Forced love, an inescapable fate

According to the intelligence obtained in the past few years, Jiang Ci naturally knew that Feng Zong cared about her. In this way, no matter whether Mu Qingli lived or died in the end, Feng Zong would undoubtedly choose to stand with him. The goal of himself and his grandfather had been achieved.

He has worked hard for so many years and now he finally gets the result he wanted. He should be happy, but why is he so sad? He only hates himself for not coming here earlier.

What if she can't be saved?

What if she really died?

Whenever he thought about the possibility that he would never hear her smilingly call him "brother" again, or that he would never see her again, Jiang Ci felt as if he was suffocating. It was as if his heart was cut by a sharp knife, and he was shaking with pain.

No, this must not happen. Mu Qingli cannot die, and she cannot leave me. Her life belongs only to her, and no one can take it away, not even my grandfather.

Jiang Ci's face was heavy, and he clenched his fist tightly again after just loosening it. Looking at the room in front of him with dim candlelight, he walked in.

Wan Yue's face was covered with tears, and she could only keep wiping away the tears with her hands. But tonight it seemed as if she would shed all the tears in her life, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wipe them away.

Seeing Jiang Ci walk in, she didn't stop him and followed him into the room together.

The scene in the room made her collapse and she could only cover her mouth tightly with both hands.

Mu Qingli's clothes were soaked with blood. An Ran was trying to stop the bleeding, but it was no use. A large amount of blood continued to flow out of the wound, and her face was almost pale.

The bleeding simply couldn't be stopped.

Feng Zong knelt in front of the bed. Even though he was used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, he was almost collapsed and could only keep calling her name.

Jiang Ci walked closer step by step, feeling unprecedented fear in his heart. He had never been so afraid of losing anything, but at this moment, the fear of losing Mu Qingli was like a big net covering his heart.

An Ran panicked and covered Mu Qingli's wound, trying desperately to stop the blood from flowing out, but it was of no use. As a doctor, she knew clearly that the knife was basically fatal. If no miracle happened, with her medical skills, she would be powerless to save the patient.

Jiang Ci felt that these few short steps had used up all his strength. He walked weakly to the bed and knelt down heavily.

I called out "Sister" in disbelief, but the person on the bed didn't move at all, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

He raised his hand tremblingly and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, but he couldn't wipe it away.

"Sister, wake up, open your eyes and look at me. I'm Jiang Ci. I'm sorry, I'm late. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I should have arrived earlier. Sister, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. It's my fault. I hurt you. Sister, wake up and look at me."

However, no matter how he called, the person on the bed seemed to be asleep, and even had a faint smile on his face.

Jiang Ci took her hand and put it on his face. His eyes were red as he murmured in a low voice: "Sister, please wake up, okay? I still want to take you to see the prosperous Shangjing, and take you to see the Tingyu Pavilion I mentioned in the letter to you. Sister, the things I promised you have not been fulfilled yet, how could you fall asleep... Sister, please wake up, don't sleep anymore, Mu Qingli, I order you to wake up..."

An Ran stopped what she was doing in despair, tears streaming down her face. She choked out a sob and said, "Ali has almost no pulse. I can't save her. I can't save her. I'm sorry. I can't save her."

Hearing this, Feng Zong fell to the ground helplessly, pounding his fists hard, his hands instantly covered in blood.

When Jiang Ci heard An Ran's words, he was obviously stunned, and tears immediately burst out, as if the last string of reason in his brain was broken.

"You are talking nonsense. How could my sister die? She won't die. How could she die without my permission? You are talking nonsense. She won't die..." At the end, he was already incoherent.

Just as he said these words, he suddenly remembered what Su Minsheng had said.

"Young Master, the Gu in your body can kill you, but it can also save lives. You were too young when the Gu was infected, and I guess you must have taken a lot of tonics at the time, which saved you from death. Combined with the medicinal herbs you've taken in recent years, your blood can also save lives in times of crisis. But this is just my guess..."

Thinking of what Su Minsheng said, Jiang Ci did not hesitate. He pulled out the dagger from his waist, pulled up his sleeve, and slashed his arm.

An Ran and Feng Zong saw this and spoke out hurriedly.

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Ci didn't have time to explain. A deep wound was cut on his arm and blood was flowing. He pointed the wound at Mu Qingli's mouth, pinched her mouth open, and let the blood flow into her mouth.

An Ran shook her head with tears in her eyes: "It's useless. Even if all the blood in your body is drained, it will be useless."

Feng Zong clenched his hands tightly to suppress the ups and downs in his heart. Jiang Ci's action made him feel even more guilty and heartbroken. He spoke with some difficulty.

"Your Highness, I know you and Ali are like siblings. Ali died for me. I promised her that I would take care of you. Your Highness, don't worry. I will help you achieve your wish. But Your Highness, your health is more important. If Ali knew, she would definitely not agree to you hurting yourself... Your Highness, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Jiang Ci speak.

"General, my sister won't die. I won't let her die. Even if it means shedding all my blood, I will save her."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard Wan Yue exclaim in surprise, "Your Highness, General, Doctor Su is here, the princess is saved."

Su Minsheng strode in with a medicine box on his back. He didn't care about anything else at this moment.

He only whispered to An Ran: "Please make way."

Although An Ran had never seen him before, she reacted quickly and hurriedly made way.

Su Minsheng quickly sealed the acupuncture points on Mu Qingli's body with silver needles, and then calmly instructed Jiang Ci: "Your Highness, what I said to you before was just speculation. Now that things have come to this, we can only take a risk and give it a try. As for whether it will work, it all depends on Ah Li's fate."

Hope slowly filled Jiang Ci's eyes, and he replied in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Feng Zong naturally knew Su Minsheng, and had also heard of his medical skills from Mu Qingli. He hurriedly stood up, and a glimmer of hope came into his heart. He hoped that he could save the person, otherwise he would never be at peace in his life.

Su Minsheng treated the wound while giving instructions to others.

"This girl and the young master stay here, and the others should leave first."