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According to Wu Gang's calculations, the True Qi he infused into Jiang Xiangui last time should have been enough to sustain him for a month or even longer. How could it have depleted so quickly? He couldn't quite understand.
When Wu Gang and the others left the hotel, it was the peak of rush hour.
He had thought it would be impossible to reach the hospital in just ten minutes. Wang Wenzheng's incessant phone calls urging them on left Wu Gang feeling helpless.
"Can't you just tell your master the method of treatment?" Sang Lingzhu looked at Wu Gang with some confusion and asked.
Hearing this, Wu Gang also didn't know what to say. He wanted to, but how could he transfer the True Qi in his body to someone else?
"How much longer will it take?"
Instead of answering Sang Lingzhu's question, Wu Gang asked his own.
"According to this pace, I have no idea," Sang Lingzhu shook her head, already stuck in an immovable traffic jam; who knew how much longer it might take?
