Shen Junzhuo had mentioned to him that the daughter of Li Cunren, the assassin of Yongzhou, knew some medical skills, and might be able to recruit him into the palace to give it a try. However, his illness has to be hidden, and this woman naturally has to hide it from people when she enters the palace, so she has to do some disguise, is this disguise just pretending to be a gentleman?

He looked at this Miss Li again, neither humble nor arrogant, calm, without the usual trepidation and panic, more calm and indifferent, but obviously different from the palace people, a face that was clear and jade showed a little sympathy. He smiled in his heart, let such a person come to him at this time, what is Shen Junzhuo going to do?

It's not that he can't trust him, but every day he is on this throne is a day of trembling......

There are strong enemies outside, there are rebellions inside, government affairs cannot be held in their own hands, military power has to rely on others, and even the harem is decided by the queen.

He had to doubt everyone, even those who lived and died together.

But sometimes, he had to lower his stature to please some people, such as Shen Junzhuo.

He really hated such days, and if he could, he would really want to pick up a knife and kill him!

But when he thought about it, he flinched again. No, that bloody scene is painful even to remember, sometimes midnight dreams, that scene makes him chill!

He is such a contradictory person, who wants to do something, but he doesn't do everything he wants, and everything is restricted.

He smiled grimly, trying to make people feel like a spring breeze, and his throat itched for a while, and he couldn't help but want to cough. There was another earth-shattering cough, and he only felt like a knife in his chest, but he had to cough out all his internal organs.

Shu Yao stood aside, he really couldn't see him coughing like this, and when he was a little better, he said:

"The official family should take the medicine quickly, but it's better not to eat the candied fruit."

Emperor Zhao replied vaguely, took the bowl in Fuquan's hand, frowned, and drank the medicine dry with a tilt of his neck, the bitterness in his mouth soon spread, and the nasal cavity was also filled with the bitter taste of the medicine, and his stomach began to churn. He drank a few sips of tea before the bitterness was diluted, and some sweat oozed from his white and abnormal face.

The doctor is benevolent, since there is no need to hide his identity at this time, Shu Yao saw the appearance of Emperor Zhao, he was a little unbearable, and said to the palace maid standing next to him:

"Take the candle flame, and after I do the needle, the official family will be much more comfortable."

Emperor Zhao gasped slightly, and said weakly:

"I'm tired."

As he spoke, he slowly lay down with Fuquan's strength.

Shu Yao didn't know what to say, she didn't expect Emperor Zhao to be such a person, which was very different from the majesty and solemnity she imagined.

A palace maid came over with a candlestick, and saw Shu Yao unfolding the cloth roll, and the needles of length, shortness, thickness and thickness were neatly arranged in the cloth roll. The needle has a handle, the longest is three inches, the shortest is only half an inch, and it emits a melting light in the candlelight.

Shu Yao's hand swept through the row of needles, stopped on one of them, took it out, first roasted it on the candle flame, then chose an acupuncture point, hesitated, and said:

"If the official family endures it, there will be some pain, but it won't be very serious."

Emperor Zhao didn't speak, nodded slightly, every breath tore at his chest, like a thousand strands of fine pulling, to tear his heart and lungs into minced flesh before he was willing to stop, and that heart was like pressing a boulder, which always made him unable to breathe freely.

This pain tormented him day by day, and he knew that his time was running out, and he always had some feeling that his ambition had not been rewarded, but what could he do? Time also, life also!

(End of chapter)