"Miracle Doctor Gongsun, you have a way to save him, right? You must have a way, don't you?"
Seeing Yue Mingxuan's flushed face and the sweat beading on his forehead, it was obvious that his emotions were overly agitated and his vital energy had been stirred.
If this breath went astray, it would leave behind the root of heart pain.
Gongsun Xing moved swiftly, he raising his hand and dropping the needle.
A silver needle pierced Yue Mingxuan's neck acupoint.
Yue Mingxuan did not even have time to say a single word before his body went limp and collapsed, yet his hand still clutched Gongsun Xing's robe hem tightly.
Gongsun Xing let out a sigh, he took out the small knife he carried with him, and cut off the corner of his robe.
He gestured for the eunuchs to help Yue Mingxuan into the hall to rest. Then he crouched down and checked Shang Qinghua's pulse.
After feeling the pulse beneath his fingers, he looked at Shang Qinghua in astonishment.
