The treatment lasted for an hour and a half. As the moon rose to the top of the mountain, it seemed that the treatment had reached its most critical moment.
"Your Highness, please let go." Old Qi took a long breath, then suddenly separated his hand from Xu Tianze's chest.
He used his right hand, which was still able to move, to quickly give Xu Tianze acupuncture to stop the bleeding, and then looked at the ghost doctor who was still standing there in a daze.
"Junior brother, it's up to you to suture the next wound." There was pleading and a hint of hope in Old Qi's eyes.
When the ghost doctor came to his senses, he saw a small bulge moving back and forth on Mr. Qi’s left forearm, and his eyes froze for a moment.
"Don't worry, senior brother, I'm awake." The ghost doctor glanced at the virtuous king who was regulating his breathing on the side, then stood up and began to suture Xu Tianze's wound.
I originally thought that my senior brother would leave the chance of survival to the virtuous king, or that the virtuous king would directly leave the chance to my senior brother.
But no one expected that in the end it was the wise king's deep inner strength that gave both of them a perfect chance to catch their breath.
The Ghost Doctor and the Wise King have worked together for such a long time. Although he has always known that the Wise King has extraordinary martial arts skills, he never knew how strong his martial arts skills are.
Now, he is comparable to the most mysterious and powerful Blood Dragon in the legend.
You have to know that even those who have stepped half a foot into the highest realm of martial arts will find it difficult to resist the erosion of secret techniques and the resistance of true energy.
But the wise king did it directly, which made the ghost doctor sigh.
Although the ghost doctor was confused in his mind, he was not at all flustered and continued to suture the wound steadily.
Not long after, the wound was sutured, and then he turned around to take Mr. Qi's pulse.
Old Qi watched the ghost doctor's actions from the side. When he saw that the ghost doctor was about to take his pulse after finishing, he quickly waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary.
"Brother, you know your health very well. I originally thought you could only survive tonight at most. I didn't expect that Your Highness has such profound internal strength that it reduced the damage to your heart meridians while I was treating you. You can live for two more days."
Old Qi felt somewhat relieved. At least he could let his disciple see him for the last time. Some things would be better if he said them in person.
"What's there to be happy about?" The ghost doctor became angry when he saw that Old Qi was still laughing happily.
Did this person even know he was dying? Did he even realize what was happening to him? Did he even know he was…about to lose a loved one once again?
"That's not what I meant. If you can get better for two more days, it's a blessing for me." Old Qi was still smiling, not caring about the ghost doctor's attitude at all.
Even though he is already in his sixties, the person in front of him is still his junior brother. Of course, he should be pampered by his junior brother.
"Idiot!" The ghost doctor cursed softly, and seeing that the wise king who was regulating his breathing was fine, he turned around and walked out of the room.
He really didn't want to see the person in front of him at all. Since he was going to die, he would rather die far away to avoid dirtying his eyes.
After the ghost doctor left, Old Qi put away the smiling expression on his face. He covered the lump on his left arm and slowly leaned against the bed.
On the bed was his little disciple, whose life was no longer in danger, and opposite him was the virtuous king who was practicing qigong and regulating his breathing.
Old Qi's eyes kept moving back and forth between the virtuous king and his young disciple, revealing a look of satisfaction and admiration.
After the virtuous king finished regulating his breathing, the first thing he looked at was Xu Tianze beside the bed. Seeing that Xu Tianze was fine, he felt relieved.
The rosy look on his face probably means that he and Mr. Qi are very successful.
Thinking of Elder Qi, the virtuous king remembered what he had forgotten. He immediately turned to look at Elder Qi: "Elder Qi, how do you feel?"
When talking to Old Qi, who sacrificed himself to save Xu Tianze, and Old Qi, who was Xu Tianze's master, the virtuous king directly used the honorific title to express his respect.
Old Qi smiled and was about to say something when he suddenly had a mouthful of blood rushing up. The blood filled his mouth and made him cough violently.
After coughing, Old Qi’s eyes went dark and he fainted. Then he was taken away by the ghost doctor who had been guarding the door.
Seeing that the ghost doctor was not at all panicked, the wise king finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Highness, let me take you to the next room to rest first." Xue Wei stepped forward to assist the wise king.
The ghost doctor has been keeping an eye on Elder Qi, but his own prince is obviously holding on.
"It's okay, I can still hold on. I will stay here and watch over Aze until he wakes up." The wise king waved his hand. Compared to his own body, he wanted to stay with Aze more.
This way, the first thing Aze sees when he wakes up is him.
The ghost doctor originally wanted Ma Zheng to help him help Old Qi out, but when he heard what the virtuous king said, he almost fell to the ground. He turned his head and looked at the virtuous king speechlessly.
After all these years together, how could he not know that the virtuous king was actually a love-brained person? That decisive and ruthless love-brained person, ah, where did the virtuous king go?
Xue Wei was in a dilemma. He didn't know whether to stretch out his hand or retract it. He could only look at the ghost doctor, hoping to get some help.
"If Your Highness wants to part ways with Lord Xu tonight, then just stay here." The ghost doctor snorted coldly, becoming a little impatient with the wise king.
The person who can live a few more days has no desire to live at all; the person who can obviously die of old age insists on giving up his life. These two people are really a match.
"I don't have much time left." The wise king did not refuse Xue Wei's support, but still sat firmly on his chair.
"Yes, but there are still a few days left. If we just sit there doing nothing, it will only take one night." The ghost doctor rolled his eyes and said coldly.
Then, regardless of the wise king's reaction, he turned around and left.
The virtuous king was stunned at first when he heard this, then he stood up directly with the help of Xue Wei. After he stood up, he leaned over and gently kissed Xu Tianze's forehead: "Aze, I will come to accompany you later."
Since he has a choice, he will naturally choose the one who can spend more time with Aze. This world is simply rotten, and only Aze is the light in his heart.
Long Musi had always planned to accompany Emperor Gan in the Shangshufang. This was not only to show his attitude, but also to be able to ask for benefits from Emperor Gan as soon as possible.
But when he learned the news that Ma Zheng handed in, he hesitated. Last time, between the interests and Aze's position, he chose the interests, so Aze and he no longer had the tacit understanding they had before.
Even his own intentions were directly rejected. Now, interests and Aze's safety were at odds with each other. He simply couldn't be as decisive as last time.
"If you have something to do, just go. Don't regret your choice, because there is no turning back for the Tian family." Emperor Gan half-closed his eyes and spoke in a whisper.
But Long Musi knew that these words were meant for him. As an emperor, he had to make decisions quickly when faced with any matter and could not look back.
It was a warning, a reminder, and even more of an examination of him, Long Muse.
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