Healing Injuries

The physician lowered his head even further and said softly, "It will be difficult."

A glint flashed through Naito Hironori's eyes, and he grew steadier. "How much time does she have?"

The physician did not dare answer.

"Hm?" Naito Hironori's presence bore down on him, and the physician trembled. "A-about three to five months."

Only then did Naito Hironori release him, the corner of his lips curving upward slightly.

The physician hurried away, not daring to tell a third person about this.

For many people, tonight was destined to be sleepless.

Pan Yun's mouth was full of bloody foam, yet her expression did not change. She stubbornly finished all the meat porridge Miao He had cooked, then moved into the tent.

Wang Cong had already set up an array for her. The moment she entered, she activated it. Under the lamplight, their shadows blurred; what fell upon the tent was only a hazy patch. Takeda Hisatsuna secretly watched for a long while but could not make head or tail of it.

After some thought, he still summoned someone over. He sent two men back to report to Yamana Mochitoyo, and dispatched another two to investigate the situation at Yamaguchi Hall...

Seeing that all the people he had assigned departed smoothly, Takeda Hisatsuna's lips lifted slightly. At last, he sent out a small squad.

The squad had barely gone a hundred meters when Hu Jing, carrying a broadsword over his shoulder, stopped them.

The entire squad was escorted back. Xue Shao personally returned them to Takeda Hisatsuna. "Takeda-kun, it is late. I do not wish to waste such a wonderful night on this sort of thing. I hope this is the last time."

Takeda Hisatsuna's expression was ugly. Facing Xue Shao, however, his gaze went past him to the tent behind