"I am afraid... I am afraid that time... time is..." The imperial physician stuttered, and his words trailed off because of extreme fear.
"What is it? Speak clearly!" Lu Heng roared. "Say it quickly!"
"I am afraid... I am afraid that... time is running out," the imperial physician finally said, exhausting his courage as his shoulders sagged down. He did not dare to raise his head to look up at the emperor at all. He already knew that the emperor would be in a very bad mood.
Lu Heng's legs felt weak, and he fell to the ground in disbelief. He crawled to the imperial physician, grabbed the old man's shoulder, and shook it vigorously.
"Impossible! This is impossible!" Lu Heng yelled. There was obvious desperation in his tone. "There must be a way, right? Yes, there must be a way. You can just tell me what it is. Tell me!"
