Chapter 982 (1/2)

Give me a whip and a sugar.

Although the routine is very old-fashioned, it is very useful.

After receiving the crown prince's promise, the tension on the face of sugar coated wine finally eased slightly. With the permission of the fierce waves, they stood up one after another and stood by.

For menglang, since he has decided to assume the responsibility of the noon buffet of the holy night sacrifice, he doesn't have so free time. After a brief conversation with his father lying on the bed, he turned and left the room and went to the diplomatic reception room to meet the foreign missions.

”Teacher, what should I do now?”

After the crown prince left, the pharmacist on the side still looked at the sugar coated wine with a little nervous emotion.

The old man exhaled slightly and said, ”what else can we do? Let's just leave it there. Go and pull out the dead prisoners, (softly) but before sending them to your highness to witness, everyone will take another 1.5 dose of medicine. ”

Pharmacists on both sides got instructions, nodded one after another, turned and prepared to leave.

But at this time

”Why... Haven't... Started...?”

An old voice suddenly came from the bed, not only the members of the pharmacist, but also the waitresses and male servants on both sides. When they heard the voice, they immediately crowded to the bedside and looked at the old man on the bed who seemed to have run out of oil and light.

”Your Majesty, are you... Awake?”

The icing wine asked tentatively.

The old man on the bed turned his head slightly, his eyes deeply sunken in the eye sockets were full of turbid excrement yellow, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and said with a little voice of prayer——

”Why... Haven't... Started? Come on... I want to... Give me... Come on...! ”

The sugar coated wine and the pharmacists nearby were slightly stunned. They looked at each other. The sugar coated wine looked embarrassed, smiled and said: ”Your Majesty, your royal highness requests to postpone the injection... Please wait first...”

”Wait?! Why... Wait?! ”

The eyes that just appeared very turbid were suddenly full of blood at this moment! Although his voice was very weak, he could still hear the anger in his words.

”I... am the Emperor! Smelly boy... Why does he... Want me to... Wait?! ”

Seeing that the emperor was angry, the sugar coated wine and the pharmacists on the side quickly knelt down. Especially the sugar coated wine, he glanced at the needle tube still placed next to him and smiled awkwardly.

”Then... Then... Your majesty...”

For sugar coated wine, the current situation is very difficult.

The emperor wants an injection. That's no problem. But the problem is that the crown prince asked to put it on hold for the time being.

There is nothing wrong with blindly obeying the emperor's orders, but it is obvious that his Majesty's life is coming to an end, and it is not certain whether he can survive this winter. If the pharmacists disobey the crown prince at this time, it is difficult to guarantee how the position of the pharmacist family will change after the crown prince becomes the blue XIII emperor.

Therefore, the best way is for the crown prince to argue with the emperor here. If the crown prince can't resist the emperor and defaults to the injection, he will have no responsibility.

”Since the old man wants an injection so much, why do you think so much?”

But just when the sugar coated wine and others hesitated, a voice suddenly came in from the door.

When they turned around, they saw that the second prince of the blue bay Empire, the protagonist of today's 18th birthday, tide menglang, was wearing a loose long-distance running Pajama with an open chest, took a bite of an apple in one hand, leaned against the door frame and said frivolously——

”What am I doing? As I said, since the old man likes this injection so much, let him do it. After that, the old man should be more energetic. What are you waiting for here? ”

Seeing the tide and fierce waves, the sugar coated wine suddenly nodded like a sigh of relief and smiled with him. Then, he respectfully saluted the emperor on the bed and re directed the pharmacists nearby to prepare for the injection.

Before long, he picked up the needle tube, touched the position on the arm of blue XII, and the needle went in gently.

As the liquid in the syringe was slowly pushed into the blood vessels, the emperor, who just seemed very irritable and unbearable, suddenly showed an expression like coming to the fairyland.

He closed his eyes and began to silently enjoy a feeling that others might not understand at all. Even half opened his mouth and breathed gently. After a while, the old man even showed a gratifying smile at the dry corners of his mouth.