About half of the time it takes to drink a cup of tea as mentioned by the imperial physician has passed, and the emperor's breathing is sometimes there and sometimes not.

  "Listen up, kid! This is the imperial palace. One wrong word and you're a dead man!"

  Another imperial physician stepped forward, his face revealing an extremely unfriendly expression.

  "What nonsense! Who brought him in? Get him out of here quickly. The Emperor's illness has got even us old imperial physicians stumped, and yet this little yellow-mouthed kid dares to spout such arrogant words, claiming he can cure the Emperor's illness - what a huge joke!"

  The old man who spoke was very old, with a bony and rugged appearance, but his eyes were extremely sharp. He had served two generations of emperors, with superb medical skills, the number one doctor in the Great Yan Dynasty... Guo Buqiu.

  "Master Guo, don't get angry first, I believe in Liu Xiao's medical skills, he will definitely be able to cure the Emperor's illness."

  Chen Yusheng stood out, they can't cure it, doesn't mean others can't cure it either, these are two different concepts.

  "The Dragon Body of the Emperor is not something anyone can casually inspect, hurry up and get him out of the palace."

  More and more imperial physicians stood out, not giving Liu Wuxie a chance to treat him.

  With so many imperial physicians blocking the way and delaying treatment, the Emperor's illness will become more critical.

  Having an outsider treat the emperor's illness has no precedent since ancient times. The situation is urgent, and everything has its exceptions.

  "Little brother, can you really cure the emperor's illness?"

  A man in his fifties walked up to Liu Wuxie, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and looked at him differently from the other imperial physicians.

  This sorrow comes from the heart and is absolutely not pretended.

  "With the most one incense stick of time, I can make the emperor wake up. In an hour, he can get out of bed and walk around. In three days, his body will recover to its original state."

  Liu Wuxie's words came out, and everyone stared at him as if they were looking at a monster.

  Fan Zhen wanted to stop him several times, but the words had already been spoken and it was too late to stop them.

  If it weren't for the emperor's critical illness, everyone would have burst out laughing and scolded him as a madman.

  The Emperor's physical illness had been dragging on for several years, getting worse with each passing day. Yet, Liu Wuxie was able to restore him to normal in just three days, leaving even Chen Ruoyan looking like she didn't dare to believe it.

  "This is really true!"

  The old man grasped Liu Wuxie's right hand with both hands, his face filled with eagerness.

  "Strictly speaking, you shouldn't listen to his nonsense. This man is a madman. Throw him into prison immediately and wait for further instructions."

  Guo Buzhao was somewhat apprehensive of this Yan Lao, he was the number one divine doctor of the Great Yan Imperial Court, everyone knew that, but in their hearts they were very clear, when it came to medical skills being the first, it should be this Yan Lao standing in front of Liu Wuxie.

  Because he never vied for fame or profit, quietly devoting himself to medical research, he regarded reputation as rather insignificant.

  "The Emperor is critically ill. Why don't we give him a chance? Whether or not he can be cured, as long as there's a glimmer of hope, we cannot give up. Does everyone agree?"

  Mr. Yan's gaze fell on Guo Buqiu's face, could it be that they were all afraid of the awakening of the Human Emperor?

  Although it was not explicitly stated, the meaning in Lao's words was clearly expressed.

  The Human Emperor is in a precarious situation, why not let Liu Wu Xie try, everyone is doing their best to stop him, what's the purpose? There is only one possibility, they don't want the Human Emperor to wake up.

  Even hoping for the emperor's quick death.

  "If this child does not treat people as a king should, it is deceiving the ruler and cheating those above him, which is a capital offense. I hope he will think carefully about this."

  Kuo Buqiu let out a cold snort, his expression growing colder by the second.

  It's impossible to cure a tyrannical emperor, it is a crime against the ruler, and no one can protect him.

  Yan Lao's gaze turned to Liu Wu Xie, but he didn't dare take the lead in this matter either, after all it involved Liu Wu Xie's life and death.

  "After a stick of incense, the Emperor cannot wake up, I will end my life on the spot!" Liu Wuxie's voice was sonorous and powerful. "If I am cured, what should Guo Shen Yi do?" he asked Guo Buqiu back.

  All along, Guo Buqiu jumped up and down, three times five times blocking Liu Wuxie's move, the purpose is self-evident.

  "If Ren Huang wakes up with a sniff of incense, I'll slap myself ten times!"

  Kuo Buqiu's eyes were cold and terrifying, with a thick murderous aura surging towards Liu Wuxie. The Emperor was not yet dead, but the struggle had already begun.

  "I hope you keep your word!" Liu Wuxie said, and walked towards the dragon bed.

  In the eyes of King Yong Xiang, a boundless killing intent was released, and a terrifying force was brewing, forming an invisible giant palm that pressed down on Liu Wu Xie.

  Absolutely no one is allowed to ruin his good fortune, the Great Yan Imperial Court is about to fall into his hands, and if the Emperor wakes up, all efforts will be in vain.

  "King Yongzhao, I beg of you to restrain yourself!"

  Fan Zhen stretched out his hand and swept it across, also a phantom palm, blocking Yong Xiang Wang.

  Invisible waves shattered all the thin gauze in the bedroom, turning them into countless dust particles that disappeared between heaven and earth.

  Liu Wuxie felt a surge of great strength coming from behind his back, and his body swayed slightly.

  The moment Yong Xiang Wang made his move, he sensed it, because he was very clear that Fan Zhen would definitely make a move to stop him.

  Walking to the edge of the dragon bed, the ghostly eyes had already probed into every tendon and vein in the Emperor's body, presenting a complete picture in his mind, with a large amount of information feeding back.

  Everyone held their breath, with tension and cold smiles, the Human Emperor could die at any moment.

  Even if it were the great Lu Dongbin, he couldn't save him now.

  He took out ten silver needles, arranged them in a row, and ran his hand over the needles, which emitted a series of humming sounds.

  Quick as lightning, the first silver needle pierced into Ren Huang's people middle acupoint.

  Also on the upper lip, extremely fast.

  Before everyone could react, the silver needle had already entered.

  Chen Yusheng clenched his fists tightly, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks continuously, extremely tense at this moment.

  Innumerable lives were in the hands of Liu Wuxie alone.

  When the emperor dies, the world will be in great chaos, and countless families will be torn apart and die in war.

  One by one, silver needles were inserted at the temples, Baihui point, Zhongzhu point...

  Each one is a fatal acupuncture point, and if there is any slight mistake, the emperor will die immediately.

  Yan Lao stood on the other side of the dragon bed, while others did not dare to get close, only he was quietly watching Liu Wuxie performing his magical needle technique.

  Ten silver needles pierced in, Ren Huang remained motionless.

  He patted his hands and Liu Wuxie walked out, standing on one side of the dragon bed, with a pale face.

  "It's been a long time since I've used the Heavenly Needle technique, and my hands are quite rusty. It shouldn't be too difficult to cure the Emperor's illness." Yu Wu Xie said quietly to himself.

  "Is that it?"

  Guo Buqiu took a few steps forward, with a puzzled expression on his face.

  This doesn't work at all, a few injections can cure the disease, what a joke.

  "What do you think?"

  Liu Wuxie's mouth corner floated a cold smile, Inverse Heaven Ten Needles, but it was the only divine needle in Lingyun Xianjie.

  "Come and burn incense!"

  King Yongxian shouted loudly, and the old eunuch quickly took out an incense stick, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner.

  Time flows silently, except for Liu Wuxie, everyone's facial expression changes constantly.

  Fan Zhen's face showed a hint of worry, and he wanted to speak up several times but held back.

  "Kid, how long can you keep up this act? The incense is almost burnt out, and the Emperor still shows no signs of waking up."

  Kuo Pu-chiu laughed coldly, and the sandalwood incense was now only one-third left, soon to be extinguished.

  Liu Wuxie raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light that shot towards Guo Buqiu's eyes.

  Rustle rustle rustle......

  Unable to withstand Liu Wuxie's terrifying eyes, Guo Buqiu actually retreated repeatedly, shocking everyone present.

  Kuo Pu-chiu repeatedly ridiculed himself and wanted to put himself in a dead end, it is clear that he has long been a person of Yung Hsiang-wang.

  "You're just a mediocre doctor, what qualifications do you have to question others?"

  Liu Wuxie actually scolded him as a mediocre doctor, making Guo Buqiu's anger rise three feet.

  He was the number one imperial physician of the Great Yan Dynasty, but being scolded as a mediocre doctor was like slapping him in the face, and he wouldn't be able to hold his head up afterwards.

  "You dare to scold me as a mediocre doctor."

  Guo Buzhao was furious and actually wanted to beat Liu Wuxie severely.

  "Even this minor illness can't be cured, what else is it but quackery?"

  Liu Wu's words were full of sarcasm and ridicule, without leaving any room for sentiment or courtesy.

  With so many people present, most of whom want him dead, why bother being polite to them?

  "Master Guo, why bother with someone as insignificant as him? There are still thirty breaths left, and the Emperor is not yet awake. Let's see how he will account for himself."

  Several imperial physicians walked forward and stood in a row with Guo Buqiu, all of whom were equally matched.

  "You're right, why should I get angry with a junior, let's see how he'll account for himself later."

  Guo Buzhao calmed down the anger on his face. Anyway, Liu Wuxie was bound to die, and there was no need to treat a dead man with courtesy.

  Chen Yusheng wanted to speak up several times, but was stopped by Liu Wuxie's gaze.

  This is not the time for talking, since he said it, he must be able to do it.

  "Ten more breaths!"

  The youngest imperial physician started the countdown, but the emperor still showed no signs of waking up. Chen Yusheng was anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, and he couldn't sit or stand still.

  Within five breaths of time from the incense stick, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Yong Xiang Wang's mouth.

  "Come on in!"

  Guo Buqiu summoned a voice, and two palace guards walked in from outside the door, waiting for orders at any time.

  "Throw this little brat into a big prison and wait for his punishment!"

  There are two more breaths of time left, and the sandalwood incense has already burned to its tail end and will soon go out.

  Watching the agarwood extinguish bit by bit, Chen Yusheng instead revealed a hint of relief. Perhaps he had expected too much, even Old Yan couldn't do anything about it. How could Liu Wuxie, so young, possibly cure the Emperor's illness?

  "Little one, is there anything else you want to say? The incense has already gone out."

  Guo Buzhao's face was venomous, the time had arrived, but the Human Emperor had yet to awaken.

  Just as he was about to order his guards to seize Liu Wuxie, a soft murmuring sound came from the dragon bed.

  "Who gave you the guts to arrest someone in front of me?"

  A majestic voice came from the dragon bed, and Ren Huang woke up in front of the half-column incense, but he pretended not to wake up.

  Their conversation between them was heard clearly.

  At the moment when time arrived, he suddenly spoke up.

  Upon hearing the Emperor's voice, all the imperial physicians knelt down together, trembling with fear.

  Only Liu Wujie, Fan Zhen, Chen Yusheng and Yong Xiang Wang remained standing.

  "Help me up!"

  The Emperor spoke for the second time. Chen Ruoyan quickly stepped forward, supported her father, took out a soft cushion and placed it behind him, facing everyone present.

  Apart from being slightly pale, his eyes were extremely sharp, scanning every person in the room, and when they landed on Yong Wang's face, they locked gazes for three breaths.

  "I woke up, aren't you surprised."

  This time, his gaze fell on the twelve imperial physicians, and the faint imperial majesty pressed them to the point of breathlessness.

  Long in a high position, that kind of superior's aura gives people a great deal of pressure.

  "Heaven bless our Great Yan Imperial Court, the people are awakened, it is a blessing for our Great Yan Imperial Court."

  Guo Buqiu knelt down and repeatedly congratulated him, rejoicing that Emperor Xian had awakened.

  "My good brother, I've come around, are you very disappointed?"

  Ren Huang did not reason with Guo Buqiu and interrogated Yong Xiang Wang.

  "My royal brother's body has recovered, I'm so happy I can hardly contain myself, how could I be disappointed?"

  Yong Xiang Wang's facial expression changed very quickly, and he didn't show any signs of anger. Indeed, he was a cunning old fox.

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