The old lady Wei's voice became sharper, "Achen's body is already like this, your examinations will kill him!"
Indeed, Wei Zhongchen's body was not suitable for those examinations; yesterday, he almost died in agony, and it was Mo Jun's potion that kept him alive.
If it happened again, he would surely die.
"Then wait for him to die and examine him. Anyway, I doubt he'll last these few days," Yan Zhufei said casually, "When he's dead, open him up and see whose organs those are."
"You bitch, I'll kill you!" The old lady Wei glared viciously at Yan Zhufei, her gaze as if she wanted to devour someone.
Wei Zhongchen was her final line. She had gone mad for the sake of this son, and now, seeing it all about to fail, she was even more frantic.
