Chapter 809 This Is Regicide! This Is Rebellion!

Emperor Qianling's current pulse is weak and unstable, but he is not terminally ill.

It was impossible for such a sudden syncope to cause no movement despite all the first aid measures. Liu Wei had made a guess before, and now, this guess came true.

Emperor Qian Ling was pretending to be faint at the moment.

In the main hall, just when Huang Er was brought up and the case was about to come to an end and the ugly truth about the harem was revealed, Emperor Qian Ling fainted.

To say that he was pretending to be dizzy is probably not accurate.

Emperor Qian Ling might have really fainted at that time, but he woke up again soon, but now, Emperor Qian Ling is obviously planning to make the mistake right.

Although Liu Wei didn't know what Emperor Qian Ling's purpose was and why he had such a big reaction after seeing Huang Er, Liu Wei didn't intend to let Emperor Qian Ling succeed.

If you can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, that's because the method is not extreme enough. Use the most extreme method. Not to mention pretending to be asleep, even pretending to be dead can make you fake a corpse!

Liu Wei pulled out the silver needle, picked up another silver needle with a calm expression, and stabbed Emperor Qian Ling in the face.

One stick, two sticks, three sticks, four sticks...

It wasn't until Emperor Qian Ling was almost stabbed into a hedgehog that Liu Wei retracted his hand, with a relaxed expression on his face and said, "I'll wake up in a quarter of an hour."

Everyone looked at Liu Wei with doubt.

The queen originally wanted to continue questioning Liu Wei, but at this juncture, she was worried about the health of the emperor's dragon body after all, so she held back in the end.

The imperial doctors shook their heads repeatedly and said that Liu Wei was fooling around, but they did not stop him even though they said so.

The reason is very simple. The emperor's current dragon body is a hot potato. They are at the end of their rope and have nothing to do. If this continues, Taiyuan Hospital will not be able to escape being accused!

Well now, someone took the initiative to take over this hot potato, which undoubtedly solved the problem for them. They were happy to put aside the relationship, so how could they get into trouble again?

Only a few stubborn old doctors always wanted to stop him, but were held tightly by his students.

The old doctor was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but people are selfish. They couldn't cure the emperor. Not only one person suffered, but the entire hospital, and the family members of all the doctors in the hospital.

In this way, the implication was very high. The old doctor was stubborn, but he could not harm other colleagues, let alone the wife, children and children in the mansion, so he tolerated it.

A quarter of an hour was not long or short. When the time limit was reached, Liu Wei stepped forward and took out the silver needles one by one.

Liu Wei's movements are smooth and natural, making it impossible to see anything wrong.

Although acupuncture has long been extinct in Qingyun Dynasty, people have long said that Mr. Liu is the only remaining successor.

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I don’t know whether it is true or false, but maybe it is a miracle.

And the miracle was indeed revealed in front of everyone.

When the last needle was pulled out, Emperor Qian Ling, who had been unconscious, frowned slightly, and then, as if from discomfort, Emperor Qian Ling's originally pale face turned red.

"Your Majesty..." The queen immediately stepped forward to take a look, her eyes filled with surprise and joy.

Liu Wei blocked the queen and said: "The queen."

The queen doesn't like Liu Wei, but now for the sake of the dragon's health, she can only take a step back.

The imperial doctors looked at each other in confusion, and all of them sighed, it turned out that the acupuncture technique was really so good, and just these few needles could actually bring the dead back to life.

Even the most stubborn old doctor had extinguished his anger towards Liu Wei and looked at Liu Wei with brighter eyes.

Everyone thought that Liu Wei was outstanding in art and could only save people for a moment, but looking at Emperor Qian Ling's distressed expression, Rong Leng understood that things were far from that simple.

In fact, things are indeed not simple.

Liu Wei wanted to use the most extreme cruel method to wake up Emperor Qian Ling who was pretending to be asleep. The so-called extreme must be the ultimate extreme.

What is the thing that people can’t live without? It's air!

Liu Wei just twisted the silver needle, inserted it into the dragon's body, and injected a total of thirty-six needles on Emperor Qian Ling's body. The purpose was to block his meridians and block all the vital points. When the silver needle is pulled out, these areas cannot be cleared, and the air inhaled from the mouth cannot even reach the respiratory tract smoothly.

To put it bluntly, Liu Wei directly blocked Emperor Qian Ling's instinctive ability to receive air. If a person loses air, can he still survive?

Liu Wei looked at Emperor Qian Ling's increasingly uncomfortable face and counted silently in his heart, one, two, three...

When Liu Wei counted to the tenth, Emperor Qian Ling suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of tiger eyes, looking at everyone in horror and panic.

Seeing that Emperor Qian Ling was awake, the queen pushed Liu Wei away and walked over. Her eyes were red and she called: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

Emperor Qian Ling did not look at the queen. Emperor Qian Ling just opened his mouth wide, trying to breathe, but no matter what, he couldn't feel the air.

Emperor Qian Ling's face became more and more ugly, his face became redder and redder, and the veins on his forehead even burst out from the pain.

Seeing that something was wrong with the emperor, the queen hurriedly held the emperor's hand and asked nervously: "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Doctor, doctor, come here and have a look!"

A group of imperial doctors immediately came forward. Once there were more people, Liu Wei was squeezed into a corner.

Liu Wei didn't care and just stood there with his head lowered.

The imperial doctors surrounded Emperor Qian Ling to check, and finally they all said: "The emperor has woken up, and there should be no serious problem. It's just that the pulse is short. It seems that the previous fainting has injured the root. After a while, it will be fine." Nothing happens."

When Liu Wei heard this, the pride in her heart was not obvious at all. Yes, respiratory problems can't be solved by checking the pulse and ordinary medical skills can't solve it.

But if these imperial doctors stretched out their hands to detect Ling Emperor's breath, they would find that he was almost out of breath.

But, if a living person looks at you with wide eyes, how can you think that this person is out of breath?

The imperial doctors all said that Emperor Qian Ling was fine, but as the person involved, Emperor Qian Ling only had one feeling. He was about to die, and it wouldn't take long before he could hold on to a cup of tea.

Emperor Qian Ling couldn't feel angry or breathe. His whole body seemed to be blocked. Only a pair of eyes could be opened. He couldn't even speak.

Emperor Qian Ling turned away and glared fiercely at Liu Wei who was standing in the corner.

This is regicide!

This is rebellion!

Emperor Qian Ling wanted to say this loudly, but his breathing was about to be cut off, so how could he still have the strength to speak.

Liu Wei felt a pair of extremely angry, murderous eyes projected onto her. She lowered her head slightly, knowing exactly who was looking at her.

Liu Wei knew very well that as long as she waited a little longer, the modern five minutes would be five minutes...

There is a limit to how long a person can hold his breath, especially for an old man like Emperor Qian Ling. Perhaps this dog emperor wouldn't be able to hold on for even one minute.

As long as she waits a little longer, she can kill this man with her own hands.

The hatred of killing his father was a life-and-death affair. Even though Liu Wei rarely mentioned it, he never forgot how his father Liu Huan died.

No one can stay calm forever when facing the enemy who killed his father.

In particular, the opponent has his eyes closed, has no force, and has completely lost the power to give orders. He is like a piece of dead meat on a chopping board in front of you, and you can chop it into pieces as you wish.

At this time, hatred cannot be controlled.