Chapter 277

Fusu, however, looked at Made Ying Zheng with a worried face.

"What did the imperial physician say? Is there really no way?"

He found it hard to accept such a thing.

After breaking free from the ocean of books, he found a glimmer of joy again.

But he didn't expect that his Father Emperor, whom he thought was like a pillar, would be physically weak to this extent.

"What kind of look is that, you are the Imperial Prince of Great Qin."

Although Made Ying Zheng was very satisfied with Fusu's worry, he still reprimanded him.

As a ruler, one must absolutely not show one's emotions in front of everyone.

"Father Emperor, don't worry, if those imperial physicians can't cure your illness, I will kill them all."

Hu Hai also reacted at this time.

He knew that Made Ying Zheng had already reached the point of exhaustion.

If he didn't show himself at this time, what would happen if Made Ying Zheng handed the throne to Fusu?

Made Ying Zheng glanced at his youngest son, and looking at Hu Hai's feigned nervousness, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't died yet, and this son was already impatient to show his ambition.

If he really died,

I'm afraid the position under him would not be smoothly handed over to Fusu at all.

That's right.

After careful consideration during this period, Made Ying Zheng finally decided to hand the position under him to Fusu.