Chapter 397: 373 Ying Zijin Takes Action: The Yu Family Can Be Gone [1 Update]_2
Chapter 397: 373 Ying Zijin Takes Action: The Yu Family Can Be Gone [1 Update]_2
Ying Zijin glanced at him and said languidly, “Sorry, I don’t dance.”
In the past, during her time among the various royal families of Europe, she had grown tired of watching their imperial court dances.
Fu Yunshen leaned back on the couch, his expression lazy, “No problem, I can teach you anything you don’t know.”
At that moment, the phone rang, shattering the tranquil atmosphere.
Fu Yunshen glanced at the caller ID, and his eyes shifted subtly as he answered, “Hello.”
As he listened to the voice on the other end, the smile in his peach blossom eyes slowly receded until it was completely frozen.
The man’s aura became icy cold in an instant, reaching an absolute low.
Yet his voice was very calm, devoid of any emotion.
But that made it all the more terrifying, a sign of deep and still waters.
Finally, Fu Yunshen said, “I understand.”
Ying Zijin sensed that something was wrong and narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, “What’s up?”
“Nie Chao had an accident,” Fu Yunshen said calmly. He put on his coat indifferently, “He’s now at the Imperial Capital Hospital, and his bodyguards are all unconscious.”
“There is a residual force of inner strength in his body, protecting him from dying immediately.”
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin’s expression paused.
Was the medicine she gave to Nie Chao seen by an ancient doctor or ancient martial artist?
If it were an ancient doctor and martial artist, they could detect the uniqueness of that pill simply by its scent.
The medicine she made from the Snow Ganoderma and other rare ingredients could grant ordinary people the talent for refining ancient martial arts, help martial artists break through bottlenecks, and allow ancient doctors to replenish their body’s origin.
However, the formula for crafting this medicine was exclusive to her; during her last visit to Earth, she didn’t share all the formulas, only a small part.
Indeed, Meng Jingyu wanted the Snow Ganoderma because it could assist martial artists in breaking through.
But according to the ancient doctors’ recipes, it wasn’t 100% successful.
That’s why she told Nie Chao that the pill was very important and not to open it in front of others.
Ying Zijin’s gaze became slightly colder.
She had miscalculated.
She should have made Nie Chao take it immediately.
But because the medicine had one unique side effect, it would put a person to sleep for fifteen hours straight.
“Yaoyao, it’s not your fault,” Fu Yunshen took her hand, his gaze profound, “I’ve never agreed with the saying ‘one who possesses a gem is guilty’.”
This time Ying Zijin did not pull away from his hand, instead, she held on and said faintly, “Together.”
It wasn’t her fault, but it was because of her.
She wouldn’t let Nie Chao come to harm.
**
Imperial Capital Hospital.
In the ICU.
The attending physician, assistants, and nurses were all in a flurry, sweating profusely.
They had never seen such a peculiar injury.
From the outside, there were no traces, but the bones and internal organs inside the body were shattered in many places.
What was even more mysterious was that even in such a state, the patient was still holding on to a breath of life.
The nurse glanced at the ECG, very anxious, “Doctor, the patient’s vital signs are weak, his heart has stopped suddenly.”
The attending physician immediately ordered, “Get the defibrillator.”
But they were not adept at using this defibrillator.
As time ticked away, outside the ICU, Old Master Nie was restless, pacing back and forth.
An hour later, the lights in the operating room finally dimmed.
The door opened, and a doctor came out.
Old Master Nie hurried up to him, “How is it?”
“The patient has severe damage to his bones and internal organs, please prepare the family—” The doctor paused before he managed to say the next four difficult words, “for the worst.”
Upon hearing this, Old Master Nie immediately fainted.
The butler was shocked and alarmed, “Old Master!”
At this moment, an icy voice came, “Prepare another hospital room.”
The butler quickly looked up and saw Nie Yi approaching with a stern face; his tension halved, “Eldest Young Master.”
Nie Yi gave Old Master Nie a pill before instructing the doctors to take him into the ward.
But just a few minutes after Old Master Nie woke up, he hurried out of bed, “Yi’er, I’ll go to the Meng Family to request an ancient doctor right now. You take care of your brother, protect his heart’s channels first.”
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