Ye Xingbei now especially missed the old Fifth Master of Gu.
Although the current Gu Junzhu was more composed and more imposing, looking ever the successful man, she still preferred the earlier Gu Junzhu, who irritated her so much she often felt like exploding.
Because that version of Junzhu was happy.
At the same time,
In the hospital,
Guo Mu lay in the hospital bed, one hand cuffed to the bed head, the other hand pierced with a needle for an IV drip.
Even though the doctor had already administered painkillers, he still felt pain throughout his body.
He heard the doctor treating him discussing that the darts shot at him had been soaked in a medicinal fluid.
That kind of fluid could slowly corrode his muscles and nerves, causing his whole body to rot and ultimately, lead to his death.
If he had been hurt in just three to five places, even ten or eight, and received appropriate treatment, there might have been hope for recovery.
