Chapter 94: 94: dical Skill (4)_1
Speaking to this point, he coughed twice, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His illness was too severe, with afflictions in all his five organs and six viscera; scarcely a part of him was untouched.
Liang Zhi Chen gently pressed on Liang Shuyu’s shoulders, his eyes also filled with deep sorrow.
Yixuan and Liang Haoming suddenly froze.
"Is it, is it really... not much ti left?" Yixuan looked toward his eldest and second brother, his lips trembling uncontrollably, revealing a rare loss of composure. Although Zhi Chen’s health had always been poor, there had been hope that even if it couldn’t be cured, he wouldn’t pass away too soon.
But now, the second brother himself admitted that he... was beyond help?
"Eldest brother?"
Yixuan looked desperately at Zhi Chen.
Zhi Chen’s eyes held a hint of reluctance as he said somberly, "Unless sothing unexpected happens, Shuyu... might live for a few more months."
Yixuan was completely stunned. Beside him, his fourth brother, Liang Haoming, wore an expressionless face as usual, but his hands hanging by his side were trembling slightly, betraying his inner unrest.
Yue Ning was also caught off guard, his mouth agape, yet it was as if soone was choking him, not a word could co out.
Their hearts were filled with grief and despair!
For a mont, a heavy atmosphere enveloped the small room, and a shadow fell over the faces of the brothers.
Dong Huiying also fell silent for a mont, then hesitantly said, "Actually, it’s not entirely hopeless," otherwise, she wouldn’t have bluntly stated Liang Shuyu’s condition.
Zhi Chen’s head shot up, and he looked at her.
Previously, Dong Huiying had detailed the brothers’ conditions quite thoroughly, but over these years, hadn’t Shuyu seen enough "Doctors"? If not a hundred, then dozens, yet all of them were at their wits’ end.
Now, he could only pin his hopes on that famous yet elusive "Divine Doctor," whose na echoed throughout the land. But such a Divine Doctor was not easily found.
Months earlier, he had chance upon news that the Divine Doctor was spotted in Tongzhou Province and imdiately took Shuyu there, only to return empty-handed.
Rembering all this, Zhi Chen sighed silently once more. However, although his shoulders were normally unyielding, they seed to stoop ever so slightly at this mont.
Dong Huiying felt a bit of pity, then shyly glanced at the brothers before signaling to Shuyu, "Your hand, stretch it out."
Shuyu was startled for a mont, then lifted his sleeve to reveal his pale and thin wrist.
Dong Huiying, frowning slightly, placed her fingertips on his wrist. This ti, she took longer to feel his pulse, mainly because Shuyu had too many issues plaguing his body.
"Your tongue."
Liang Shuyu: "..."
And then afterwards.
Her dark little hand pressed on several points on Shuyu’s body and asked, "How does this feel?"
"Painful."
"And here?"
"Slightly painful."
"What about here?"
"It’s bearable."
After quite a while, Dong Huiying bowed her head in thought.
The room was eerily quiet, but every now and then, the Liang Family Brothers’ gazes drifted involuntarily toward her.
Perhaps they were mixed with a glimr of hope.
Or perhaps they just needed so certainty, soone to say that Shuyu would not die, that he could still live.
Maybe what they wanted was just a fleeting, ethereal sense of hope.
Even though they were well aware it was self-deception.
But...
"It can be treated."
After saying this, Dong Huiying looked directly at Liang Zhi Chen.
"But it will require a lot of dicinal ingredients and will take a long ti. Although I’m not sure about the prices of those dicinal ingredients outside, if a small eight-year-old Small Ginseng costs Eight Taels of Silver, then conservatively estimating, to cure Shuyu, it would take at least two years, and during this period, just the cost of the dicine could amount to thousands of Taels of Silver, and it might even exceed that amount by far."
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