However, why did Duan Xiaomo get along with her? Ling Chuxi also felt a little baffled, not able to find a reason why.
“Chuxi, please help cure Xiaomo’s sickness, I beg of you,” Duan Qingchen implored, bowing deeply to Ling Chuxi. Right now, he was not the master of a sect, but just an old man who was worried about his grandson.
“Uncle Duan, there’s no need to ask like this.” Ling Chuxi imdiately stepped aside, saying, “To be honest, although I can see Xiaomo’s sickness, this is sothing I haven’t seen or heard of before, so I can’t figure out a treatnt thod.”
“As long as you find the cause of his sickness, it’ll be easy to deal with. Your Golden Pill Sect is famous because of their dical skills, so sooner or later you will find a way,” Duan Qingchen said confidently, though it sounded like he was trying to convince himself.
“But I’m afraid that Xiaomo’s sickness cannot be allowed to drag on.” Ling Chuxi could tell that Duan Qingchen was trying to make himself feel better. She knew that she was probably his last hope, but she had to tell him the truth. If he dragged on Duan Xiaomo’s sickness because of her, and sothing tragic happened, she would definitely feel guilty for the rest of her life.
“What?” Duan Qingchen’s expression changed slightly. Although he had used all of his energy to probe the odd situation in Duan Xiaomo’s mind ocean, what he understood from it was only a fraction of what Chuxi so thoroughly understood.
“His situation is a lot more severe than the last ti we t. I am worried that his consciousness would completely fade soon, so I suggest that Uncle Duan seek soone who is wiser. I truly am helpless,” Ling Chuxi admitted apologetically.
“It’s that severe?” Duan Qingchen’s body trembled as he stamred. “Then... how long can Xiaomo hold on?”
“Perhaps... one month? This is the first ti I have seen this situation though, so I’m not entirely sure. Perhaps Xiaomo will get lucky and recover on his own.” Ling Chuxi thought about it for a while before speaking. One month was actually the longest she estimated he could hold out. After that, Xiaomo’s entire mind ocean might be thoroughly cut up into smithereens.
“A month! Only a month?” Duan Qingchen could tell that Ling Chuxi was trying to comfort him with that answer, and tears glistened in his eyes.
Seeing Duan Qingchen’s sorrowful expression, Ling Chuxi felt wretched, but truly could not find anything comforting to say.
“Ah, this is really karma. Back then, if it were not for my stubbornness, Ting’er would not have left for another town and gone through all this, and Xiaomo would have lived a life free of misfortune. It is I who should be sorry to the both of them,” Duan Qingchen murmured, his tone full of guilt and bla as tears rolled down his cheeks.
“Misfortune?” Ling Chuxi noticed the oddity of Duan Qingchen’s words. She had been wondering whether Duan Xiaomo was born sick or had fallen sick later, but now hearing Duan Qingchen’s words, it should have been after birth. If the origin of the sickness was known, perhaps the treatnt could be found.
“Yes, now that things are like this, I won’t hide it from you. I know the young fellow of the Jiang family has already told you about Xiaomo’s mother, but there are so things that he doesn’t know. Xiaomo’s mother actually has the Nine Gloom Absolute ridian. This Nine Gloom Absolute ridian has its own pros and cons. You should know about this, right?” Duan Qingchen stabilized his emotions and said.
“Nine Gloom Absolute ridian!” Ling Chuxi almost leapt to her feet. This news was truly too shocking. Duan Xiaomo’s mother had the Nine Gloom Absolute ridian too! Now she understood why the little boy got along so well with her.
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