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Text Chapter 1198 Let you call me a disaster

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    "Since your master has spoken, you will naturally go." Prince Mo kept smiling.  Mr. Leopard and Mr. Python next to him didn¡¯t understand at first, but they soon started laughing.  ¡°You¡¯re just waiting to see the joke, right?¡± Wu Zhe curled his lips angrily.  Prince Mo waved his fan and said: "Go quickly, be careful that the master of Yuanzhu Palace will punish you." "Be careful, I really healed the eldest prince." Wu Zhe counterattacked with words.  "Even if the treatment is cured, it is not your fault. It can only be said that the eldest prince's fate is like this." Prince Mo smiled slightly and did not explain much.  However, Wu Zhe and others understood that what he meant was that if the eldest prince did not succeed in seizing the throne, he would have to be killed.  "Ruthless enough, this is the kind of ruthlessness only a generation of kings and emperors can have, right?"  Wu Zhe murmured in his heart that if Princess Qing also wanted to be the queen, there would be a lot of excitement between the two of them.  Maybe this is a good way to weaken Wu Guo?  Wu Zhe walked out thinking.  However, civil strife in Wuhan will definitely lead to disaster for the people, and it is ordinary people who will suffer.  Wu Zhe was hesitant in his heart.  The typical otaku's lack of decisiveness showed up at this moment, and she indeed did not have the qualifications to travel through Long Aotian and dominate the world.  Of course, this is called gentleness in the galgame Mr. Mang accompanied Wu Zhe to the Zongren Mansion. The head of the Zongren Mansion was already waiting outside.  "Oh, sir. How dare you, my little girl, bother you to greet me?" Wu Zhe was polite.  "Miss Zhou is so grateful that I can come here. I'm so grateful." Even though Wu Zhe refused for the first time, the head of the Zongren Mansion seemed to have nothing to do with it, and looked grateful: "Thank you so much, Xianguan.  "Although the person in charge knew that she came because of the master of the Yuanzhu Hall, after all, the other party's identity was of great importance, and she had every reason to refuse to visit her.  Who happened?  Great prince!  The eldest prince cut his little brother into pieces himself!  The person in charge almost wanted to cry.  Although he knew that this matter had nothing to do with the Zongren Mansion and that there was definitely something fishy going on, who made it happen in the Zongren Mansion?  The eldest prince has returned to the palace as an adult. If he doesn't make trouble, his life will be in danger.  Therefore, as soon as the Zongren Mansion found out that something had happened, they immediately tried their best to recruit people everywhere.  Since everyone knew that Zhou Zhiruo was from Prince Mo, the person in charge immediately sent someone to invite her.  But he first ran to invite the master of Yuanzhu Palace in person.  After the Master of Yuanzhu Palace arrived, he first tried to stop the bleeding.  However, the location of the injury was too embarrassing. The master of Yuanzhu Hall had never had any experience in treating serious problems in this area, and the only ones who had experienced similar problems were eunuchs.  Of course, there is already a Jingshi Room to manage, so who can ask someone with the status of the Master of Yuanzhu Palace to treat him?  The sincere Master of Yuanzhu Hall did not consider so many political issues. Hearing that his first invitation to Zhou Zhiruo was rejected, he simply used his own name to find his apprentice for help.  She felt that based on the apprentice's previous cooperation experience, especially the fine control of vitality.  It is definitely quite suitable for treating the eldest prince's injuries.  In the courtyard where key prisoners of the Zongren Mansion were imprisoned, miserable cries of pain continued to come from a house.  This is the eldest prince howling in pain.  It is said that he fainted at first, but the master of the Yuanzhu Palace came to deliver some vitality, which actually revived him, making the unlucky guy even more miserable.  In the outer hall of the ward, Wu Zhe met the master of Yuanzhu Hall and paid his respects as a master.  "Zhiruo, come and help my master to treat the eldest prince. I'm afraid it won't be easy to take him back after a long time." The master of Yuanzhu Palace pulled Wu Zhe seriously and said.  Wu Zhe scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "Master this is about it my disciple has something to report."  If you can understand there must be a hidden meaning.  The head of the Zongren Mansion understands the matter even more.  He immediately coughed softly and said, "Well, I still have something to do, so I'll leave the treatment to the two masters." He resigned and left with the people around him.  "Master, the eldest prince has taken refuge in the palace as a life-saving measure. Think about what plight he is in now? Otherwise, he might not even be able to save his life" Wu Zhe lowered his voice and briefly explained to the master of Yuanzhu Palace.  .  Of course, she would not say that the idea was hers, nor would she mention that Emperor Xuanwu and Prince Mo intervened or even nodded their approval.  "There are so many ways in this?!" The master of Yuanzhu Hall frowned.  Wu Zhe explained while the iron was hot: "The royal family is involved in the great cause of succession, and it has always been bloody. Taking a knife and cutting it yourself is considered a trivial matter. In fact, if the eldest prince can survive with this knife, it is already considered good luck." "But he was injured.  After all, that place is the most important place for men, and it is also where the heirs of human relations are." The master of Yuanzhu Palace is very troubled by this kind of thing, and he is very instinctive.I hate this kind of planning and can't help but curse in a low voice: "I don't know who gave the eldest prince this idea. It's really unethical."  I am the one who lacks virtue Wu Zhe was quite speechless.  "No matter what, as Yuan Healers, it is our duty to save people's lives." The Master of Yuan Healing Hall stated his position: "Just follow your wishes and do not repair the places that were cut by treatment." Wu Zhe made it.  The next job of the Master of Yuanzhu Hall is to help stop the bleeding and save the life of the eldest prince.  When he saw the eldest prince, Wu Zhe didn't know how to describe this unlucky guy. ? If I say it more lyrically.  The eldest prince on the sick bed had a very complex look in his eyes.  ¡°To put it bluntly, the eldest prince on the sickbed was in a state where he wanted to scold his mother but didn¡¯t dare. He showed a look of remorse and regret towards Zhou Zhiruo who came to treat him.  The lower body pain and mental torture reached its peak when Wu Zhe arrived.  "Trouble" the eldest prince said without hesitation, then his eyes turned white and he fainted.  "That's good, it saves a lot of pain." Wu Zhe calmly sat down by the bed and treated the eldest prince's injuries with the master of Yuanzhu Palace.  She understood that it was the eldest prince scolding her, and the little bit of guilt disappeared without a trace.  Once the treatment direction is clear, everything will be easy.  Under the treatment of two top Yuan Healing masters, this kind of self-uterine injury is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.  The treatment position was awkward, and even though the original filth could not be seen, the master of the Yuanzhu Hall felt dizzy with heat.  Looking secretly at his apprentice, Master Yuanzhu was surprised to find that she didn't even show any signs of blushing or shyness.  After being stunned for a moment, the Master of Yuanzhu Hall not only praised him secretly: "Zhiruo, this is what everyone has done. Doctors regard all living beings as equals. How can men and women be distinguished?"  The master of Yuanzhu Hall was very satisfied with his disciple and concentrated on treating him together.  In less than half a cup of tea, the wound stopped bleeding.  It's just that the protrusions are gone.  "By the way, I forgot to insert a straw to connect the water." Wu Zhe slapped his forehead and said with regret: "There is no other way, let's do it again." Let you say that I am a disaster!  (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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