Chapter 5589
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Just as the two of them were talking, Di Beichen and his group had arrived.
"Ziran!" Di Beichen quickened his steps and walked in front of Ziran.
"You're here." Ziran's lips curled into a smile, "I knew you'd come today."
"How's uncle?" Baili Hongzhuang asked with concern.
Shangguan Yingying walked to Baili Hongzhuang's side, her delicate face filled with anxiety.
"Hong Zhuang, it's good that you're here. Father's condition is very serious. Quickly go and take a look."
"Alright!" Baili Hongzhuang nodded solemnly, "Quickly take me to have a look."
"Yingying, take Hong Zhuang over first. We'll be there soon." Ziran said.
Immediately after, Baili Hongzhuang followed Baili Hongzhuang and quickly rushed to Sect Master Wen's residence. On the way, Shangguan Yingying was also anxiously explaining the general situation to Baili Hongzhuang.
"Hong Zhuang, we can only rely on you now." Shangguan Yingying looked at Baili Hongzhuang with hope. The latter was undoubtedly carrying all their hopes. "This time, the serious injury caused a huge blow to Father. I feel that his entire condition has become very bad."
Hearing this, Baili Hongzhuang frowned slightly. She still had some doubts in her heart.
However, when she saw Sect Master Wen, she suddenly understood what Shangguan Yingying meant.
In her line of sight, Sect Master Wen was lying on the bed. His originally handsome face looked extremely old at this moment. Even his hair had turned white. He was dispirited and listless, as if his vitality had been forcefully taken away by something. His eyes were dim and lifeless.
"Father, Hong Zhuang is here." Shangguan Yingying called out softly. Her slightly trembling voice was filled with heartache.
She'd stayed in the Cloudsword Sect since she was young, and she'd taken Wen Jinghui to be her own father since long ago. At this moment, when she saw him in such a state, how could her heart not ache?
Wen Jinghui then turned to look at Baili Hongzhuang, the corners of his lips pulling out a smile with difficulty, "Hongzhuang, you're here."
"Uncle, let me take a look at your injuries," Baili Hongzhuang said softly.
Wen Jinghui waved his hand. "It's useless. I know my body. It can't be saved."
Originally, when he fled back, he was quite glad that the heavens didn't want him to die. However, after returning, he found that his body's condition was getting worse and worse. So many doctors and alchemists came, but it was useless.
Presently, he'd already given up hope, and the only thing he regretted was that if he knew the outcome would be like this, then he shouldn't have returned at that time, and he wouldn't have implicated the entire Cloudsword Sect.
The only thing that comforted him was that he was still able to see Ziran and Yingying before he returned, and this was already the preferential treatment that the heavens had given him.
"Uncle, your condition isn't that bad. Don't give up so quickly," Baili Hongzhuang said hurriedly.
Shangguan Yingying spoke out as well. "Father, the other doctors and alchemists can't treat you because their standards aren't high enough. However, you know how strong Hong Zhuang is, so you can be at ease and let her treat you."
Wen Jinghui looked at Shangguan Yingying and smiled lightly. "I know you're filial."
With Wen Jinghui's cooperation, Baili Hongzhuang carefully examined Wen Jinghui's injuries, and she instantly gained a trace of understanding in her heart.
"Hong Zhuang, is Father's injuries related to the energy of darkness?"
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