At this time, Bijing Xuan was also in a mess.
As soon as Suxi entered the palace where he lived, he saw a middle-aged man who was pressed on the bed again, his face was ugly.
It's not as violent as the last time I came, but it's not much better than it was at the beginning.
The middle-aged man's eyes had lost focus, as if they had been covered with white mist, and his movements and behaviors were getting more and more out of control, as if they were about to explode at any time.
The bundle was held in the hands of one of the subordinates, but they were hesitant to tie it up.
As soon as Suxi came in, someone exclaimed: "Boy, you are finally here, didn't you say that your Excellency's illness will not attack in the past few days?"
” The middle-aged man who was pressed let out a roar, and the whole person almost bounced.
Uncle Qiu's anxious voice changed sharply: "Xi Yue, what are you still doing in a daze?"
Still not ready to heal your superiors?
If something happens to Your Excellency, don't even think about getting out alive!
” Before Su Xi could say anything, Nangong Yu beside him had already sunk his eyes, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Su Xi grabbed him and motioned him to calm down, the silver needle in his hand had been taken out, and it shot at the middle-aged man who was behaving more and more abnormally.
Sure enough, the silver needle entered the body, and the middle-aged man's mood immediately stabilized, and his out-of-focus gaze slowly cleared, and then the whole person was tired and sleepy on the step.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and one of the tall and thin men looked at Suxi with an unkind expression: "What the hell is going on?"
You'd better explain it to me?
” Suxi ignored him, walked quickly to the middle-aged man, and reached out to catch his pulse.
When the tall and thin man saw Suxi's attitude, he was not angry, so he wanted to stretch out his hand to teach him a lesson.
But as soon as his hand was stretched out, he suddenly paused in mid-air, with a look of surprise on his face.
His raised hand seemed to be nailed in mid-air by some force, and he couldn't move at all.
The tall and thin man looked at Nangong Yu beside Su Xi with suspicious eyes, but he only felt that it was very ordinary, and at a glance, there was nothing special.
Did he do it to himself?
Probably impossible, right?
It's just a low-level martial artist in the Nether Realm......
Just as he was thinking about it, another person came over and pressed his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Xiao, calm down, only this little guy can save him now." ” The tall and thin man called Yan Xiao thought that it was the person in front of him who stopped him, and suddenly said angrily: "Wei Jianxing, I think you are dizzy, how can such a stinky boy save his life?"
Didn't he say that he would not get sick for ten days, and that the situation would only get better?
What now?
How can you believe the words of such a lowly person?
” Su Xi, who had just finished taking the pulse for the middle-aged man, turned around when he heard this, and a deep sneer appeared on his face: "It's just right, I also want to ask, why is it that the condition of the Venerable Lord, who I just diagnosed two days ago, is stable, but now it has suddenly deteriorated?"
” "Stinky boy, isn't it ...... you made a diagnosis?"
Su Xi didn't seem to hear the Yan Xiao's clamor at all, but said coldly: "Can anyone tell me that in the past two days, who has given Venerable the medicine to regulate the brain domain and suppress the pain?"
Have you forgotten that I said that during the preparation for the operation, Your Excellency can only take the medicine I prescribed?
Or are some of you just trying to kill Your Holiness?
” As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was as silent as death.