Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Gong Hongxu consciously stepped aside and watched nervously.

Also nervous was Luo Xueyi in a gray-blue robe.

She closely watched Qin Shu and Shen Mu's every move, as if she was guarding against any unfavorable actions they might make.

Of course, Qin Shu and the others had no time to care about her thoughts.

They concentrated on making a diagnosis for Gong Shouze.

In fact, with their medical skills, it can be done within minutes to determine Gong Shouze's physical condition.It's just that they couldn't believe that Gong Shouze would become like this in a short time.

"Teacher, what do you think?" Qin Shu asked after checking Gong Shouze's earlobe.

Shen Mu also slowly withdrew his hand, sighed, "Hey... there is no way to recover."

All the organs in the body were broken, and there was only one breath left, which could no longer be saved by his medical skills.

Qin Shu nodded, and Mr. Shen's conclusion was consistent with his own.

She looked at Gong Shouze with a dead face, and said apologetically, "My lord, I'm sorry, we can't save you."

As soon as the words fell, before Gong Shouze could react, Luo Xueyi rushed up and asked anxiously, "Could it be that your blood can't save you?"

Qin Shu ignored her unfriendly attitude, and calmly said: "Before I came, you should have given the king a blood pill, did it work?"

One sentence stopped Luo Xueyi directly, she glared at Qin Shu, and gritted her teeth unwillingly: "That's different..."

"Xueyi, don't force it."

Gong Shouze's tired and weak voice sounded.

He turned to Qin Shu, his gloomy face looked calm, and he said slowly: "I know my situation, and I didn't call you here to save me. I just want to ask...how much time do I have left? "

Qin Shu was taken aback for a moment. As a doctor, she often heard terminally ill patients ask this question.But now, when these words came out of Gong Shouze's mouth, she still felt a little turmoil in her heart.

She considered it carefully for a moment, and said, "Should be less than a week."

After the words fell, Gong Hongxu who was at the side let out a low voice: "How could it be?!"

Luo Xueyi's body wrapped in the robe also shook, and the eyes under the hood were bloodshot red.

Compared with the reactions of the two, it was not surprising that Gong Shouze seemed to have accepted his fate.

He nodded, "It's hard work for you to make a trip, can you, do me a favor..."

three days later.

The succession ceremony of Prince Hongxu was held at the Palace of the Lord.

On the central square where the flag was flying, soldiers lined up neatly, officials at all levels were in place, and China Central Radio fully reported the grand occasion.

In the eyes of everyone, Gong Hongxu appeared luxuriously in a royal uniform.

His youthful face has lost the unruliness of the past, and is very serious.A pair of reddish eyes seemed to be suppressing something, deep and unpredictable.

Walking up the steps, step by step, he walked towards the old king who smiled and watched him on the high platform.

Gong Shouze looked radiant and energetic today.

He was dressed in a robe, and he was meticulously groomed from head to toe, without any signs of illness, and he was both kind and dignified.

Looking at Gong Hongxu who was half kneeling in front of him, he put his palm on his forehead and announced loudly:

"From today onwards, you, Gong Hongxu, are the new ruler of the country. You will consciously accept the test of the people, take on the responsibility of maintaining a peaceful and prosperous world, and protecting the happiness and well-being of the people of the country, and you will never slack off!"

The sonorous and powerful words, through the microphone, echoed over the square.

Gong Hongxu lowered his head, allowing his father to put the crown representing the glory of the king on his head.

Feeling the weight of the crown, moisture welled up in his lowered eyes.

But in front of so many people, he could only hold back forcibly.