Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 912: I don’t like the feeling of being out of control

Seeing the silver needle in her hand, Long Yang frowned and withdrew his hand, "Madam, why is this? Haven't you already diagnosed me?"

Ling Lihua explained: "Just now I noticed something wrong with your pulse condition, but I can't diagnose what kind of poison you have. I want to make a further diagnosis and hope that the emperor can give you some blood." When he said this, She gritted her teeth a little.

Although this is her son-in-law, since when did she treat others in such a humble manner?

If she hadn't been entrusted by her daughter, she wouldn't have seen him.

Lu Hetian was very annoyed when he saw that his daughter-in-law was mad at her son-in-law.

If it wasn't for Wei Wei's sake, she really wanted to drag him away.

Is the emperor great?

When you are sick, you should cooperate with the doctor. Do you need to be on guard that others will murder him?

Lu Liangwei felt a little helpless, stepped forward, took the silver needle from Ling Lihua, then turned to Long Yang and said, "Please give me the emperor's hand."

Long Yang glanced at the long silver needle in her hand, and frowned.

Lu Liangwei said patiently: "Your Majesty, just **** it, it won't hurt."

As soon as she finished speaking, Long Yang immediately stretched out his hand, his eyes were indifferent, but his eyebrows were furrowed, revealing his anxiety.

Lu Liangwei twitched his mouth, held his finger, and neatly pricked his index finger.

Bright red blood beads immediately popped out.

She quickly accepted it with a cup.

After filling the blood, Lu Liang slightly let go of Long Yang's hand, handed the cup to Ling Lihua, and then wiped Long Yang's blood-stained fingers with a handkerchief.

After wiping, she saw something wrong with Long Yang's face, she froze for a moment, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, "Your Majesty?"

Long Yang came back to his senses, grasped her hand, and said in a daze: "This scene seems to be similar, it seems that there was a person who took my blood like this..."

When Lu Liangwei heard the words, he immediately understood, his face was gentle, "The emperor forgot, I once took your blood."

Long Yang frowned, "But I don't have your memory in my mind."

"It doesn't matter, you just forgot it temporarily, and you will remember it later." Lu Liangwei said firmly.

Long Yang was silent.

When Lu Liang slightly pricked his hand just now, he had a vague picture in his mind, as if someone had pricked his hand like this before and took his blood.

But he couldn't recall the man's face.

He doesn't like the feeling of being out of control.

Ling Lihua put down the cup in his hand, and looked at Long Yang solemnly.

Seeing Lu Liangwei, he was a little nervous, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Ling Lihua frowned and said: "From the diagnosis, the emperor is indeed poisoned, and I just now judged from the smell and color of the blood, the emperor must have been poisoned by Gu."

Lu Liang was slightly startled, "Gu poison?" She had seen a description of this poison in an ancient medical book, but she had never encountered it before. Unexpectedly, the emperor was poisoned by this poison.

And the symptoms shown by the emperor really looked like he had been poisoned by Gu poison.

Although the appearance is the same, his temper has become impetuous and irritable, and his memory is confused and even lost.

The emperor is in line with all these.

It's just that, as far as she knows about the Gu poison, once a person is poisoned by it, not only will the above symptoms occur, but they will also go mad and hurt others.

But apart from the above symptoms, the emperor did not have the latter.

At least, when he was angry, he never hurt her at all.

Ling Lihua nodded, "That's right. This kind of Gu poison is a kind of poison in southern Xinjiang. It belongs to heretics. It is refined by people with bad intentions and used to control others."