The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

"I don't want him to treat you, Yun Mumu, why don't you help me treat you? Are you not a dumb doctor? Aren't you the best in the world in medicine? I want you to treat..." Duan Yixuan shouted frantically, looking at Zhou Zhang who was approaching step by step with a needle.

There is no good thing, looking at Zhou Cheng's eyes, it is as if he wants to kill him.

How could he give him a needle sincerely.

"Your Majesty, if you are obedient, I will be more gentle. If you are disobedient, hehe..." Zhou Cheng stabbed Duan Yihuang with an evil smile.

I thought I would hear the impotent rage of the tyrant.

Unexpectedly, the tyrant just stared and snorted.

Well, for being so tolerant, respect him as a man.

呲!
Another needle was stuck.

Duan Yihuang's face was flushed, but he was able to use his strong self-control to control himself from shouting.

Because he knew that the louder he yelled, the more excited this little imperial doctor would be, and the harder he stabbed.

Anyway, his whole body is paralyzed, and he doesn't have much sensory nerves. Little imperial doctor, come here.

Half an hour later, Duan Yihuang was pierced with countless needles, just like a hedgehog.

All the clothes on his body were also taken off, leaving only a crotch cover.

Seeing that, Yun Mumu couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has received special training, and usually won't laugh unless... I can't help it... Hahahaha... I'm laughing to death..."

Where does Duan Yihuang still have Yunmumu, the only eye he can use is to stare at Zhou Cheng.

How much hate?He counted and already had [-] needles. Need more needles?
This little blackie not only carries a dagger, but also so many needles?
Yun Mumu, who almost died laughing, pointed at Duan Yihuang and asked, "Do we need so many needles?"

Zhou Cheng sneered, "No need."

Yun Mumu nodded: "Oh, I understand."

Duan Yihuang: Damn mentally retarded
For personal enmity, she deliberately asked Zhou Cheng to help the tyrant administer the needle.

In this way, the bad breath in Zhou Cheng's heart can be completely dispelled.

Afterwards, this Zhou Cheng will be willing to be used by her.

When it was confirmed that Duan Yihuang was covered all over and there was no place to stick the needle.

Zhou Cheng finally accepted his blackened heart.

Then he began to close the needle, and after finishing the needle, he put on the hood and left in the wind and snow.

After Zhou Cheng left, Yun Mumu squatted on the edge of Duan Yihuang's dragon couch with her chin in her hands.

A pair of misty eyes looked at the man, "Your Majesty, how are you?"

"What's the matter? I'm fine." The man snapped back stiffly.

Yun Mumu nodded, "Oh, it's good that it's okay, after that Zhou Cheng should come over every night to give you acupuncture."

"What? Every night?"

Just kill him.

"Your majesty, I believe that my concubine has the vision. Zhou Cheng is a good seedling who is studying medicine. He is extremely talented. Given time, he will definitely become a famous doctor of his generation."

Duan Yihuang didn't bother to talk to him. Whether that little blackie became a famous doctor had nothing to do with him, as long as he didn't come over and stab him.

Duan Yihuang suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why didn't you treat me?"

"Emperor, guess what?"

Duan Yihuang: "I guess it's your sister."

……

Both Ah Jiu and Bing Qiao went to rest, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

Just when Yun Mumu was about to sleep, Duan Yihuang suddenly said, "I have no hidden guards, and no dead men."