In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yu Zhen walked into the room one step at a time.

Immediately, a middle-aged man wearing a patient's uniform was seen, standing by the window sill of the presidential suite with his hands behind his back, overlooking the people coming and going below.

Although this middle-aged man has gray hair on his temples, he has a majestic appearance, a sharp face, and a terrifying fierce aura between his deep eyes.

The whole person standing there is like an unsheathed sword, extremely sharp.

Not only that, this middle-aged man also exudes a faint aura of majesty and domineeringness.

Compared to those special warriors outside the house, they are many times more powerful and fierce!

Obviously, this middle-aged man is also a figure in the military.

The moment he saw this middle-aged man, Yu Zhen, who had been so sharp just now, immediately became respectful.

But he said worriedly: "Qi Shuai, how can you get up in your current situation? You'd better lie down quickly!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around and smiled lightly, saying, "I don't have long to live anymore, why did I stay in bed for so long?"

"It's better to take a good look at the scenery outside and leave a good mood before you die!"

Although the middle-aged man looked calm, there was a vague aura of a superior person on his sharp face.

"Qi Shuai, you can't say anything unlucky. How could you die?"

"What's more, I invited a miracle doctor for you today! This miracle doctor may be able to cure you!"

Yu Zhen quickly walked up and helped the middle-aged man lie down on the bed.

However, after listening to Yu Zhen's words, the middle-aged man waved his hand and said: "No need, my disease is hopeless and it can no longer be cured!"

"Qi Shuai, I'm also worried about your health. Just try this one last time. If you still can't be cured, then just leave it to fate!"

After hearing this, Yu Zhen became anxious and immediately advised.

But the middle-aged man was still unwilling and said: How many places have we traveled over the years and how many miracle doctors have we found? Can any one of us be said to be able to cure me?"

"It's better not to bother and save your energy! I have tried too many times over the years and I don't want to believe those foreign devils abroad anymore!"

"Besides, traveling abroad too much makes it even more unsafe for me."

The middle-aged man's intention is very clear. He does not want to receive any more treatment, which will only increase the pain!

Originally, this middle-aged man did not plan to go abroad for treatment, but his identity was extremely important. The senior officials of Xia State also tried their best to cure him, but with little success.

This time, when this middle-aged man returned to Xia Kingdom, he came back to wait for death, so that his soul could return to his hometown.

But Yu Zhen doesn't think so.

"This time I invited a miracle doctor from our Xia Kingdom, not a foreign devil!" Yu Zhen explained while covering the middle-aged man with a quilt.

But as soon as Yu Zhengang finished speaking, the middle-aged man shook his head again.

"It's not like we haven't looked for Xia Guo's miracle doctor, but they still can't cure it!"

Just when the middle-aged man was about to refuse, Ding Yi and others outside the door couldn't wait any longer and walked in directly.

I saw several people walking in suddenly, and the middle-aged people looked strange.

But when he saw Ding Yi, his expression softened a lot.

As soon as he saw the middle-aged man on the bed, Ding Yi immediately said respectfully: "Qi Shuai."

Ye Zunlong, who came in with Ding Yi, also saw the middle-aged man, with some surprise flashing in his eyes.
Chapter completed!