In the Hall of Chongzheng, Emperor Jianhe looked at the Huo Wei Tower’s expression, which was obviously reduced a lot. After Huo Wei Tower saluted him, Emperor Jian He immediately ordered the imperial physician to look after him.
The warm sun shining in from the bright and clean window lattices gave this slightly tired look a little more youthful and vigorous. The imperial physician untied the **** of Howard, and untied the white cotton entwined on his chest. Soon, there was a hideous place. The crusted wound appeared.
Emperor Jianhe has been cultivating for many years, but his heart was horrified by the wound, and a cold sweat overflowed from his palm inexplicably.
The doctor checked for a moment and turned around and said: “The injury of Lord Hou was caused by poisoning. I am afraid that it will hurt the heart. If Lord Hou can cure this poison, he must have experienced the unbearable suffering of ordinary people. Bless you, although the wound is scabs, it will take at least two months to fully heal. As for whether the poison in Hou Ye’s body is cleaned, we still need to check carefully.”
Howard pulled his pale and chapped lips, fastened the flaps, and knelt down with his robe, “Your Majesty, please sin...”
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