(2) Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

911-920

However, Madam Ling had the reputation of being a genius physician, and she was Lu Liangwei's mother as well. If he rejected her directly, would that make Lu Liangwei unhappy?

He gave this some consideration. Rather than making Lu Liangwei upset, it should be better to just allow Madam Ling to check his pulse. It was not like he could not tolerate this much.

When he came to this conclusion, he reached out his hand to Ling Lihua. "Thank you for the trouble, Grand Duchess."

Lu Liangwei sighed secretly with relief. She pulled his hand. "Let's invite my parents in for a seat first."

Long Yang pulled back against her grip and took the lead instead. "Do come in, Grand Duke and Grand Duchess."

Lu Hetian suppressed the unhappiness he felt and held Ling Lihua's hand as they walked behind the two and entered Grand Phoenix Palace.

After having some tea, Ling Lihua began to check Long Yang's pulse.

Long Yang was quite cooperative throughout the process.

After Ling Lihua was done, she took out a silver needle and said to Long Yang, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I would like to take some blood samples from you."

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CHAPTER 912: HE DID NOT LIKE THIS FEELING OF NOT BEING IN CONTROL

Long Yang frowned when he saw the silver needle in her hand. He pulled his hand away. "Grand Duchess, what is this? Haven't you already diagnosed me?"

Ling Lihua explained, "I noticed that something didn't seem right with your pulse, but I can't diagnose exactly what kind of poison you have. I'd like to conduct a further inspection and I hope Your Majesty would be able to provide some blood."

She clenched her teeth when she said those words.

Even though this was her son-in-law, it was the first time she needed to stifle her anger and speak in such a low voice to a patient.

If not for her daughter's request, she would never have conducted a diagnosis for him.

Lu Hetian was rather angered to see his wife being irked this way.

If not for Weiwei, he would have grabbed his wife and stormed out already.

So what if the patient was the Emperor?

He should cooperate with the physician properly if he was sick. Was it necessary for him to put on such a defensive display as though they were going to harm him?

Lu Liangwei felt slightly exasperated about this. She went forward and took the silver needle from Ling Lihua's hands and turned to say to Long Yang, "Please hold out your hand out for me, Your Majesty."

Long Yang immediately extended his hand the moment she said this. There was a look of indifference in his eyes, but his frown revealed the nervousness he was experiencing.

A small smile appeared on Lu Liangwei's lips as she gripped his finger and expertly pricked his index finger.

Fresh drops of blood immediately appeared.

Lu Liangwei quickly gathered the blood in a cup.

After collecting the blood, Lu Liangwei released Long Yang's hand and passed the cup over to Ling Lihua. Then she used a handkerchief to wipe off the remaining blood on his finger.

Lu Liangwei noticed a strange look on Long Yang's face after she was done wiping for him. She was slightly taken aback, then quickly waved her hand in front of him. "Your Majesty?"