The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter 2: Opening your eyes means you only have three days to live.

"How much longer can Ming Wang hold on?" Chief Zhang's face turned even more grim. He could tell that Master Zhang was not lying.

"While it's impossible to say for sure, barring any unforeseen circumstances, they certainly won't be able to defeat them in a month!" the old man mused.

"A month?" General Zhang frowned, clearly a month was not enough.

"This is still the most optimistic scenario!" the old man sighed softly.

Chief Zhang's gaze swept over Mo Bai, who remained deathly pale, and a mad glint flashed in his eyes again. After a long while, his gaze sharpened slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Master Zhang, in that case, will the Ming King be able to travel by carriage during this month?"

The old man paused for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "King Ming's condition is like a candle in the wind; the slightest movement, and I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, General Zhang sighed deeply, "What should we do?"

"There is a way to temporarily restore Ming Wang's vitality, but..." The old man saw that Chief Zhang was frowning and wondered why he wanted Ming Wang to get up and move around, but he suddenly pondered and said.

"Oh? Master Zhang has a solution? Please tell me quickly!" Chief Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked directly at the old man.

The old man paused slightly before speaking, "Although the Ming King's life force has been extinguished, medicine can be used to stimulate all his remaining life potential, ensuring his temporary safety..."

At this point, the old man hesitated slightly, but had no choice but to say, "However, I'm afraid the King of Ming only has three days left to live!"

To put it bluntly, this is equivalent to a man-made, temporary resurgence.

"Three days?" Chief Zhang murmured, pondering for a moment before raising his head, his gaze hardening slightly. "The situation is what it is, and there's no other way. Master Zhang, please stay here for now and look after the Bright King. I need to report back to His Majesty immediately!"

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The intense pain continued to assault Mo Bai's nerves, but he remained lying motionless on the bed, as if he were in a deep coma.

But after the two people in the room left and the room fell silent again, his eyelids suddenly twitched slightly.

Another one!

Finally, it slowly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of clear, bright eyes that were surprisingly composed for their age, making their first real appearance in this space.

There was a slight daze in his eyes, but he wasn't overly clear-headed like someone who had just woken up.

It's obvious that he's been awake for quite some time now!

In fact, after he spat out that mouthful of blood, although he was extremely weak and drowsy, he endured it and forced himself to pull through.

Although being in a coma is actually a blessing, because it allows one to escape the unbearable waves of chest pain.

But he chose to endure it. Because of what he heard, he did not open his eyes, and no matter how uncomfortable he was, he did not utter a sound or even frown.

He even suppressed his breathing to the point of unconsciousness.

This is very difficult to do, not because of a lack of ability, but because the mental fortitude required is truly terrifying!

But Mo Bai succeeded; the two men didn't notice anything unusual until they left the room.

His clear, dark eyes moved quietly as he began to survey the room.

Although I had expected it, I was still surprised when I saw that this was not the pristine white VIP ward in the hospital where I had stayed.

But he seemed to be naturally more composed than most people, and his gaze slowly returned to calm.

Continue to examine.

A completely unfamiliar room, decorated in red everywhere.

He endured the excruciating pain, gently turned his head, and looked at the red gauze curtains on the bed!

Porcelain cups and saucers on the square table!

Those wooden doors and windows looked expensive, but their design was incredibly outdated!

Finally, my gaze settled on the chandelier that hung down from a black wire, emitting a dim, yellowish glow.

"The Republic of China..." His eyes showed a slight hint of doubt, and his lips seemed to open and close slightly, but no sound came out.

Mo Bai has lived for thirty years, and half of those years were spent living in an ancient temple deep in the mountains!

In my spare time, besides reading medical and martial arts classics, I also recite many ancient classics.

While he wouldn't claim to be an expert on the history of each dynasty, Mo Bai believes he is more familiar with it than most people.

This decorating style doesn't require deep historical knowledge; anyone who watches TV regularly will find it familiar!

That's right, it's from the Republican era, with its unique style!

"Your Majesty, the Dynasty..."

But only for a moment, a glint flashed in Mo Bai's eyes, and his lips parted slightly again.

Thinking back to the conversation just now, Mo Bai denied the existence of the Republic of China again!

Could it be the late Qing Dynasty?

The late Qing Dynasty was indeed a chaotic and turbulent time, with imperial power waning, so such decorations were not unusual.

But Mo Bai immediately denied it again, saying it couldn't be the late Qing Dynasty, because no prince in the Qing Dynasty was granted the title of Ming Prince!

His eyes continued to wander, pondering the conversation's references to Shangqing Mountain, the Ming King's wedding night, the Lin family's daughter, and the arranged marriage...

Although Mo Bai's eyes were clear and sharp, he was clearly an extremely intelligent person.

Based solely on these connections, although he couldn't find a familiar era in his memory, he was able to make some general deductions.

"As chaos arose and imperial power waned, the Lin family may have harbored rebellious intentions, wanting to use their daughter's marriage to the powerful Shangqing Mountain. However, the royal family saw through their plan, or perhaps they simply wanted to give the Lin family a warning and uphold the dignity of the royal family. Therefore, the royal family bestowed a marriage between the Lin family's daughter and the Ming Prince."

"Upon learning of this, Shang Qingshan, acting on behalf of the Lin family, angrily beat Ming Wang to the point of near death on their wedding night!"

These words flashed through Mo Bai's mind, but then his brows seemed to furrow slightly, as if something was amiss.

That shouldn't be the case. If that were true, wouldn't Shangqingshan be completely disregarding imperial authority...?

No, no, since the royal family still needs to save face, Shangqingshan would certainly not dare to be so blatant. There must be some reason to cover it up.

"The Lin family woman was taken to Shangqing Mountain?" Mo Bai suddenly remembered this sentence, and "they are now a legitimate couple!"

There's more to this than meets the eye. The Lin woman wasn't brought there for a marriage alliance. Her relationship with Shangqingshan likely went beyond a simple marriage; there might be some other connection that's why Shangqingshan was able to stand up for her.

Mo Bai lacked information and could not yet distinguish all the facts, but he did not seem to care. Instead, he thought of the Lin family woman and the wedding, and his eyes suddenly flickered.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was trying to do something.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, and a glint of annoyance appeared in his usually calm and quiet gaze.

"My King... I'm married, and I don't even know what she looks like?" This thought crossed his mind.

……

Fortunately, no one knew what he was thinking at that moment. In this environment, he actually had the mood to wonder what the Lin woman looked like.

That's not really appropriate...

Speechless.

Since you're so keen on pursuing this, why don't you consider the most pressing issue: you're currently suffering immense pain and torment, and you may only have three days left to live!

Of course he'll think about it.

His gaze quieted again: "Chief Zhang wants me to go on a mission. If I'm not mistaken, he probably wants to send me somewhere openly and legitimately, and then disappear. That way, I won't be able to determine whether I'm alive or dead, and I won't have to risk my life against Shangqing Mountain for the sake of royal dignity. I can also keep Lin's daughter hanging, preventing her from remarrying. Hmm, this method is actually quite feasible!"

It's clear that he's incredibly intelligent.

From just those few words of conversation, he had already understood so much.

Although it cannot be confirmed whether it is true or not, this is indeed not easy.

Just from this reaction speed, you can tell that this is definitely not a level of composure that an ordinary person could have!

"According to Steward Zhang, my father is a man destined for great things, with a resilient character. If nothing unexpected happens, he should swallow his anger and let me take that potion that stimulates potential and gives me a final burst of energy... Hmm, I can live for three more days!"

The thoughts in Mo Bai's eyes gradually subsided, and he became somewhat lost in thought.

Neither his expression nor his eyes showed much change!

It's obvious that he's really a bit odd.

A normal person, faced with his situation, would not react so quietly.

Even if one could easily accept it, it is impossible to put matters concerning one's life last and then drift away from them, as if one is not worried about one's life at all.

However, he did just that, and gradually some images like "dream bubbles" began to appear in his eyes!

He seems to be... reminiscing!

Recalling a vivid life.