Chapter 810: Going Away

Hanshan Garden.

Ah Zhou looked out anxiously. At this time, a luxury car slowly drove out from the cold fog in the distance. It drove over at a leisurely speed. The two warm lights in front dispelled the layers of fog, making people feel calm and at ease for no reason.

The driver's door opened, and a refreshing figure walked out. It was Sikong Heng.

Ah Zhou was overjoyed, "Sikong Divine Doctor, I've been waiting for you. Go and see the master, the master..."

Ah Zhou's eyes were hot and tears were streaming down.

He was a grown man, wiping his tears and crying, pitiful and funny.

Sikong Heng walked in, took off his coat and handed it to Ah Zhou, and then put on a white coat.

The beautiful white fingers nimbly buttoned up the coat, and underneath was a pair of black trousers cut like a blade. He glanced at Ah Zhou and said in a calm voice, "Control your tear glands and wipe your tears first."

Sikong Heng's clear and mellow voice was calm and unhurried, like a spring breeze blowing on his face. Ah Zhou stared at him blankly and forgot to cry.

Sikong Heng went upstairs.

The room smelled of pungent disinfectant, and the doctors and nurses inside came in and out, but they were all at a loss.

When Sikong Heng appeared, the doctor's eyes lit up, as if he had found a backbone, and quickly followed him.

The nurse handed over a pair of white gloves, and Sikong Heng stood by the bed and slowly put them on. Xuan Ying was lying on the bed, his handsome face pale.

Sikong Heng raised his hand, lifted the quilt on Xuan Ying's body, and moved his eyes down.

"Doctor Sikong, the Silver-faced King was poisoned by a strong drug. He hurt himself with a knife. The bleeding has stopped, but the Silver-faced King is probably... going to be useless..."

The doctor said the last two words to Sikong Heng in a low voice. As soon as the words fell, someone burst into tears with two "woohoo" sounds.

Ah Zhou heard it standing by the door. He couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ah Zhou cried loudly, and then he saw Sikong Heng beside the bed raised his eyes. The gold-wire mirror reflected a few cold and sharp lights. Sikong Heng's clear black eyes fell on his face without a sound.

Ah Zhou quickly covered his mouth and dared not cry out again.

But he felt like the sky had fallen.

The master is a man who stands tall and upright. How could the master be so cruel to himself?

Ah Zhou couldn't help but blame Xia Ling. It was all her fault. If it weren't for her, the master wouldn't be like this.

Sikong Heng withdrew his gaze indifferently, and he said, "Prepare for surgery immediately."

"Yes."

...

Xuan Ying felt pain everywhere.

His body hurt, his heart hurt, and he was sweating all over. He slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

"Master, are you awake?" Ah Zhou ran over quickly.

Xuan Ying glanced at Ah Zhou, whose eyes were already swollen from crying.

He felt a sore throat and dry mouth.

It turned out not to be a dream.

She really left with Mou Mou.

Xuan Ying gently pulled up the corners of his pale and dry lips.

At this time, a clear and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, "Silver-faced King, you are seriously injured and need to rest. Remember that grief is harmful to your body."

Xuan Ying raised his eyes and saw Sikong Heng.

Sikong Heng took a pen and wrote something on the test report. After writing it, he handed it to the doctor behind him and glanced at Ah Zhou.

Ah Zhou now had complete trust and respect for Doctor Sikong. Seeing him looking over, Ah Zhou quickly led the doctors and nurses out.

The door of the room was closed, leaving only Xuanying and Sikong Heng.

...

Sikong Heng sat on a chair beside the bed. He looked at Xuanying on the bed, "I just performed surgery on you. The surgery was successful, but this does not mean that you are healed."

"You were too harsh on yourself and cut your meridians. This will definitely have an impact in the future."

There was no expression on Xuanying's pale handsome face. After a while, he said, "Yeah."

Yeah.

He responded.

"But you don't have to give up. I will be in Country A during this period. After you have recuperated for a while, I will perform a second repair surgery on you. I will do my best to cure you."

Xuanying pulled his pale thin lips, somewhat indifferent, somewhat self-deprecating, "Thank you, Doctor Sikong."

"Silver-faced King, then I will leave first and recuperate well."

Sikong Heng walked out.

…

The room was quiet. Xuanying stared at the dazzling crystal chandelier above his head and was stunned for a while.

There was no sound in his ears, so quiet that it was unsettling.

He raised his big hand, pressed the position of his heart, and then scratched it hard.

Sitting up, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The melodious mobile phone ring rang once, and then it was picked up. A low, mellow and magnetic voice slowly came over, "Hello."

"Master, Shi Shi has rebelled in the west. I request to go there. From now on, I will guard the border and ensure the safety of Country A for a hundred years."

Lu Yeming on the other end was silent for a few seconds, "The border is a bitter and cold place, and the conditions are very difficult. I already know about your situation. I will send other generals to quell the rebellion. You should take good care of yourself."

"Master."

Lu Yeming's voice on the other end was flat, but it was unquestionable, "I will get married in a few days, stay for a drink."

Lu Yeming hung up the phone directly.

Xuanying held the phone for a while, then got up and got out of bed.

He changed out of his hospital gown and put on a black leather jacket, ready to go.

At this time, Ah Zhou came back and he was shocked, "Master, before leaving, Doctor Sikong told you to rest well. Where are you going?"

Xuan Ying said in a deep voice, "You don't have to go with me this time. Stay and take care of my mother first. When the situation at the border is stable, I will send someone to pick you up."

What?

Border?

A Zhou was shocked on the spot. The master was going to guard the border.

The conditions there were harsh and he would not come back for decades.

When A Zhou was shocked, Xuan Ying had already gone downstairs.

"Master!" A Zhou quickly chased after him and shouted, "You can't go now. Have you given up treatment?"

A Zhou chased out of the gate of Hanshan Garden and ran down the steps. He did not catch up with Xuan Ying. Xuan Ying quickly got on the X luxury car. His tall and straight body completely disappeared in the thick night.

Xuan Ying left.

Really left.

He did not say whether he would come back or not.

Maybe, he would not come back.

A Zhou's legs softened and he collapsed directly to the ground. Master... Master is going to die.

...

Si Kong Heng received A Zhou's call. At this time, he was sitting in the back seat of the luxury car and frowned slightly.

"Sikong," Mrs. Sikong said at this time, "Don't deal with the work anymore!"