Chapter 952: 952

No one dares to touch the xuanyuanche which is about to explode at this time, and no one dares to say a word.

"Bang." A sandalwood chair was smashed into pieces. Xuanyuan Che's face was livid, and his ferocious murderous spirit almost came out of the air.

"I'm looking for it. I'll find it for you all in the Southern Song Dynasty..." The voice of Wrath whirled in the temple, threatening.

"Yes." At this time, Du Yi didn't care that he was a man of Ryukyu, not xuanyuanche. He threw down a word and immediately shot out like flying.

The imperial doctors in the palace can't cure it.

The military doctor they had with them couldn't cure it.

Then he recruited the chief imperial doctor from Tianchen's palace. He ordered the people in the Southern Song Dynasty to find him. There must be a doctor who can cure him.

In a word, xuanyuanche's face turned to look at Liuyue lying in a coma on the bed, and his face immediately changed.

The anxious face is full of heartache and anger, but it is more tense and inexpressible.

In front of the Ryukyu moon, there was no blood on his face for only two days. I'm afraid that he could spit blood like this Xuanyuanche clenched Ryukyu's cold hand.

On the edge of the cloud call to walk back and forth in the room, the face is the same look anxious, worried, frown deeply together.

"Prince, the military doctor has arrived."

"Come on, come and see." The silent cloud calls to listen to subordinate to come up to report his military doctor to arrive, immediately toward outside is a roar.

At the same moment, xuanyuanche heard that he immediately gave up half of his body and only kept the position of holding Liuyue's hand tightly.

A dead horse is a living horse doctor.

As long as it's the doctors, let alone the close military doctors of Yunzhao, there must be a good medical skill.

The old military doctor was full of tangles. He squatted in front of Ryukyu's bed. His sweat flowed down his face from the top of his head. In an instant, he was sweating.