Everyone held their breath, their eyes staring at Leng Yi Yanyan and the Ming Jing Imperial Doctor.

Everyone wants to know what happened to Leng Yi Yanyan and whether she can still be cured.

Although Lian Bijue felt that it was pitiful that Leng Yi Yanyan suddenly became like this, she was still a little happy in her heart.

After all, a person who is as beautiful as this is a nuisance person!

This is the truth that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, if she is not good to see and disgusting, if she is not good to see and take away everyone's attention, others will not poison her next time.

Even if a person eats something that is mutually reinforcing, with the amount of food they eat, it will not immediately become like this.

Fools know that Leng Yi Yan's meal kung fu turned into a pimple black iron ball, obviously poisoned!

However, there were so many people on the spot, and the food was mixed together, so if you want to talk about poisoning, there is really not much chance!

Yongsheng anxiously paced back and forth in the room, and when he saw that the imperial doctor of the Ming Jing had not moved for a long time, he asked anxiously:

"What the hell is wrong with her? Is it poisoned? What kind of poison did you get into? Is there any salvation!?

Say it quickly! Otherwise, I'll take your head! ”

The imperial doctor of the Ming Jing trembled, immediately rolled to the ground, and said in a deep prostration:

"Your Majesty! This! This...... Weichen just took Miss Leng's pulse, there is no problem! ”

"No problem, how can people become like this!?"

"Then, that, or, if Your Majesty allows it, Weichen will try it, are these black bumps on Miss Leng's face poisonous?"

"How do you try?" Yongsheng asked sharply.

"Needle...... Silver...... Try it, and if you can, bleed it and find a few living creatures to try.

If it is toxic, similar symptoms are bound to occur. The Ming Jing Imperial Physician said nervously.

Yongsheng frowned, and now it seemed that there was only this way, so he nodded and agreed to the request of the Ming Jing Imperial Doctor.

Leng Yi Yanyan had no objection, and the imperial doctor pricked a few stitches on the black bumps on her face, pricked her fingers, and received a few drops of blood.

The little eunuchs quickly ran to catch live chickens for a few days and let the Ming Jing imperial doctor experiment.

The imperial doctor of the Ming Jing pricked the black pimple on the face of Leng Yi Yanyan on the chicken, and everyone watched with bated breath.

After a while, the chicken in the little eunuch's hand was still alive and vibrant, and he was in good spirits! I didn't see anything unusual.

Since the black pimple on the face is not poisonous, then try Leng Yi Yanyan's blood!

The imperial doctor of the Ming Jing asked the little palace maid to take some rice grains, and mixed the blood obtained from piercing Leng Yiyan's finger just now with rice grains for the chicken to eat.

The chicken was happy after eating the rice grains, flapped its wings a few times, and looked more energetic than before!

"This! What's going on!? Yongsheng pointed to the chicken in the little eunuch's hand and asked the imperial doctor of the Ming Jing.

The imperial doctor of Ming Jing had a bitter look on his face, and said in a pleading tone: "This, this means that Miss Leng is not poisoned......"

"No poisoning? How could it be like this without poisoning!? You quack! Come! Drag me down and hit ten boards again! Yongsheng said angrily.

"Your Majesty spares your life! Your Majesty, Weichen still has something to report! The imperial physician of the Ming Jing shouted with a crying voice.

"What's the matter? Say! Yongsheng asked angrily.

"That, that, just now, Concubine An Niangniang in the White Elephant Garden fainted, and Weichen went to ask for the pulse of Niangniang.

As a result, the result ...... "The eyes of the Ming Jing Imperial Physician cautiously wandered back and forth between Yongsheng and Leng Yi Yanyan and Lian Bijue.

Yongsheng slapped the table and said angrily: "Bastard! What are you spitting out!? Speak up! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Your Majesty, the ...... That one...... An Concubine's vein, yes, yes, is the pulse of joy......"

The imperial doctor of the Ming Jing lay on the ground, rolling his eyes and peeking at everyone.

(End of chapter)