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Snow Mountain Residence.
Ah Zhou looked outside anxiously. At this moment, a luxurious car drove out of the fog, driving over at an unhurried speed. The two warm lights in front dispelled the fog, making one feel calm and at ease.
The door of the car opened and a figure alighted. It was Sikong Heng.
Ah Zhou was overjoyed. "Doctor Sikong, you're finally here. Hurry up and go see Master, Master …"
Ah Zhou's eyes burned and tears streamed down his cheeks.
He was a grown man, wiping away his tears and crying. It was a pitiful and comical sight.
Sikong Heng walked in, taking off his coat and handing it to Ah Zhou before putting on a white robe.
His fair and beautiful fingers quickly buttoned up the robe, revealing a pair of black trousers. He glanced sideways at Ah Zhou and said calmly, "Control your tear ducts and wipe your tears away first."
Sikong Heng's clear voice was calm and composed, like a spring breeze. Ah Zhou stared at him in a daze, forgetting to cry.
Sikong Heng went upstairs.
The room was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. The doctors and nurses walked in and out of the room, but they were all at a loss.
The doctor's eyes lit up the moment Sikong Heng appeared. As if he had found his pillar of support, he quickly followed behind him.
The nurse handed him a pair of white gloves and Sikong Heng stood by the bed, slowly putting them on. Xuan Ying lay on the bed, his handsome face pale.
Sikong Heng lifted his hand, lifting the blanket on Xuan Ying's body and his gaze shifted downwards.
"Doctor Sikong, Silver Mask King has been drugged with a very strong aphrodisiac. He didn't sleep with a woman, he … he cut himself with a knife. The bleeding has stopped, but I'm afraid Silver Mask King … is going to be crippled …"
The doctor whispered the last two words to Sikong Heng. As soon as he finished speaking, there were two sobs and someone actually started bawling.
Ah Zhou stood by the door and heard it. He couldn't help but wail loudly.
Oh no, Master was going to be crippled.
Master hadn't slept with Shi Xiaoxiao at all. Shi Xiaoxiao had been tortured badly and her virginity had been pierced by Xuan Ying.
Ah Zhou sobbed loudly. At this moment, he saw Sikong Heng lift his eyes from the bedside, his gold-rimmed glasses reflecting a cold light. Sikong Heng's clear black eyes landed on Ah Zhou's face.
Ah Zhou quickly covered his mouth, not daring to cry anymore.
However, he felt that the sky had collapsed.
Master was a man of indomitable spirit. As a man, how could Master be so ruthless to himself?
Ah Zhou couldn't help but blame Xia Ling. It was all her fault, if it wasn't for her, his master wouldn't be like this.
Sikong Heng retracted his gaze and said, "Prepare for surgery immediately."
"Yes."
…
Xuan Ying felt pain everywhere.
His body was in pain, his heart was in pain, it was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat. He slowly opened his eyes, he was awake.
"Master, you're awake?" Ah Zhou quickly ran over.
Xuan Ying glanced sideways at Ah Zhou. Ah Zhou's eyes were swollen from crying.
His throat was sore and dry.
So it wasn't a dream.
She had really left with Mu Mu.
Xuan Ying gently raised the corners of his dry lips.
At this moment, he heard a clear and melodious voice. "Silver Mask King, your injuries are very serious and you need to rest. Remember not to be too emotional."
Xuan Ying lifted his eyes and saw Sikong Heng.
Sikong Heng was writing something on the medical report, handing it over to the doctor behind him. He glanced at Ah Zhou.
Ah Zhou now had complete trust and respect for Doctor Sikong. When he saw Sikong Heng look over, Ah Zhou quickly left with the doctors and nurses.
The room door closed, leaving Xuan Ying and Sikong Heng alone.
…
Sikong Heng sat on the chair beside the bed, looking at Xuan Ying. "I just operated on you and the surgery was very successful, but that doesn't mean that your manhood has recovered.
"You were too harsh on yourself and cut your meridians. This will affect your sexual intercourse in the future. Simply put, you might not be able to get an erection."
Xuan Ying's pale face was devoid of expression. After a while, he replied, "Mm."
Mm.
He responded with a grunt.
"But you don't have to give up. I'll be in Country A during this period of time. After you've recuperated for a while, I'll perform a second surgery on you. I'll do my best to cure you."
Xuan Ying's pale lips twitched. He didn't seem to mind it at all. "Thank you, Doctor Sikong."
"Silver Mask King, I'll take my leave now. Rest well."
Sikong Heng walked out.
…
The room was silent. Xuan Ying stared at the crystal chandelier above him, spacing out for a while.
There wasn't a single sound in his ears. It was so quiet that it was unnerving.
He raised his large palm and pressed on the position of his heart. Then, he dug hard.
Sitting up, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
The melodious ringtone on the other end rang once before it was picked up. A low and magnetic voice slowly transmitted over. "Hello."
"Your Highness, Shi Shi has started a rebellion in the west. I request to lead the troops to quell the rebellion and guard the borders to ensure Country A's safety for a hundred years."
Lu Yeming was silent for a few seconds. "The borders are cold and harsh. I already know about your situation. I'll send other generals to quell the rebellion. You should rest well."
"Your Highness."
Lu Yeming's voice was calm but firm. "I'm getting married in a few days. Stay for a drink."
Lu Yeming hung up the phone.
Xuan Ying held onto his cell phone for a while before getting off the bed.
He changed out of his hospital gown and put on a black leather coat, ready to go.
At this moment, Ah Zhou returned. He was shocked. "Master, Doctor Sikong told you to rest well before he left. Where are you going?"
Xuan Ying sheathed the gun at his waist and said in a low voice, "You don't have to go with me this time. Stay behind and take care of my mother. Once the situation at the borders has stabilized, I'll send someone to fetch you."
What?
Borders?
Ah Zhou was stunned. Master was going to quell Shi Shi's rebellion and then guard the borders.
The conditions there were harsh and many soldiers at the borders wouldn't return even once in decades.
While Ah Zhou was still in shock, Xuan Ying had already gone downstairs.
"Master!" Ah Zhou quickly chased after him. "You can't go now. Have you given up on your treatment?"
Ah Zhou chased after him out of the Snow Mountain Residence and down the steps. He didn't manage to catch up to Xuan Ying. Xuan Ying quickly got into the luxurious car and his tall figure disappeared into the night.
Xuan Ying had left.
He really had left.
He didn't say whether he would come back or not.
Perhaps, he wouldn't come back.
Ah Zhou's legs gave way and he collapsed onto the ground. Master … Master didn't want to live anymore.
…
Sikong Heng received Ah Zhou's call. At this moment, he was sitting in the back seat of the luxurious car, frowning slightly.
"Sikong," Madam Sikong said, "Don't handle work anymore. He can't get hard, but you don't want to!"
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