The old woman in light armor walked into this picture, lowered her head to check Ji Dan's wound, said nothing, and took out a small box from her sleeve, retrieved an herbal pill, and gave it to the King of Shang.
After taking the pill, the King of Shang's spirit gradually returned to normal.
Finally, accompanied by a lingering yawn, the old King of Shang's eyes gradually regained focus.
The old woman walked into the shadows of the main hall and brought two cups of hot tea.
Li Ping'an had long noticed that in several corners of this great hall, there were many women wearing purple light armor.
These should be the old King of Shang's trusted aides.
Di Yi frowned at the five-year-old child before him, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said calmly, "Does he really have divine protection?"
The old woman at the side said, "Your Majesty, I have checked his wound, it's very close to the heart, surviving is indeed a great fortune."
"This is not very good."
