By the time Qin Wudao and his party returned to the Imperial Capital, Hua Tuo, Sun Simiao, and Zhang Zhongjing were already waiting at the front gate of the Imperial Physician's Court.
In addition to them, there was the Jade Snow Gentleman, dressed in a long white gown, appearing like a fairy descended to the mortal world, her delicate face etched with worry.
By midday, thousands of figures traversed the sky. The aura they unintentionally revealed was potent enough to tear the Void and shake the heavens.
"Your Majesty!"
Once everyone had landed, Hua Tuo and the others stepped forward to pay their respects.
"Father, what's wrong with you?" A fragrant scent wafted over as the Jade Snow Gentleman rushed to the Jade Monarch. Seeing her father, pale and his body festering, her heart twisted in agony, and tears streamed down her face.
"I'm fine!" The Jade Monarch's pale face showed a hint of doting affection.
