Xue Yun took a deep breath and walked forward.

"I pay homage to the Emperor."

“…”

Zhu Feng still didn't look up at her, and he didn't even move his hand holding the memorial.

He just calmed down for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Do what you should do."

"……yes."

Xue Yun slowly got up from the ground, put the medicine box on the small table aside, opened it, and took out the things that needed to be used to detoxify him at this stage from it.

Take out a silver needle from the needle bag, disinfect it, Xue Yun walked to his side.

He said softly: "Your Majesty, I want to use needles at the Emperor Yifeng, Jiao Sun, and Shenmen acupoints, supplemented by medicine. Detoxification at this stage will affect the Emperor's daily thoughts and dreams..."

Zhu Feng said lightly: "You said it last time."

“…”

Xue Yun was stunned, and then he remembered that before he was about to carry a needle for him last time, he seemed to have said similar things.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Feng still remembers it.

Her face turned red.

The patient still remembers what she said, but she herself forgot.

Not only did she forget, she also gave up using acupuncture for him to detoxify after saying these words...

Thinking about it now, he didn't cut off his head on the spot, and he was really magnanimous.

Thinking of this, she sighed lightly, walked to his hand with the silver needle, and after accusing her of guilt, she gently stretched out her hand and stroked his head slightly, and then identified the acupoint.

Zhu Feng is also waiting for her to get the needle.

But after waiting for a while, the pain of the silver needle piercing into the acupoints was never heard, and Zhu Feng's brow frowned slightly.

Last time, the same was true.

He said in a deep voice: "Why, you want to say 'Forget it' to me again?"

Xue Yun was originally standing behind him because the scene was too familiar, so she was a little lost. However, she didn't expect that Zhu Feng would speak coldly.

She hurriedly said, "No, no."

"Then why didn't I take the needle down?"

"Wei Minister..."

Xue Yun said softly: "I just have one thing, I dare to ask the emperor."

"What's up?"

She bit her lower lip and said softly: "Why did the emperor? Why did you entrust Weichen to be a verdict of the Imperial Hospital?"

“…”

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment.

He never looked back, and even held the memorial just now, but at this moment, I don't know if his attention was still on the memorial.

After a while, he said, "What, don't you want me to entrust you as a magistrate of the Imperial Hospital?"

“…”

"Or, what other 'name' do you want me to give you?"

As soon as he heard the word "fame", Xue Yun's heart beat.

He subconsciously said: "No, I dare not."

At this time, Zhu Feng slowly turned around and looked at her.

The two were so close that even if Xue Yun lowered his head, the panic and helplessness in her eyes were still visible to him.

She whispered: "I never dared to have such delusions."

Zhu Feng's eyes flashed.

He slowly turned his head, as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "Since you don't have any delusions, don't ask anymore. I still say the same thing, do what you should do."

"……yes."

Xue Yun replied softly.

She took a deep breath, identified the acupoints on his body, and slowly stabbed the silver needle with a cold light into his body.

A severe pain suddenly came.

“…!”
Chapter completed!