Chapter 1302: Chilan-like son

The voice of Chu Yu’s voice was raised a few degrees.
Bai Yanxiao smiled: "Also, it is not, I am planning to come to you to discuss, you are the emperor, maybe there is a way to get the hail, so that you can cure Song Lang. After all, Song Lang becomes the present, but also for You, we can't sit back and ignore it, it's too inhuman."
If Bai Hao wants to say this, he feels much better in his heart, and he is more comfortable.
"You don't care about this, I will handle it." Chu said again: "I will send someone to pick up Song Lang into the palace. Although he is poisonous, he should still be able to see a doctor." Song Lang's medical skills are Very good, he knows.
After two hours, Song Lang entered the palace and was directly carried by Yu Yu to the Yuqing Palace.
Bai Hao stood at the gate of Yuqing Palace and waited for him.
Looking at the weak Song Lang, Bai Hao stepped forward to help him, Fu Sheng saw it, and quickly took two steps, grabbed it in front of the white scorpion, reached out to help the weak Song Lang, and smiled: "The old slave is good. It is."
White smiled, didn't care too much about it, looked up at Song Lang and asked, "Are you alright?"
Song Lang smiled slightly: "It's quite good. I don't know if the emperor suddenly announced that I was in the palace. What happened?"
Bai Yudao: "Tai Shang Huang got a strange disease, squatting like the original when the Princess Qianfang was in your poison, I thought about asking you to take a look. You are better than me in the aspect of poison."
This is true, not exaggerating.
Although drug poisoning does not separate, it is limited to some relatively single poison.
In the rare poison and complex poison, she is only dumbfounded.
And at the beginning she was able to wake up Qianfang, and it was also related to the book.
Now the odd pulse theory has been taken away by the assassin, and Song Lang is a strange vein of walking.
Song Lang nodded and helped Fu Sheng's hand, step by step to the Yuqing Palace, and walked very slowly. The original tall and straight figure had a bit of a downturn.
Bai Hao silently followed him, and his heart was sour.
He went to the Western Regions and said that it was for Chu, but it was only because of her, just because of her.
Xiaoqing around her has already fallen into tears. Her son, like the original son of Zhilan Yushu, has become like this.
Bai Hao touched Xiaoqing’s arm and shook her head towards her, indicating that she was restrained.
Song Lang is a proud person, he must not like it.
Into the inner hall, Chu Yu is sitting in front of the bed of the emperor, watching the palace lady under the hand to wipe the hand.
After reading the book in the temple, Meng Taiyu read the book and squinted, and the long feathers covered the look of the day, calm and surprising.
She is too embarrassed, too the most favored nephew of the Emperor, and now she looks like the Emperor, she is not worried at all?
Bai Yan’s gaze swept over Meng Changling’s body, and did not stop much. He went straight to Song Lang’s bed.
Chu Hao got up and gave the seat to Song Lang: "You sit."
Song Lang was also polite, nodded lightly, and took his and sat up.
After the palace girl retired, Song Lang fixed his eyes on the face of the Emperor, and put his skinny fingers on the pulse of the Emperor.
After listening to the clinic for a while, he retracted his hand.
After the book, Meng Changling had put down the book in his hand and looked up at Song Lang. The eyebrows were slightly stunned, and the original clear day was covered with a haze.
At this time, no one noticed that she was not right, and the big guy’s attention was on Song Lang’s body.
Chu Yu asked: "How?"
Song Lang said: "There seems to be no problem on the surface, but the actual problem is just as expected, he was poisoned, and the poison is very powerful."