Guo Huan returned to his yard in the rain.

It’s so nice when it rains, he doesn’t like to use an umbrella.

He pushed open the door and his eyes moved.

He paused for a moment and then stepped over the threshold with a normal expression.

Suddenly, a long sword with a cold glow was placed against his neck.

Guo Huan didn't even raise his eyelids, and smiled faintly: "Grandfather, what's going on here?"

In the shadows, Prime Minister Guo walked over step by step with a sullen face.

"You are not Guo Huan!"

The real Guo Huan would not leave Princess Hui'an alone and save an unrelated Sixth Prince.

Guo Huan smiled and said, "Grandfather, I am Guo Huan, and I am back."

When I come back to this sentence, it is quite intriguing.

Prime Minister Guo frowned seriously and looked him up and down, as if he was trying to determine the truth or to weigh his words.

Finally, Prime Minister Guo waved to the guards and said, "You go out first."

The guard put away his sword and retreated.

"What's going on?" Prime Minister Guo asked coldly.

Guo Huan smiled: "Grandfather, what's in the past is not important anymore."

He came to the desk and lit the oil lamp.

The dark room suddenly became brighter.

Prime Minister Guo then saw the bloodstains on his clothes and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the blood come from?"

When ordinary people see their grandson coming back covered in blood, the first thing they would ask is "Are you injured?" But when it comes to Prime Minister Guo, the first question he asks is "Where did your blood come from?"

Prime Minister Guo has seen this grandson's unknown side.

Beneath this well-dressed body, lives a cruel and evil creature.

Guo Huan lowered his head, tugged at the hem of his skirt, and sighed, "How annoying! It got on my clothes, and the rain didn't even wash it off."

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Guo clenched his fists tightly and said, "Put away those weird habits of yours! I told you, if you dare to do those things in the Prime Minister's Mansion again, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Guo Huan smiled slightly: "It's not a quirk, I killed Qin Canglan."

"What did you say?" Prime Minister Guo suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Guo Huan's smile deepened: "I said, I killed Qin, Cang, and Lan."

Outside the house, a flash of thunder occurred.

Prime Minister Guo’s face was as pale as wax paper.

Imperial Observatory.

Wei Ting found some dry clothes and before entering the house, he said to Sikong Yun, "Could you trouble the Supervisor to send someone to the Zhenbei Marquis' Mansion to pass on a message?"

Since it has been confirmed that Guo Huan has changed his identity back, Su Li's situation is dangerous.

"Okay." Sikong Yun agreed.

"Master Wei." Sikong Yun called Wei Ting in the corridor, "I once said that I cannot see through your fate."

Wei Ting said calmly: "I don't believe in fate."

Sikong Yun said: "That girl's fate is even more foggy than yours."

Wei Ting didn't care. What about the thick fog? He didn't believe a word about fate! Inside the house, Su Xiaoxiao cut Qin Canglan's clothes with scissors.

"Wei Ting, look," she said.

Wei Ting put the dry clothes on the table, walked over with an oil lamp, illuminated Qin Canglan's wound and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Did you see the powder on the wound?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Wei Ting stared: "This is..."

Su Xiaoxiao dipped her fingertip in a little, put it under her nose and smelled it: "It's hemostatic powder. Someone used hemostatic powder on my grandfather."

Wei Ting recalled: "The people of Jingzhao Prefecture did not touch the old Protector of the Country. However, I heard from the officials at the scene that when they arrived, the old Protector of the Country was covered with an umbrella. They thought it was left by a kind passerby."

Su Xiaoxiao said: "These two emergency measures saved my grandfather's last breath."

Guo Huan's knife skills were not actually very accurate, and he missed the target by half an inch, but the knife was poisoned and caused heart paralysis.

Thanks to that kind-hearted person, Qin Canglan retained his weak breath.

However, this breathing will not last long.

As cardiac arrest lasts longer, breathing generally stops as well.

The top priority is to restore Qin Canglan's heartbeat as soon as possible.

Most of the medicine had been used up in treating the wounded from the imperial court, and only the last three drops of adrenaline were left.

Qin Canglan’s danger does not lie in the lack of medicine, but in time.

Adrenaline cannot be injected continuously, there must be a few minutes' interval in between. Even though his physique is different from that of ordinary people, three injections is the limit of his breathing.

Once breathing stops, the brain will die completely in just four to six minutes.

Of course, if you are lucky, one can work.

Su Xiaoxiao raced against time and began to give Qin Canglan intravenous injection.

One down.

Qin Canglan had no reaction.

The second one goes down.

Beads of sweat appeared on Su Xiaoxiao's forehead.

"The water is here, the water is here! The Herb Frost is here too! And, and those hemostatic herbs you mentioned!"

The disciple hurried to the door, carrying a bucket of hot water and a pot of ash.

Wei Ting came to the door and took the things in.

Although he didn't understand Su Xiaoxiao's way of saving people, he could guess that if Qin Canglan could not restore his heartbeat, these medicinal herbs would be of no use.

Time passes by little by little.

The third dose of adrenaline has been administered.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Qin Canglan who was motionless.

Wake up.

You are Qin Canglan, the great general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the bravest man in the world.

You are not allowed to fall asleep.

Qin Canglan stopped breathing.

In the corridor, Sikong Yun looked at the raging wind and rain and closed his eyes in sorrow.

“Get out of the way!”

Su Cheng rushed over in the rain.

He saw Wei Ting standing at the door and walked over quickly. However, he didn't see the steps, tripped, and fell.

Wei Ting supported him.

He waved his hand and stood up: "I'm fine. I just sent the emperor back to the palace. I heard something happened. Who was in trouble? What happened? The people in Jingzhao Prefecture asked me to go to the Imperial Observatory to ask--"

Wei Ting looked at him steadily: "Something happened to the old Protector of the Country. He was stabbed and has no pulse... Daya is trying to save him inside... It took a long time..."

Su Cheng turned around in a daze: "No, you must be mistaken. How could he be in trouble? He is so good at martial arts! He can kill me with just one finger!"

Wei Ting silently made way for Su Cheng to enter.

Su Cheng looked at the room filled with countless oil lamps and candles, and the thick smell of blood filled his nose.

He walked in blankly.

He came to the bed.

Looking at that majestic and domineering man, who was so pale and lifeless, his heart seemed to be suddenly drained away.

"You...why are you..."

His throat suddenly felt sore, his voice choked, and his eyes turned red.

"Thirty years ago...you lost me..."

"Now...you don't want me...I don't have a father anymore..."

"Why do you always lose me..."

Su Xiaoxiao touched Qin Canglan's neck and her eyes moved.

She put on her stethoscope: "Dad! Call him!"

Su Cheng's eyes were filled with tears: "Ah?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Call him! Call him daddy!"

Su Cheng was extremely confused: "Dad?"

There was a long-lost vibration coming from the stethoscope.

Qin Canglan... my heart is beating! 　To the little fairies who said they would vote for 10, 7, 4... 1, I have been staying up late to write this, you have to keep your promise! 　　It's almost 3,000 votes, come on, let's break 3,000!

(End of this chapter)