"It's not that I don't want to, but I can't." Hua Tuo shook his head and said, "The poison that Mr. Wang was infected with is different from yours."
Hua Tuo then briefly explained Wang Yangming's current condition and why he could not be cured.
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into tears and held their heads in their hands.
When they heard that Wang Yangming had delayed his treatment for them, they were stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do.
Wang Yangming heard the noise and slowly came to his senses. He spoke incoherently:
"Don't cry, this is my choice.
After I die, I hope you can lead the people to peace and not cause any unrest.
If possible, please help...the Dagan army defend the city.
The rebels nowadays are so crazy that if this city is captured by the Nanling rebels, it will probably be the day of massacre.
As for me, everyone will die eventually, and I... am not a person with destiny.
He is not a saint either, nor is he the savior of Nanling.
I am just an ordinary person, a scholar like you.
In my eyes, you are all people with your own destiny. As long as you can stick to your conscience, you can all become saints.
And...this Nanling Mountains cannot be saved by me alone. This has been the case these days.
It’s not just because of me, but because of Dr. Hua, and also because of your joint efforts.
After all, it is you people from Nanling who can save Nanling.
There has never been a savior sent from heaven in this world. Only you yourself are your own savior... "
At this point, Wang Yangming's breath became weaker, and Hua Tuo also stepped back a few steps to leave space for his disciples.
The disciples knelt beside Wang Yangming so that they could hear the faint voice clearly.
They suppressed their emotions and held Wang Yangming's hand.
But he also felt Wang Yangming's hand gradually getting cold, and he kept saying, "Sir, don't say anymore, don't say anymore, we will listen to you.
You'll be fine, we made it through this, you'll be fine, just rest."
Wang Yangming heard these cries, but he did not stop talking. Instead, he continued to instruct, "I don't ask too much of you.
I haven't taught you much, which is my regret.
But I still hope that you will act in a way that is true to your conscience."
When the disciples heard this, their clothes were wet with tears. At this time, it seemed that the teacher was still worried about them, and they nodded in response.
After that, Wang Yangming fell into a coma and stopped talking.
The disciples looked at each other, feeling uneasy, but knowing that there was not much point in them staying here.
Said: "Dr. Hua, please take care of the gentleman. We will not disturb his rest here."
After saying all this, he bowed deeply to Hua Tuo.
However, the news of Wang Yangming's serious illness spread throughout the quarantine area, then to the entire Jiaozhi, and finally to the rebels.
The old man from Nanling, who was hiding in the dark, felt a little sad when watching this scene.
If I die, will my seven disciples treat me like this? I am still not as good as them.
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The county magistrate was also heartbroken when he heard the news. If Wang Yangming, who was regarded as a savior by everyone, died, the morale of the army and the people might collapse.
You know, now that the people in the quarantine area have been rescued, Hua Tuo is called a miracle doctor, and Wang Yangming has also confirmed the rumors that he is the son of destiny who came to save Nanling.
Not only the people in the quarantine zone, but even the soldiers and civilians in Jiaozhi City outside, all vaguely believed this.
In such a depressing environment, it is possible to pin your hopes on one person.
Even the Nanling rebels who were unaware of the plan were somewhat demoralized, believing that they were opposing the real heavenly soldiers.
In fact, the best way, if Wang Yangming died, would be to suppress the news of his death so that the people would not know about it.
They have the Illusion King here who can create the illusion of Wang Yangming.
Even if some people have doubts, it will not affect the overall situation.
The best way is to wait until the war is over before announcing this news.
Thinking of this, the county magistrate quietly entered the isolation area. He wanted to discuss this matter with Wang Yangming.
It doesn’t matter whether Wang Yangming dies or not, but this symbol cannot die.
I knocked on the door, but found it was not locked, so I walked in.
At this time, Wang Yangming was extremely thin, with cuts all over his body, and Hua Tuo was trying to prolong his life.
"Doctor Hua, I wonder how Mr. Wang's condition is?" The county magistrate looked at Wang Yangming lying on the bed and asked Hua Tuo.
Hua Tuo asked his assistant to empty the basin full of blood, then signaled his assistant to close the door before saying, "It's only been a few days."
The county magistrate sighed, but if he wanted to carry out his puppet plan, Hua Tuo was definitely needed.
He needed Hua Tuo to prove that Wang Yangming's condition had stabilized, not in its current state.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang?" The county magistrate waited for a long time before seeing Wang Yangming slowly open his eyes and called out affectionately.
"Mr. County Magistrate." Wang Yangming moved his lips and spoke in a weak voice.
He wanted to get up, he was in a strange state now.
His whole body was in extreme pain, but he seemed to be able to see many great ways, and many sounds of the Tao, and the words of the saints began to be chanted.
Upon seeing this, the prefect quickly restrained Wang Yangming and said, "Sir, there is no need to do this. I am truly disturbing you.
Your Excellency was able to ensure that so many refugees did not encounter any problems, and you also won the hearts of the people of Jiaozhi and made the rebels terrified.
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