Chapter 674.2 - Offense, it hurts to think about (Part 2) (2/2)

Before Imperial Doctor Zhu left, although he fed him an antidote, the effect was too mediocre that it could just barely suppress the toxin. Xuanyuan Zhi couldn’t die, no matter how painful it was.

Xuanyuan Zhi was not someone who couldn’t bear the pain, but the pain penetrated up to his bone marrow. As if a hand had been inserted into his abdomen, stirring constantly.

“Ah…” Xuanyuan Zhi tried to endure and shouted in pain: “Come here, come over here. Where did the imperial doctor die? Come over here, otherwise, this prince will kill you.”

Xuanyuan Zhi lost his mind in pain. He had forgotten that this was the eastern military camp. He thought he was in the central empire, surrounded by thousands of people.

“Someone, someone…” Xuanyuan Zhi shouted. His body curled up into a ball as blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He looked terrifying.

The soldier guarding him looked hesitant, wondering if he should go and invite a doctor to Xuanyuan Zhi.

If he invites a doctor, who will he invite?

“Doctor Zhu is treating wangfei, who are we going to invite?” The little soldiers looked at each other, but they only looked at themselves. They don’t know what to do.

They didn’t have the guts to go and rob the doctor treating their princess.

“Uh, Imperial Doctor Zhu said, he won’t die, just leave him be.” A rough big man hesitated, then said confidently, and finally added: “Wangye said, as long as people don’t die that’s enough. We don’t need to worry about the rest. If you think he is noisy, just gag his mouth.”

“That’s right, put a rag in his mouth, and he won’t be able to make noise.” The little soldier turned around and found two rags, picked up Xuanyuan Zhi roughly, then put the rags into his mouth. Then as if he was throwing rags, he throw people to the ground.

After doing all this, the little soldier went out. He didn’t look at Xuanyuan Zhi, so he didn’t see the pool of blood under his head… …