The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 189 How can you help me?
Looking at the disgusted ointment in her hand, Yan Ruoli didn't bother to give it to him, and put it back in her pocket.

Sitting on the bed, Mo Lingtian watched them quarrel from beginning to end, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes.

"Your Majesty." Eunuch Wei's voice sounded from the door, accompanied by the sound of messy footsteps.

Yan Ruoli turned her head, and saw three people walking in behind Eunuch Wei, carrying a big bag.

Withdrawing his eyes from Yan Ruoli, Mo Lingtian looked at Eunuch Wei and asked, "What's going on?"

Didn't you call the imperial doctor?

How could you carry a bag back?
Yan Ruoli was also full of curiosity, but she didn't ask.

After all, the initiative now rests with others.

Eunuch Wei walked past Yan Ruoli without looking sideways, and came to Mo Lingtian and whispered a few words.

The smile on Mo Lingtian's face deepened, and his eyes fell on Yan Ruoli's face with a hint of complacency.

A chill rose for no reason, and Yan Ruoli's heart thumped.

At this time, the imperial doctor who was walking at the end ran over under the signal of Eunuch Wei, and began to examine Mo Lingtian before he even had time to ask An.

Now Yan Ruoli didn't have time to watch them busy, her eyes fell on the pockets carried by the two big men, she had 1 speculations in her mind, but none of them could be established.

This sudden change caught her off guard, and she felt that it was not a good thing.

"Your Majesty, several wounds have been properly bandaged. As for the toxicity, it is best to take the medicine in time and it has been contained. When the slaves go back and study it, the antidote will definitely be prepared within two hours, but..."

The imperial doctor was a little hesitant, his eyes fell on Eunuch Wei's face, as if asking him if he should speak.

Eunuch Wei's face darkened, and he said with displeasure, "Just what? Don't hurry up and say it."

The imperial doctor then continued: "It's just that the father-in-law has to look after the emperor, and he can't drink alcohol for seven days."

This is the most important thing. If drinking alcohol causes residual poison, there is no way for him to remedy it.

Without waiting for Mr. Wei to open his mouth, Mo Lingtian waved his hands and said, "Is there any other way?"

In the evening it was a palace banquet, how could his emperor not drink.

"Well, the poison on your body is quite special. Once you get drunk, it will cause huge waves and cause your old illness, the emperor. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and the imperial doctor looked at Mo Lingtian worriedly, fearing that if he was happy, he would chop off his own head.

The man frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Eunuch Wei immediately stepped forward to persuade him: "Your Majesty, your body is important, why not...cancel the palace banquet!"

If the palace banquet is not cancelled, the emperor will inevitably be unable to escape the minister's toast, so this palace banquet is not going to be held!

Mo Lingtian waved his hands, and refused with a solemn expression; "No, the palace banquet must be held as scheduled."

The meaning is obvious, he must drink this wine.

The imperial doctor hastily knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Your Majesty, I really have no other choice, so please forgive me."

In an instant, only the sound of kowtowing and the smell of blood permeated the air in the sleeping hall.

"Well, I can help." Yan Ruoli, who had been silent for a long time, raised her paw, thinking that she could show her courtesy at this time, and maybe she could get more bargaining chips for herself.

All eyes in the hall looked at her.

Yan Ruoli nodded confidently, her eyes were filled with the impression that you have to believe in sister, she is definitely a legend.

Mo Lingtian looked at the imperial doctor and said, "Go down!"

As if received an amnesty, the imperial doctor got up and ran away with the medicine box in hand.

Eunuch Wei hurriedly followed out, he needed to tell the imperial doctor not to talk nonsense.

"How can you help me?" Mo Lingtian asked Yan Ruoli without any expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)