Old Gui bowed, "Old Empress Dowager, this Ming Zhitian's origins are unknown. Besides the three great Yuan guards, Meng Tian, Kai Luo, and Basa Mala, the Yuan family also has True Monarch Tian Hai and Buddha Dou Tian Hai of Little Floating Island guarding it. Yet, he has single-handedly pacified them. This person's strength is worth pondering."
The Old Empress Dowager became interested. Her cultivation technique from a young age was based on absorbing Yang to replenish Yin. Now, hearing of a young man who was so powerful, she choked on her saliva.
Playfully, she said, "Old Gui, Zhong Chang, go and bring him to me."
Old Gui and Zhong Chang exchanged glances, "This..."
Zhong Chang bowed, "Reporting to Old Empress Dowager, even those two martial kings, Tian Hai's ninth and tenth stage masters, were no match for him. We are no different."
Old Gui nodded in agreement. The Old Empress Dowager was displeased, "What? Is the Tian Hai family useless? Are you also useless? Do I have to make a personal move?"
Old Gui and Zhong Chang quickly knelt together, "Your servants dare not!"
The Old Empress Dowager let out a soft "hmph," "What are you waiting for?"
Old Gui and Zhong Chang quickly stood up, "Your servants will attend to it immediately."
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Meanwhile, in a VIP room at Bo Ren Hospital, Qing Kong Xuanlang lay on the hospital bed, his left arm and right leg crippled.
The doctor emerged from the operating room. The high-ranking officials of the Qing Kong family were all present, and Qing Kong Yuezhang had been waiting for a long time.
He rushed forward, "Doctor Lu, how is my son?"
Doctor Lu sighed, "His life is not in danger, but..."
Qing Kong Yuezhang had weathered many storms and did not become overly emotional, "Just tell me directly."
Doctor Lu nodded, "Your child's left arm and right leg cannot be saved."
Although Qing Kong Yuezhang was mentally prepared, his eyes widened, "What do you mean?"
Doctor Lu continued, "From now on, he will likely... spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair..."
"What?!..." All the high-ranking officials were agitated, shouting, "Which damned dog did this? We will avenge our young master!"
Qing Kong Yuezhang was puzzled, "Only an arm and a leg are crippled, why would he have to spend his life in a wheelchair?"
Doctor Lu sighed heavily, "Precisely. Because when your child wakes up and realizes his condition, his mind cannot accept it, leading to mental disorder. Currently, half of his nervous system is damaged. I plan to have him recover from his injuries in the limb department and then transfer him to the neurology department."
Qing Kong Yuezhang staggered back two steps, clearly unable to accept this outcome.
Doctor Lu added, "Of course, it would be best to go to the neurology department as soon as possible. It's hard to say if it's too late. Mild cases may result in mental instability, while severe cases could lead to cerebral palsy. Please, President Qing Kong, make arrangements early."
Qing Kong Yuezhang's heart skipped a beat, "I understand. Thank you for your hard work."
Doctor Lu waved his hand, "This is my duty. By the way, Xuanlang is very weak now. He can only receive visitors alone, and the visit should not exceed half an hour. Try not to say anything stimulating." With that, he led the other doctors away.
Qing Kong Yuezhang remained silent and entered the ward alone.
Looking at Qing Kong Xuanlang lying on the bed as if paralyzed, his limbs wrapped in medical bandages, with bloodstains visibly seeping through, Qing Kong Yuezhang broke out in a sweat and took off his jacket.
"Lang'er, how are you?" Qing Kong Yuezhang's voice trembled. It was understandable; his only son had become like this, a cripple. How could there be any talk of suitable matches now? How could the lineage be continued?