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Chapter 1585 Shen Yi saw something unusual

"Child..." The king suddenly felt very sad. He bent his sick body, held Chen Yi's shoulder, and asked sadly, "Have you been doing well over the years? Get up quickly!"

Chen Yi's eyebrows were tightly twisted, and his heart was as painful as a needle, "Father, I'm sorry." Apart from these three words, he didn't know what else he could say.

There is a kind of pain that needs to be carried out in his heart.

Chen Yi raised his eyes and said, "Father, can you promise me something?"

"You must inherit the throne." Bertie shook his head, feeling that he had guessed what he was thinking, and said, "Taylor is not a great man. His mother is too utilitarian and has been staring at the throne early on. Our Rurayoka cannot be ruined. In their hands.”

"It's not this." Chen Yi said to him, "Put aside in advance for inheriting the throne and discuss it later. There are more important things to tell you now."

Outside the door, Eden and Arthur were guarding there, one left and one right. The people inside were talking about something, they could not hear a word, but just guarded and no one was allowed to approach.

"What's the matter?" In the palace, the king held his shoulder tightly, and could not think of anything more important than this, "Get up and talk about it."

Chen Yi didn't want his father to bend down so tired, so he stood up and said, "You go back to the room and lie down and rest, I'll accompany you." As he said that, he helped the king back to the room.

"You said." The king took off his shoes and lay down on the bed.

Chen Yi sat down on the edge of his bed, "I'll give you a pulmonary pulse." These days, he noticed the unusualness, but he never had the chance to speak.

"..." The king was slightly stunned at first. Can he take his pulse?

Then he sighed softly, "It's useless. My body has collapsed, my energy has been exhausted, and I can't last long, I can feel it myself."

As a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and a genius doctor, Chen Yi did not make a conclusion immediately, and he took his pulse seriously.

Because his father's situation... was a bit complicated, he had already noticed the clues and was in a serious mood, and he regretted it very much.

Because he was not by his father's side these years, he did not realize that he had been infected with chronic poison as soon as possible. Chen Yi really blamed himself.

A minute later, Chen Yi raised his eyes and said, "Father." He said truthfully, "You have been infected with chronic poison for at least five years."

The king faced his son's eyes in shock, "How do you know?" He didn't believe it, and then a kind of fear arose from his heart.

"Because, I'm a doctor now."

The father and son looked at each other, and there was silence in the bedroom...

Chen Yi held his hand and told him, "Pharm Master Chen Yi, have you heard of this name? A genius doctor has developed a vaccine to prevent cancer."

"I've heard it..." The king didn't understand, but what does it matter?

"Chen Yi is me." He looked at his father firmly and encouraged him, "Your situation is a bit bad now, but I think...I can try it, as long as you are willing to believe me."

He didn't sound loudly, so as not to have ears in the partition walls. He also observed the food he ate, meals, snacks, tea and medicines in the past two days...

There is one problem with this.

Chen Yi was still thinking, but the king sighed heavily.

"The national doctor said that my internal organs have begun to fail and are irreversible." The king had no confidence in his body's recovery, but he was unwilling to die just like this. "Louis, can you find the murderer?"

Chen Yi was silent for a while, "You can't alarm the snake, you have to investigate slowly. We are in the light, and the murderer is in the dark."

The king frowned, "I should have a clear idea in my heart." He was suddenly disappointed.

Chen Yi shook his head, "You can't guess this matter. Everyone in your body may be a suspect. If there is no evidence for this matter, it would be not good to make a conclusion too early."

"So..." The king put his hope on him, "Do you have any good suggestions now? I want to find the murderer as soon as possible in my lifetime."

Obviously the other party is coming for the throne. He doesn't want his son to struggle in this smoky palace and end up like himself.


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