Chapter 1017

As soon as she entered, Chen Ning choked on the smell of medicine, but she did not stop as she walked into the bedroom.

There were several small red clay stoves burning in the room, and on top of each stove was a medicine jar that was constantly emitting white steam.

Before Mo Chuan and her arrived, Xiao Si and Zhui Feng were brewing medicine.

On the bed, doctor Zhang was bending over to give Chu Shao Bai acupuncture. He did not hear Chen Ning's footsteps and was completely focused on the needles, not even lifting his head.

His white hair was a mess and his forehead was covered in sweat. He was a completely different person from the usual neat and tidy doctor.

Chen Ning's eyes only swept over doctor Zhang. She did not disturb him and just silently stood in front of the bed, staring at the motionless Chu Shao Bai lying on the bed.

If Mo Chuan had not told her that he was very thin ….. So thin that he didn't look like a human, she really would not have believed that this body that was as thin as a skeleton was Shao Bai.

Her body slightly swayed and she almost lost her footing.

She felt a strong arm supporting her from behind.

Mo Chuan was standing behind her with one hand holding her waist, letting her lean against his chest. Then together with her, he silently looked at Chu Shao Bai on the bed.

"Shao Bai, is he really Shao Bai?" Her lips trembled and her voice was so soft that she couldn't even hear herself.

Mo Chuan's hand holding her waist slightly tightened before nodding.

Chen Ning couldn't help closing her eyes. After calming herself down, she opened them again.

The Chu Shao Bai on the bed was very thin. He was so thin that his cheeks were sunken in and his eyes were popping out. His face was yellow and his eyes were closed. His chest was flat like it was not moving at all.

He was lying there like this, looking dead. He was like a corpse without any breath or warmth.

She saw the thick bandages on his chest. That was the sword wound he deliberately received to save her …..

Was it because of this sword wound that he had become a living dead?

Chen Ning did not believe it!

The room was very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard. There was only doctor Zhang's heavy breathing.

Xiao Si and Zhui Feng also silently entered the room. The two of them did not make a sound as they silently sat by the stove looking at the medicine in the pot.

Doctor Zhang's movements became slower and slower and the sweat on his forehead became more and more. In the end, it was already very hard for him.

Everyone in the room watched him until he finished the last needle. After letting out a long sigh, he fell down on his butt.

Mo Chuan reached out to gently support his back. Doctor Zhang stabilized himself and turned around, instantly being shocked.

"Emperor!" Doctor Zhang was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.

He looked at Chen Ning and his jaw dropped, thinking that he was dreaming.

"Doctor Zhang, Shao Bai ….. He … …" Mo Chuan slowly said.

Doctor Zhang instinctively wanted to shake his head, but when he saw Chen Ning beside him, his neck froze and he vaguely said,

"King Jing An is blessed by the heavens. He is still this young, he ….. Perhaps he will be fine."

Only he didn't have any confidence in saying this, so how could the people beside him not understand.

Mo Chuan's heart suddenly sank and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.