't even lose my life for treating you. I'm not impatient to live anymore."

"Are you also afraid of death?" King Yan asked coldly.

"Do you want to die, King Yan?" Feng Hua met his face.

In this world, in this era, I'm afraid I won't be able to find another face exactly like Yan Tong's.

There was a faint pain in her heart, and suddenly, she very much didn't want this face to disappear one day.

Even though he was not Yan Tong, but seeing such a similar face, she seemed to understand Feng Jiangchen again suddenly.

There is no need to do anything else, just looking at such a face is enough.

However, Feng Jiangchen can keep such a face.

What about her, why should she keep this face?

This person is Yan Wang, a Yan Wang who doesn't know how many days she can live, if she can't keep it, she will only suffer again in the future, and face the separation between life and death again, such a thing, it is enough to bear it once, who She is willing to try to endure the second time, she is not born to like being abused.

"I don't want to die, and I can't die, so try your way, if you succeed, continue, if you fail, it's God's will."

God's will, when it comes to these two words, even King Yan has to be convinced by the two words of heaven.

A sentence of God's will makes many people sad.

Man can fight against everything, but only God, man can never fight.

No one can predict tomorrow, but people can at least grasp the present.

Fenghua's heart struggled fiercely again, she could feel it, King Yan didn't want to die, he always wanted to live well, so, even if he didn't know how many days he could live, he still lived a chic life, He lived a wonderful life, never wronged himself, and never gave up on himself. He seized every opportunity, even if it was a tiny one, and he raced against every second.

Such Yan Wang, a person who is on the verge of life and death, who is still working hard against death, Fenghua really wants to give him a hand.

If she could, she wished that she really had the power to return to heaven, so that he could be saved from death.

In the final analysis, she is just an ordinary person, she does not have that ability, once again, facing the issue of life and death, Fenghua once again feels deeply helpless.

For many years, she hardly thought about such a question.

Now, thinking about such a problem again, it is actually a kind of pain, a kind of torture, and it is to let her review the past again, recalling Yantong's life and death.

"King Yan, don't rush to agree. I'll give you time to think about it. I'll come to see you after your wedding date is over. Then, you can answer me whether you want me to give you an injection or not." Time to calm herself, if King Yan insisted, she must also prepare her heart.

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