"Father, this time I have brought you three generations of leaders of the medical family, as well as the strongest medical experts in the modern era, all at once. They all have extraordinary medical skills.
With the ability to bring the dead back to life and make flesh from dead bones, they will definitely be able to cure you..."
Before Qin Hao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Wen raising his hand.
"My father's body, as my father knows, cannot be cured by medicine or stone. If they fail, don't blame me."
As he spoke, Qin Wen's pale face flashed with a strange rosiness, and Qin Hao was frightened by the sight, fearing that this was a flashback before his death.
"Go ahead and call the generals and masters over. I have something to tell you."
"Um."
Qin Hao nodded, and then gave some instructions to his subordinates. After a while, all the senior officials of the Qin Army from outside poured into the house.
Among them, the civil servants include: Xi Zhicai, Hao Tong, Fa Yan, Sima Fang, Zao Zhi and others;
The military generals include: Qin Jian, Meng Ao, Meng Wu, Zhao Yun, Qin Wu and other generals.
Their influx also made the originally spacious room suddenly become a little crowded.
"They're all here."
"Brother."
With tears in his eyes, Qin Jian held Qin Wen's hand. After learning that his brother was critically ill, he was extremely anxious. After handing over the military affairs in Sizhou, he immediately took his son Qin Wu to protect Qin Hao's family and returned to Bingzhou.
As for Qin Zheng, who is far away in Jingbei, he is also rushing back after receiving the news, but because the two places are too far apart, he is still on the way.
"Fourth brother, there is also a military advisor."
Qin Wen called softly, and when Xi Zhicai heard it, he quickly came forward and grabbed Qin Wen's hand, saying with tears in his eyes: "Lord, Zhicai is here."
Qin Wen smiled and nodded, and said unhurriedly: "Since Wen took charge of the army, he has been diligent and diligent, working hard at night and not daring to slack off in the slightest.
Unfortunately, Wen's talent was limited, and he was just a mediocre person. Although he wanted to compete with other heroes, he was unable to carry forward our Jin army.
Military strategist, and gentlemen, you are all great talents in this world, but you have never left me, accompanying me through life and death, and loyally assisting such a mediocre Wen, but you have suffered a lot over the years."
There were the most people in the room, but there was no sound. The silence was terrifying. Only Qin Wen was muttering weakly to himself, which also explained the sorrow of the hero in his old age.
As Qin Wen talked, most of the Jin army's top brass cried sadly, but they all sobbed very restrainedly. No one cried loudly for fear of affecting the lord on the sick bed.
"My lord, Xi Zhicai has wasted half his life. Fortunately, I met my lord. I have no regrets in this life." Xi Zhicai cried sadly.
"My lord, you are a rare great hero since ancient times. It is the greatest honor in my life to be able to follow my lord in all the battles..."
Meng Ao cried and beat his chest, feeling extremely sad, but still did not cry out.
"Lord..."
Everyone knelt on the ground and issued the most sincere call to the person they respected the most on the sickbed: "Lord."
"Your Majesty..."
Qin Wen raised his voice to interrupt everyone's shouting, and then continued: "God has been kind to Wen. Although Wen is mediocre, my son Qin Hao is extremely talented. After Wen passes away, I still hope that you will assist Wen."
In the same way, I will assist my son wholeheartedly, and my son will definitely put you in good stead and treat you well."
"Don't worry, my lord, we will be loyal, loyal to the young master to the death, and inherit your great cause."
Xi Zhicai took the lead in expressing his stance, and then everyone said in unison: "We will definitely be loyal, loyal to the young master to the death, and inherit the great cause of the master."
Seeing this, Qin Wen nodded with satisfaction, then took Qin Hao's hand and said softly: "Hao'er, from now on, Bingzhou, the Jin army, and the Qin family will be handed over to you."
Qin Hao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with great determination: "Father, don't worry, Hao will not let you down, father."
From this moment on, Qin Hao officially took away all the power of the Jin army, and the Qin and Jin families officially merged into one, and could no longer be separated.
"Wen, I have no regrets in this life."
As he spoke, Qin Wen's eyes gradually became cloudy. He vaguely seemed to see the figures of Yang Ye, Luo Yi, Mu Feng and other veterans, and they stood not far away and waved to him, as if they were welcoming him.
Same.
"Brother Chonggui (named by Yang Ye), brother Ziyan (named by Luo Yi), and my father-in-law (Mufeng), you all came to pick me up, right?
Well, living is really tiring, so I should completely take off the courage from my shoulders and take a good rest..."
Qin Wen's tone became lower and lower, until he couldn't do anything subtle, but Qin Wen and others on the side were confused, why did he suddenly mention Yang Ye and the others?
"Father, what are you talking about...it's not good..."
"Lord..."
Qin Hao couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the top brass of the Jin army also exclaimed. They all found that something was wrong with Qin Wen's state.
Hua Tuo and other four miraculous doctors hurriedly intervened in the inquiry, and then kicked out all the senior Jin army officials, concentrating on treating Qin Wen whose life was hanging by a thread, leaving only Qin Hao alone.
"Brother Zhang Ji, why did my father suddenly..."
Qin Hao asked anxiously, while Zhang Zhongjing frowned and said, "Uncle Wen's condition has worsened?"
"how so?"
Qin Hao said with some collapse. In order to save his father, he used the most precious elixir in the world and invited the four most skilled doctors in the world. Why is it still like this?
"Logically speaking, it shouldn't get worse, but for some reason, Uncle Wen's desire to live doesn't seem to be strong, and he even wants to die. That's why it deteriorates so quickly."
After listening to Zhang Ji's words, Qin Hao couldn't help but fell silent.
Don’t have a strong desire to survive?
Or even actively seeking death?
Qin Wen is really too tired. There are too many burdens on his shoulders that he cannot bear, so for him, death may also be a kind of relief.
"No, if this continues, Uncle Wen will definitely die."
Zhang Ji was sweating on his forehead. He turned around and said to Qin Hao anxiously: "Quickly, do something to stimulate his desire to live. Otherwise, even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, he won't be able to save him."
Qin Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly. His father took the initiative to seek relief, and he also firmly believed that he would be able to dominate the world. It could be said that he had no regrets anymore. What else in the world could inspire his desire to live?
"It's just a gamble."
Qin Hao thought to himself, and then said to the servants: "Hurry up and ask the old lady to bring the young master and young lady in."
If Qin Wen has any regrets, probably the last one is that he has never met his grandchildren.
Qin Hao didn't know if the cries of his grandchildren could bring his father back from hell, but the matter was at this point, and he had no other option besides this method.