Pei Shaoyu also knew the importance of the matter, so he didn't say anything and followed Zhang Yanru out obediently.
As soon as Zhang Yanru and her son left, the room fell into silence.
After a moment of silence, Su Yan said, "Uncle, just tell me what you have to say. I can handle it."
Pei Moyang was slightly stunned, glanced at Pei Yuchen, and then slowly said: "Yan girl, Yuchen has been poisoned by the Soul-Meteorite Powder. This poison... there is no medicine to cure it."
"Soul-falling powder?"
Pei Moyang nodded. "Yes, Soul-Meteorite Powder is a medicine unique to the Pei family. Those poisoned by it will suffer from a headache once a month. No one can endure that kind of inhuman pain. Moreover, the poisoned person can only live to the age of 25 at most..."
"Can you live to 25?" Su Yan's eyes lit up.
If she were twenty-five, she would definitely be able to save him!
After all, he is only twenty-three years old now, and there are still almost two years before he turns twenty-five.
Seeing Su Yan's reaction, Pei Moyang was a little confused: "Yan girl, do you have a way to save Yu Chen?"
Otherwise, considering how much she cares about Yuchen, she wouldn't be so calm now.
Su Yan nodded: "Well, if I can live to the age of twenty-five, then I will be sure that I can save Achen."
"Are you serious?" Even Pei Moyang couldn't help but get excited at this moment.
Su Yan chuckled: "If it weren't like this, uncle, do you think I would be so calm now?"
after all……
To her, he is her life!
However, Pei Moyang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and Su Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, Pei Moyang then said: "After being poisoned by the Soul-Meteorite Powder, if the condition stabilizes, one can indeed live to the age of 25, but considering Yu Chen's current condition, I'm afraid..."
Su Yan's face turned pale. "How long can he last in this situation?"
Pei Moyang looked at the uneasy Su Yan, feeling a little reluctant, but he still said slowly: "Three or four months, it all depends on his luck."
Four attacks in a month is already so frequent. Maybe I can persist for another three months, but four months...it's difficult.
Three or four months?
Su Yan's heart tightened, as if being squeezed tightly by a pair of hands, and the pain made her feel like she was suffocating.
It's only been eight months now. If I can hold on for four months, the Wansheng Fruit will bear fruit, but if it's only been three months...
Su Yan held Pei Yuchen's hand and looked at him steadily, with fear and anxiety in her eyes.
"Achen, you must hold on. You have to hold on for at least three months. Got it?"
Only in this way can she save him, otherwise he can only...
…
Su family.
Su Yuan sat in the room, his brows slightly furrowed, tapping his fingers on the bedside table, seeming a little anxious.
At this time, a person walked in from outside.
Su Yuan stood up suddenly and asked quickly, "How is it? Are there any results?"
The person who came was a middle-aged woman dressed in ordinary clothes. She slowly walked in front of Su Yuan with a bad look on her face.
Seeing the woman like this, Su Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Speak up! Are you mute? What happened in the end?"
The woman opened her mouth, but in the end, no words came out. She just handed the paper in her hand to Su Yuan and sighed: "Yuan'er, you...read it yourself."
Su Yuan frowned slightly, looked at her suspiciously, and then took the paper.
At the first glance, Su Yuan's pupils shrank, and he sat back on the bed, muttering in disbelief: "How could...how could this be? It's impossible. Su Yan actually..."
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