He was so seriously injured that he could get everything back in that breath and he could be cured in the end.

However, the owner's internal injuries were not cured...

Does this mean that the owner's injury is even worse than he did at the time?

He often worried that his master would not live for two years?

What's worse, one year?

Although he always condemns himself to think randomly when he is awake, this fear and anxiety has been wandering in his heart for these days.

I glanced at someone during the day, but couldn't even sleep at night.

Every time he slept until midnight, he couldn't help but open his eyes and made sure that his master was still breathing.

He knew he was too nervous and his reaction to worry was too exaggerated.

But he couldn't control himself.

I watched the medicine drink with my own eyes day by day, and I took Han Xianglu's medicinal bath. I also took a lot of pills that replenish vital energy from several precious medicinal materials, but I could not see blood on my pale face...

"Let Yun Qingyi come here."

A faint voice sounded in my ears, Qin Shang came to his senses and looked up at Emperor Xiu.

A master left outside the window. Qin Shang lowered his eyes and saw his fingers shaking with Emperor Xiu. He whispered: "Yun Qingyi is also for the sake of his master's body. The master will not take his anger on him."

The Emperor Xiu didn't say anything, leaning on the brocade bed and was silent.

Yun Qingyi came on order and caught a glimpse of Qin Shang kneeling in front of the couch. He obviously understood something in his heart.

He curled his lips secretly, Yun Qingyi bowed respectfully: "If you have any questions, please order your subordinates?"

Emperor Xiu looked out the window, his side face was noble and indifferent: "How many years can I live?"

ah?

Yun Qingyi was slightly stunned.

He thought the Pavilion was mainly asking about medicine, but he didn't expect to hear this question.

"Although the Pavilion Master has damaged his vitality, he is not seriously injured." After thinking for a moment, he said truthfully, "As long as the Pavilion Master no longer consumes internal energy, no longer struggles with his body, pay attention to rest, take good care of himself, and live for another forty years is fine."

Emperor Xiu raised his lips slightly, and his voice became a little mocking: "Since that's the case, why are you doing nothing all day long? What medicine are you trying to induce... Are you worried that I will not die fast enough, and I will be willing to be angry to death earlier?"

This is what I say...

Yun Qingyi was speechless for a while, and turned her head to look at Qin Shang. He couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

If Mr. Qin hadn't been urging him, would he have been idle all day long and had nothing to do to get medicine?

He thought this was what the Pavilion Master originally meant... Qin Shang was a person around the Pavilion Master, and he was always responsible for passing the message whenever he had any matters.

Although the Pavilion Master will definitely not be happy to drink human blood, didn’t you mention the medicine before?

It turns out that Mr. Qin has always been trying hard, and the Pavilion Master doesn't care at all... Well, the Pavilion Master does not seem to care about his physical condition, and Qin Shang has always been worried about it.

After pondering for a moment, Yun Qingyi probably understood the meaning of the Pavilion Master calling him, and said lightly: "If the Pavilion Master cannot accept the phoenix blood as a medicine guide, he will not need to take any medicine for the time being. I feel that the Pavilion Master has no effect except that his body is not as good as before, and Mr. Qin doesn't have to worry too much."

Qin Shang frowned and looked at him silently.
Chapter completed!