Yang Wei buried his head and whispered: "I don't understand this yet? The poison in His Majesty's body has actually been cleaned up, but the side effects of the strong drugs are too great and too many, and they will not be able to disappear for a while."

"Look at Your Majesty's body is hot now, and his blood is flowing backwards, as if he has taken some pills?" His little eyes swept over several people in a vague way.

Everyone was silent, and then Master Ku and others suddenly looked up and realized that this was the imperial medicine of the palace, but there were too many ingredients!

In addition to various cold antidotes, the embarrassing situation of not being able to go up or down is now.

"You, are you thinking?" Guan Shan opened his mouth wide, shocked, remembering that Yang Wei lied to Wuyang's female monk to stay, and she seemed to be the only one in there!

"Shh!"

"Yin and Yang are used to eliminate them, which is a way to detoxify. For the sake of Your Majesty's safety, we can only do this. Your Majesty will definitely not blame us." Yang Wei looked serious, and there was a bit of a thief.

"This..." Everyone looked hesitant: "Is this good for Your Majesty? But Your Majesty is a little confused now, and..."

Yang Wei interrupted and stared at his eyes and said, "There must be benefits. Besides, there is no other way now. I have tried my best!"

Master Ku stood up and gritted his teeth: "Okay, let's listen to Yang Wei, stay away from everyone."

Yang Wei added another sentence: "Lock the door just in case!"

Everyone looked strange, but for them, Zhou Jian’s safety is greater than that, as long as Zhou Jian is fine, he can do anything.

"good!"

Under Yang Wei's leadership, everyone quietly began to lock the door.

Wuyang in the main tent was completely unaware of it and kept guarding for an hour, but still no one came back. She couldn't help but be angry and exuded her majestic momentum: "What are these guys doing? Why haven't they come back yet!"

To be honest, she was more worried about Zhou Jian. Yu Gong. Without Zhou Jian, she would lose her greatest backer. Yu Privately. After spending these days, Zhou Jian saved her several times. She is not a ruthless person, and she still has some friendship in her heart.

She was about to get up and go out to take a look, but Zhou Jian, who had been unconscious for a while, suddenly woke up. His eyes were not improved, but were still covered with bloodshots. All the skin on his body seemed to be about to be steamed.

"Shui, water!!" He shouted a few times, and his strong willpower made him grit his teeth and persevere, and sat up on the bed.

"Your Majesty!" Wu Yang exclaimed, and when he saw his eyes, he couldn't help but sink, knowing that the effect of the medicinal materials was very small.

She immediately poured a cup of cold water and handed it to Zhou Jian. Zhou Jian snatched it and swallowed it voraciously. Afterwards, he was still thirsty and rushed to the front of the table and picked up the pot and poured it into his mouth. The herbal tea slid down the corner of his mouth and kept moistening the clothes on a large scale.

"Cough cough cough!" He coughed violently, and the burning heat in his throat seemed to improve a little. Then he supported the table with both hands, frowned, his facial features were uncomfortable, and he was suffering from the burning and pain of the blood flow!

If it were ordinary people, they would have started to wail, but he kept gritting his teeth and persevering, fighting against the indescribable heat in his body!

After several breaths, he clenched his back groove, motionless, and even bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up!

"Your Majesty, are you getting better?" At this time, Wuyang frowned slightly, unable to grasp his condition, so he stepped forward to ask.

One hand subconsciously placed it on Zhou Jian's shoulder. The cold hands and his scorching body were completely different. Zhou Jian couldn't help but tremble.

It happened that a gust of night wind blew in from outside the tent, blowing Wuyang's body fragrance into the tip of Zhou Jian's nose.

At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. His body, which was like an active volcano, seemed to have been added with a ball of hay. He slowly turned his head and looked at Wuyang with his blood-filled eyes.

Just one glance, Wuyang was frightened, subconsciously took a step back, looking uneasy: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!