With the pellet and water down his throat, the old man let out a long breath. Suddenly, he sat up with his eyes widened and violently vomited. Aside from a large amount of phlegm mixed with blood, there were also pieces of food in it. Only after he vomited did he relax and he slowly close his eyes. He looked frail at this moment, but at least the spasms have stopped. Kan Bo’s face was grim. He was in both joy and sorrow. He was rejoicing that Sire Shui was fine, and his reputation wouldn’t be affected by this matter. At the same time, he was also feeling sorrow that he had no idea about Sire Shui’s condition. If this relapse in the future, what should he do?!

“May I ask what medicine the patient just took?” He asked, since it was clearly the pellet that calmed down the patient’s condition.

Jin Guoxiang replied, “It’s a medicine that Physician Su gave to me after taking a look at Sire Shui. But there’s only one, and it can only maintain his condition for only two days.”

Everyone knew the meaning behind Jin Guoxiang’s words. When the medicine’s effect is...