When he said the last sentence, Gu Liufeng's eyes were full of determination.
But his whole body revealed a deep sadness and pain.
The choice between killing one's own mother with one's own hands or watching her suffer without dignity would be extremely cruel for anyone.
He Xi nodded, without saying anything more, but leaned over and took Gu Youlan's pulse.
Gu Youlan was still struggling and wailing, but this little bit of force was nothing to He Xi.
However, this time, taking the pulse lasted for half an hour.
After taking back his hand from taking the pulse, there was no sign of relief on He Xi's face. He leaned down and opened Gu Youlan's eyelids and mouth to look at her pupils and tongue coating.
Gu Liufeng was watching with his breath frozen, until he saw He Xi stand up, then he asked softly: "Xi Yue, your diagnosis result..."
He took a deep breath and swallowed back the questions he was about to ask. He was afraid that he would hear the ending he least wanted to hear.
"Xi Yue, there is something wrong with the pill given by the Murong family, right?" Gu Liufeng was silent for a while before asking again, "If... if I can find a way to get that pill, would it be more beneficial to your treatment?"
"As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I will do whatever it takes! As long as you can save my mother's life!"
He Xi washed his hands with water beside him, then said calmly: "Don't worry, your mother's illness is a bit troublesome, but I can cure it."
"What?!" Gu Liufeng exclaimed, his voice trembling a little, "Xiyue, you...are you serious? Can you cure my mother? Can you really cure her?"
He Xi raised his eyebrows, and his clear and pleasant voice was filled with a sense of arrogance, "Have you forgotten what I said? I can't save everyone, but as long as I, Xi Yue, say I can save someone, even the God of Hell can't take her life away."
"But your mother's health is now at the point of exhaustion. Even if she is cured, she may not be able to practice anymore. Moreover, if she does not have longevity medicine, she can only live to the age of celestial beings at best."
"That's enough!" Gu Liufeng suppressed his excitement and bowed to He Xi with a trembling voice, "Xi Yue, I don't know how to express my gratitude. From now on, my life..."
"If you don't know what to say, don't say it." He Xi waved his hand to interrupt him, and with a flick of his white wrist, two silver needles quickly appeared between his fingers.
The silver needle slowly pierced into Gu Youlan's two temples. As the silver needle entered her body, Gu Youlan's struggling movements slowly stopped.
Although his body was still shaking with pain, there was a hint of calmness between his brows.
Gu Liufeng looked at the young man concentrating on giving acupuncture, and for some reason, the scene of Nangong Yu handing herbs to Xi Yue when she was boiling medicine in the herb garden appeared in front of his eyes.
His Majesty the Pluto, who is so high and mighty, is willing to humble himself and restrain himself in front of Xi Yue.
At that time, Gu Liufeng accidentally saw the look in Nangong Yu's eyes when he looked at Xi Yue.
Xi Yue stared at the medicine furnace without even glancing at Nangong Yu, but Nangong Yu's gaze never left Xi Yue's body for a moment.
Such a gentle, doting and persistent look made people suddenly feel that it was not the cold-blooded Pluto at all, but a good husband who doted on his wife dearly.
Gu Liufeng sighed softly, and suddenly murmured silently: "Perhaps, Nangong Yu is the most suitable person for you." (To be continued)