Ximen Qianqiu was in a state of distress.
The resources he had at hand were borrowed, and if his injury could be healed smoothly, his strength and cultivation would return to its peak. He may even have further opportunities for advancement, and naturally, he wouldn't have to worry about paying off his debts.
But now, with each passing day, the interest accumulated more and more. The total was not a small sum.
But what could be done when the divine doctor fell ill?
It was said that the doctor fell ill because of the intense effort he put into saving Great Marshal Wu Tiejun from the assassination attempt. The doctor had exhausted himself to the point of vomiting blood and fainting, a sight witnessed by many. When he would recover, no one knew for sure.
This caused people to talk and the matter became well-known.
Ximen Qianqiu sat in an inn, heaving sighs of anxiety.
