
Chapter 7
As Safire ran into the Emperor's room, everyone inside was crying with pills. The Emperor's breath sounded short - short, Safire imperceptibly slowly approached the Emperor. Everyone was not aware of it, he pretended to cry as he continued to approach the Emperor. Earlier on the road he thought of a cure for the Emperor, he was very sure the Emperor's illness was hypertension. Even when he had opened the medicine box, sure enough there was a small bottle containing hypertension drugs, he put the injection needle into the medicine bottle and stored the medicinal liquid in the injection to make it easier.
Safire was blocking the Emperor's body with his body, he should have injected medicine into the infusion but this was an urgent situation. Fortunately the drug can be through intramuscular injection, which is direct injection through the muscle. Safire finally injected the injection into the Emperor's upper arm, after finishing as fast as lightning he hid the injection behind the arm.
The weak eyes of the Emperor who already wanted to close, widened in shock upon feeling the injection. The Emperor looked at Esmera with a strange look, then suddenly his weak heartbeat came back beating strongly.
Grep's!
The Emperor's hand blocked Safire's arm, as if the Emperor had sensed Safire's stealth.
"Ka.. lian. go.. lah.." arrived - the Emperor spoke in stammering words - brick but still sound clear.
The Physician was even more surprised, a few minutes ago even to breathe the Emperor's distress but now even the Emperor could speak.
"Your Majesty!" The physician approaching the Emperor began to check the Emperor's pulse, the Physician could feel an increasingly strong pulse. "His Majesty the Emperor is blessed!" shouting pleased.
"Everybody go. I-I want to be alone with Alex's wife.hhh..." The emperor spoke a little loudly.
Everyone stood against each other, they were astonished by the Emperor's wishes. However, the Emperor's personal bodyguard with his ferocious face chased them all away.
Now, there was only Safire and the Emperor in that room.
"What's your name?" asked the Emperor looking curiously at his grandson's wife, he did not remember every wife of the Princes.
"Saf-" Safire mispronounced, "Esmera, Grandfather Emperor."
"Grandfather is better? Grandpa's chest is no longer crowded?" Safire did not answer the Emperor's question and instead asked.
"I've been feeling better, explain what you did to me."
"I injected the drug through intramuscular injection. The injection aims to deliver a substance into the muscle so that it is quickly absorbed by blood vessels. Look, Grandpa's feeling better, isn't he?"
The Emperor did not understand what his granddaughter's wife was talking about, only that he could trust her words. He knew one woman who spoke like Esmera decades ago and now they still meet every now and then.
"Can you treat me?" ask Emperor.
"It depends, does Grandpa Emperor want me to treat you?"
"Are you sure you can cure me, don't brag and you end up just giving me false hope."
"If grandfather were to obey me, I'm sure I'd be able to heal you. Because actually the recovery of a patient there must be cooperation from both parties. The patient and the doctor I mean the healer, if I treat Grandpa but Grandpa does not obey me as a healer it will be free," Safire shook his head.
The Emperor's frown furrowed further, staring solemnly at the sight, "Can I trust you?"
"Did Grandpa not want to believe me?" Safire continued to play the word, he knew the Emperor could hold the position of Emperor because of his cleverness so he was sure the Emperor knew which was the best.
"I trust you."
Safire smiled, "Then, from now on Grandfather is my patient. Grandpa must obey me, the healer. Okay?"
"Hm," the Emperor nodded his still weak head.