Imperial Capital, ICU ward of the Martial Arts Alliance Affiliated General Hospital.
Li Wei, Gu Shiheng, Liang Qiushi, and Zeng Yi, who had just escaped danger, surrounded Vice Dean Yang Jianqiang and listened as he described Gu Jinzhi's injuries.
"...As for his external injuries, he has more than forty lacerations all over his body. The wounds on his neck are the most severe. His carotid artery was nearly severed completely, and his blood loss exceeded the tolerance limit of a normal martial artist."
"Multiple internal organs have failed, and his qi and blood are severely depleted. Optimistically speaking, it will take at least three months for him to recover basic mobility."
"The most troublesome issue is the Soul Damage..."
Yang Jianqiang adjusted his glasses, his expression solemn. "The patient's soul has suffered a tremendous impact and is currently in a self-protective dormant state."
Gu Shiheng gripped his wife Liang Qiushi's hand tightly, forcibly suppressing the worry in his heart. His voice remained fairly steady. "Dean Yang, Jinzhi... when will he wake up?"
Yang Jianqiang shook his head. "The soul is too complex a realm. I can't give a specific time. We can only rely on the patient's own will and..."
He pointed toward the sky. "Luck, or Heaven's Will."
Hearing those words, Li Wei felt a heavy weight in her heart.
She quietly stepped back, avoiding the others, took out her phone, and sent Yun Xi a message on Lingxun.
Lone Boat Fishing Alone: Princess Yun, tell me, does that medicine you gave me actually work?
Lone Boat Fishing Alone: I clearly stuffed it into Old Gu, so why hasn't it done anything?
The reply came almost instantly.
Demon King Xi Xi: The Nirvana Creation Pill is supposed to work like that.
Demon King Xi Xi: Its medicinal power will