From a Scumbag to a Top Student (BL) (Interstellar)

chapter 35

Your Majesty is in a wheelchair, so the injured place is also obvious, which is the leg.

"It's been so many years. If it could be better, it would be better." The Beast Emperor sighed and looked at An Qi, "Don't be stressed. This is a wound that even the pharmacist master can't cure. Even if the result is not satisfactory, I won't blame you."

An Qi just pursed his lips: "I'll try my best."

After thinking about it, An Qi said to the Beast Emperor again, "Uncle, I will check it for you with my spiritual power later, and please don't refuse my mental power." He knew that powerful orcs were very sensitive. Once he used his divine consciousness, the other party would definitely be able to detect something.

Beast Emperor: "Okay."

Then, An Qi released his divine consciousness.

Although divine consciousness and spiritual power seem to be similar, they are still slightly different - the divine consciousness of the practitioner is the embodiment of his own will, which is equivalent to another "self", and the spiritual power mentioned in the orc world is a spiritual ability derived from blood. Divine consciousness can be improved through acquired cultivation, and a large part of spiritual strength depends on the strength of the gene.

However, when these two act on people, most people can't feel anything. A few strong people will feel uncomfortable being peeped at, as long as they say it in advance.

An Qi has a genetic defect in her body. It's good to survive, and her mental strength is negligible. Fortunately, he can use spiritual power to practice divine consciousness, which is more practical than spiritual power.

Sometimes it is important to follow the customs in the countryside, but you don't have to be the same as others everywhere. What suits you is the best.

If An Qi's wisp of divine consciousness had nothing, if he hadn't warned him in advance, the Beast Emperor might not have felt that someone was checking his leg injury. He couldn't help squinting his eyes and looking at the little female in front of him more carefully.

He is handsome and well-behaved, and his personality is relatively calm, but sometimes he is a little old-fashioned when he talks. It's not the kind of old-fashionedness that pretends to be deep, but a kind of calmness brought out of the bones. Even the Beast Emperor himself occasionally feels that the other party is talking to him as a peer.

Females of the same age as him will probably be awed and afraid when they see the majestic and powerful Beast Emperor, but Anqi is not affected by the momentum of the Beast Emperor at all. What to say, what to do, what to do.

Thinking of this, the Beast Emperor felt that his youngest son's vision was quite good. With this stability, no matter what difficulties he faced in the future, as long as he remained calm, he would definitely be able to solve the problem with Milton.

In terms of finding a partner, the father and the son have the same view, which is more important than a beautiful face.

For example, his queen, of course, Cyril was also a beauty when he was young, and he is still beautiful now. The Beast Emperor secretly believes that his queen is more beautiful than before after years of precipitation. However, he would have fallen in love with Cyril at the beginning, largely because of his character - the queen looked quiet and virtuous, gentle and generous, but in fact, he was the most unable to suffer and protected him short and tightly. Moreover, he and the Beast Emperor are in love with each other and have the same heart. For many things, the Beast Emperor does not have to open his mouth, and the queen knows what to do. The two of them have a tacit understanding, and they are invincible in the turbulent political struggle.

I am happy, and of course, I also hope that my sons will be happy. The two sons have been influenced by their parents since childhood, and they also yearn for their other half, but the eldest son seems to be a little crooked... Fortunately, the youngest son is more like himself in this aspect. (A/N: It's so rare to see such a warm and loving family in imperial bl novels)

The Beast Emperor kept silent, and his inner thoughts turned several times, and his face was always the serious face.

Milton saw that the atmosphere was a little stagnant and wanted to ease it, but he was afraid that it would disturb An Qi's injury. He opened his mouth and had to pick up the tea in his hand and pour it into his stomach.

An Qi "looked" very carefully.

Before he came, he heard that the Beast Emperor had an old wound. Looking at it this way, the injury on his leg had been in the past few years, and his bones and flesh were destroyed. It can be seen that he had been recuperating with medicine, but the effect was very small.

Moreover, the injury tends to get worse.

With the injured part as the center, the dead spirit gradually radiates outward. If it is changed to Buddha cultivation or ghost cultivation, it should be seen more clearly than Anqi.

However, even if An Qi is not a ghost practitioner, his divine consciousness is very sufficient, and he doesn't need to collect it to understand the Tao. What is he doing so clearly?

After seeing the injury on the leg of the Beast Emperor, An Qi took the opportunity to check his whole body again. Then he frowned slightly and said, "Your father's injury should be not only his legs but also his body."

Before the Beast Emperor could speak, Milton nodded vigorously: "Yes, my father's health has become worse and worse in recent years. The doctors said that he was affected by the previous injury, but they couldn't think of any solution. They could only use medicine to provide nutrition to slow down the speed of his father's physical decay."

An Qi said, "It's just useless to condition the body. Treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

Milton: "Yes, the doctors said so, but the root cause is the leg injury, which has been injured for more than ten years, and it can't be cured by all means."

The Beast Emperor glared at his son again. Why did he always want to rob him? Who is the patient?!

An Qi shook his head: "There must be a cure for any disease, and this injury can be cured."

"I also think this is difficult... What?! Can it be cured?" Milton thought that An Qi's conclusion would be the same as that of the court doctor. Unexpectedly, he was so sure that he could be cured. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Really? You didn't lie to me!"

"When did I lie to you?" An Qi looked at Milton dissatisfiedly, "Just find the knot and kill it."

Milton blinked: "Is it that simple?"

"This injury should be caused by the power, which has a curse effect, so it is difficult for the pharmacist to dispense medicine according to the injury because it is not clear what the power is and what curse it is." An Qi directly said what he observed, "And there are still toxins deposited in His Majesty's body, part of which is poison caused by wounds, and part of which is probably.." An Qi's eyes fluttered shut. "Eaten in the stomach in the usual diet."

"My father was poisoned?!" Milton immediately realized something and looked back at the Beast Emperor, "Are there traitors in those cooks?"

The Beast Emperor also heard such words for the first time, and his face suddenly sank: "I will ask Andre to find out later."

"There are very few toxins in the diet. It should be added little by little every day, and the amount is so small that the machine can't detect it." An Qi reminded them, "I'm afraid you have to investigate from people." If you only check the dishes, you should not be able to find anything. Since the other party has the courage to openly poison in the palace, he must be sure that he will not be discovered.

"Is there really a way to cure my father's injury? How do you want to cure it?" Milton's eyes were burning with hope. The injury of the Beast Emperor has always been a thorn in the hearts of his family. If he really got better, the stupid guys under the armor family would also stop.