After her death, the emperors of the seven kingdoms all went mad

Mo Ci's angry shout made Lan Xin lose all face. She wiped her tears and ran out without looking back.

[Mo Ci, I will make you regret it! ]

Lan Zhi and Lan Xin have been at odds with each other since childhood. She feels extremely happy when she sees Lan Xin unhappy.

As soon as the imperial physician and the others left, Mo Ci, who was holding his chest, could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood...

Lan Zhi, who was standing aside, had her eyes widened.

I rely on!

Is his qi and blood attacking his heart and causing him to vomit blood?

How pretentious! He has so many beauties but he doesn't use them. It's really a waste of time to be an emperor.

[Host, before finding the Purple Star Emperor, the seven emperors must not be in danger of their lives, otherwise this world will collapse. Please pay attention, host.]

The system's voice suddenly sounded in Lan Zhi's mind.

"What did you say?!"

"What about playing with me?"

[This system will not play tricks on the host, it will only serve the host. Please be aware that if the world collapses, you will also disappear. ]

Lan Zhi:........

"Come here." Mo Ci suddenly said.

Lan Zhi took a step back, protecting his chest with both hands: "I am a man now, it would be bad if Your Majesty developed a homosexual habit."

Mo Ci rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm not interested in you. The more I look at you, the calmer you become. Just sit there."

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

From now on, whoever wants to put out a fire should find the most annoying person.

See if you can soften it in a few minutes.

"Cough cough cough...."

Mo Ci choked on the blood he vomited.

Lan Zhi felt helpless, she was really afraid that he would die.

"Your Majesty, you are not going to force it, are you? How about we give you some cold water to soak in or you can...solve it yourself?"

Mo Ci gave her a glare: "This medicine is a magical medicine from the Western Regions...whatever you said is useless."

Lan Zhi's mouth twitched. Isn't this just part of the play between the male and female protagonists in the novel?

Forget it, let’s see if the method I learned in the world of immortal cultivation can save him.

After all, saving him is also saving yourself.

"How about I give you a few needles? I've learned acupuncture before, maybe it can help you feel better."

Mo Ci didn't say anything. It was obvious that he didn't believe her.

Lan Zhi curled her lips and said, "If you don't believe it, then forget it. Just die if you want to."

At this time, the guards outside the door spoke: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician prepared some cold-relief medicine soup, saying it can calm the dryness."

"Bring it in."

The guard brought in the medicine soup, and Lan Zhi could tell what medicine was in the soup just by sniffing it.

When she first made the elixir, it was comparable to Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs.

"You can't drink this medicine!"

The imperial physician standing outside the door was displeased when he heard this. His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for Lan Zhi to hear: "What does a yellow-haired kid know?"

Lan Zhi stopped the guard: "This medicine is only temporarily suppressing it. Once it breaks out, he will be more dangerous!"

"Get out of the way." Guard Liu Dong pushed Lan Zhi away and handed the medicine to Mo Ci.

"You really can't drink this medicine!"

Mo Ci ignored her, took the bowl and drank it in one gulp.

Lan Zhi was so angry that she wanted to flip the table. If you guys want to die, can you please not drag me with you?

Do you really think she wants to care whether he lives or dies?

Trash!

Trash!

She found a stool and sat down, picked up the snacks on the table, crossed her legs and started eating as if no one was around.

Do whatever you want.

Mo Ci just glanced at her and said nothing.

After a short while, he felt that the attack on his heart was stabilizing.

Fortunately, I didn't believe the words of a fool.

Although she is a little different today, she is still a good-for-nothing person after all.

Apart from being given a nominal position as prime minister, she is nothing.

After half a cup of tea, he felt that the heat in his body seemed to have almost subsided.

"Let the imperial physician come in." He said to Liudong.

"Yes."

The imperial physician came in quickly to check his pulse again, with a look of joy on his face: "Your Majesty, as long as you rest for another half an hour, the effect of the previous medicine will be completely suppressed, and the dragon's body will be fine."

Lan Zhi, who was eating snacks, chuckled, "If I can't suppress it, it will be so cool..."

"Prime Minister Lan, do you know medicine?" the imperial physician asked sarcastically.

"Know a little."

"You know a little bit, but you dare to speak so arrogantly here? I don't know where you learned it from, and you are so proud of yourself."

Lan Zhi shrugged: "If you say so, then so be it."

The quotes from scumbag men are just right for this place, there is no point in saying more.

Mo Ci didn't say anything and stood up to return to his bedroom.

He walked out with his long legs. Just as he reached the door, he felt a burning sensation in his chest and a surge of blood.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Mo Ci's eyes went dark, and he fell backwards.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"Quick, imperial physician, come and take a look!"

A group of people hurriedly carried Mo Ci back to the bed.

After the imperial physician took the patient's pulse, his face turned pale with fear, he was sweating profusely, and his hands, which were suspended in mid-air, were shaking constantly.

Liu Dong asked anxiously: "How is your Majesty now?"

"I...I...Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Tell me now!"

"Your Majesty, your blood is rushing to your heart. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of what?!"

"I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for another hour." The imperial physician said, then knelt on the ground.

It's over. He is completely finished.

Lan Zhi put down the snacks, walked over and kicked the doctor away.

She quickly took a few pulses on Mo Ci's body, then turned to ask the imperial physician kneeling on the ground: "Do you have any silver needles?"

"Yes, yes!"

The imperial physician rummaged through his medical bag with shaking hands, took out a small cloth bag, and tried twice to open the bag without success.

Lan Zhi snatched it away, untied the bag neatly, and spread it out to reveal a row of silver needles.

She pulled out the needle and was about to insert it, but Liudong suddenly pressed her hand and asked, "Can you do it?"

"How about you come?"

"...How about you stab me first?"

"also."

Lan Zhi gave Liudong two stitches with two whooshes, and then took out the needle and started to give Mo Ci acupuncture.

"Why can't I move?" Liu Dong asked in a panic, "Can you do it?"

Lan Zhi gave him another injection, and this time Liudong was speechless.

Liudong's eyes widened in surprise. Now he could neither speak nor move.

After Lan Zhi gave Mo Ci an injection at the Baihui acupoint, she helped him sit up.

"Help him up."

Her words seemed to have magical power, and the imperial physician obediently climbed onto the bed and helped Mo Ci up.

She stripped him of his clothes without hesitation and inserted the needle calmly and efficiently.

Every shot is quick, accurate and ruthless.

The imperial physician standing by was stunned. He had been practicing medicine for forty years, but he could not grasp the acupuncture points as accurately as she did.

After thirteen needles, Lan Zhi gave Mo Ci four more needles in the chest.

"Is this the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles? No, why are there four more needles at the end?"

Lan Zhi didn't answer him, but raised her hand to help Liudong remove the needle.

As soon as Liu Dong was able to move, he lay down beside the bed and looked at his master: "When will your majesty wake up?"

"do not know."

"Don't know? Then did the needle you gave me work?"

"do not know."

Anyway, as long as the world doesn't collapse, it proves that he is still alive.

In fact, Lan Zhi had no confidence either.

Are the methods she learned in the world of immortal cultivation actually useful?