Dog emperor, take your life!

"My lord, I have painkiller pills here, which can relieve the pain on the national teacher first."

He handed a white pill to Chu Yue with both hands, and he knew that if Mo Ci had any troubles, he would be punished by the nine clans.

In order to save the lives of the whole family, he is willing to take out his treasures.

Chu Yue took the pill and carefully helped Mo Ci to sit up.

He held the pill in his hand and gently tried to open Mo Ci's mouth, but he found that the pill couldn't go in at all.

After several attempts, Chu Yue put Mo Ci down and put the pill in his mouth.

He bent down, supported Mo Ci's head, and then slowly brought his mouth close to Mo Ci's.

Because of the external force, he easily pushed away Mo Ci's teeth, and then successfully made him swallow the pill.

But he still refused to get up.

Until he noticed the taste of blood in his mouth.

It turned out that Mo Ci vomited blood again.

He stood up in a panic, and tremblingly wiped the blood on Mo Ci's neck and mouth with a gold silk handkerchief.

"What's going on! Li Bin, come and see!"

Li Bin took a deep breath, knelt and crawled to the bedside, touched Mo Ci's forehead, it was extremely hot.

He said tremblingly to Chu Yue: "The national teacher, the national teacher has a fever! I'm going to make medicine for the national teacher to reduce fever!"

"quick!"

As the night was getting dark, Chu Yue kept hugging Mo Ci after feeding him the medicine and never letting go.

It was as if Mo Ci would leave him as soon as he let go.

He traced Mo Ci's eyebrows and eyes lightly with his fingers, the person lying in his arms still didn't wake up, but luckily the fever has subsided.

Chu Yue ordered someone to change Mo Ci's clothes. The original sky blue clothes were already dirty and torn. He held Mo Ci's cold hand and whispered into his ear.

"A Ci, I know you like blue, are you satisfied with this dress?"

"Wake up and see if I'm alright?"

"I know I was wrong..."

He sat like this holding Mo Ci all night, until the next day Luo Fu brought a man who claimed to be the genius doctor "No Name" into the Cloud Palace.

"My lord, Xu Mian, pay homage to the Holy Majesty!"

Xu Mian knelt on the ground respectfully, he glanced at Mo Ci who was hugged by Chu Yue out of the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled.

Mo Ci's face was so pale that there was no blood at all, and the wound was faintly visible on the hanging hand.

"I heard that you are an unknown genius doctor, so there is no need to be polite. As long as you can heal the national teacher well, I will make you king."

Chu Yue didn't sleep all night, and the dark circles under his eyelids became deeper and deeper. He slowly put down Mo Ci, tucked him in the quilt, and got up to give way to Xu Mian.

Xu Mian knelt beside the bed. After seeing the notice yesterday, Aeryun had been trying to take the opportunity to enter the palace to rescue Mo Ci, but once he entered the palace, it would be tantamount to giving Chu Yue his head.

First, if Chu Yue can make his benefactor or destined person into such a half-dead state, then Aer Yun, the so-called "He Qing, the son of an old man", cannot escape his clutches.

After all, the heart of an emperor is as deep as the sea.

Second, Aryun doesn't know medical skills, and he couldn't save Mo Ci even when he entered the palace, and he was fortunate enough to learn some methods of healing and saving lives from the miracle doctor Wuming as his teacher. Maybe he can save Mo Ci's life.

He was studying, and he had asked Aryun and Mo Ci's confidant Shu Yun to go to Qiya Mountain, and asked his master Wuming to come out of the mountain in case of emergency.

After Xu Mian took the pulse, he lifted the quilt, and then reached out to fiddle with Mo Ci's clothes, but was stopped by Chu Yue.

He asked cautiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Cao Min needs to have a physical examination of Master Guoshi before prescribing the right medicine." Xu Mian said calmly with his head down.

Chu Yue pushed back the other people in the hall, only he could see Ah Ci's body, and no one else could.

He leaned down and gently fiddled with Mo Ci's clothes, but the next second he froze.

Mo Ci's body was covered with wounds from various instruments of torture. Although some places had been treated with medicine, they were still inflamed and oozing pus.

What stabbed him even more was the knife wound on Mo Ci's chest, which was left when he asked Luo Fu to take his blood to treat his own child.

Xu Mian was also dazed for a moment, he never thought that Chu Yue would be so cruel, looking at the injuries on Moci's body, it can be seen that Chu Yue doesn't miss the old love at all.

Seeing Chu Yue's stunned look, he thought to himself, why should he have known this earlier.

"Your Majesty, please also ask the grass-roots people to check the wounds on the national teacher's body."

Chu Yue leaned on the edge of the bed a little unsteadily and sat on the ground. He looked at Mo Ci with red eyes, and a tear fell on his own hand.

He turned his head, not daring to look at Mo Ci, let alone look directly at the wound on his body, because as soon as he saw it, he felt like a sinner, stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate himself.

At this time, Luo Fu ran into the Yunzhong Temple, seeing his master in such a state of distress, he felt a little distressed but felt that the master did not do all this by himself?

He knelt on the ground: "My lord, the empress is awake."

Chu Yue didn't look at him, but lowered his head, his eyes were dim and he said: "I know."

His voice was a little hoarse, and he leaned against the bed weakly.

"Your Majesty said he wanted to see you."

Chu Yue raised his eyes: "I don't see you."

Luo Fu knelt on the ground and struggled for a while, and finally retreated.

Xu Mian helped Mo Ci clean up the pus on Mo Ci's body, and then gave him the good golden sore medicine from Qiya Mountain.

Silver needles were then pricked on Mo Ci's hands, head, and multiple acupuncture points on his body.

"My lord, is there a medicine stove?" Xu Mian asked Chu Yue, bowing.

"Is he all right?"

Seeing that Xu Mian was so calm, Chu Yue seemed to grasp a glimmer of hope in his heart, he pulled Xu Mian's sleeve excitedly, and asked expectantly like a child.

Xu Mian lowered his head: "Caomin do their best, but it still depends on whether Master Guoshi himself is willing to survive."

"What, what do you mean?" Chu Yue looked a little disappointed.

"Your Majesty knows that torturing a person is nothing more than mental and physical torture, and the most terrifying thing in this world is mental torture. Once a person gives up life, he will wholeheartedly seek death.

Even if there is a panacea and the Jade Emperor, they cannot be saved. "If he didn't have a big plan in mind, he really wanted to stab the dog emperor to death now.

Chu Yue didn't feel angry because of Xu Mian's words, he knew what he had done to Mo Ci.

He looked at Mo Ci lying on the bed, and asked in his heart: Ah Ci, are you unwilling to wake up?

Do you not want to see me?

"Go and boil the medicine." Chu Yue sat by the bed, looking at Mo Ci.

He took off the red rope from his hand and put it on Mo Ci's wrist gently.

"Aci, I remember you love peach blossom cakes the most. After you wake up, how about I take you to eat the best peach blossom cakes in the world?"

Chu Yue gently stroked Mo Ci's wrist, his gentle eyes seemed to return to the past, the time when the two of them were together.