There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 682 Su Xian: Even if she goes to hell, I will bring her back!
sleepless nights.

The sky turned white, and at dawn, Yang Zhilan finally pushed through. Her clothes, bedding, and pillows were already wet with cold sweat. She was very weak and was currently in a comatose state.

outside the house.

Inn courtyard.

Bright lights.

Su Xian stood under the eaves, looking very ugly and haggard. He stayed up all night and stayed by Yang Zhilan's bedside, holding her hand and accompanying her through the most difficult time.

Two girls, Liu Huixiang and Tang Shujing, stood beside Su Xian. They had not slept a wink all night, their mental state was extremely poor, and their faces were full of worry.

Yan Dashan and the soldiers of the Hou Mansion maintained order at the scene and looked very unhappy.

Tang Ju also came. Standing in the courtyard, Su Xian used his privileges to arrest all the doctors in the city. It was impossible for Tang Ju, the governor of Youzhou, to be alarmed by such a big event.

In the courtyard, there was a large group of thirty or so doctors, old and young, discussing Yang Zhilan's condition, buzzing chaotically.

Suddenly, the buzzing of the doctors stopped.

One of the most famous doctors stepped out on behalf of everyone else, walked up to Su Xian, bowed respectfully, and then said;
"I would like to inform you, Lord Qi, that after conducting a joint diagnosis of Miss Yang's illness, we have managed to come to a roughly accurate conclusion..."

"..."

reluctantly?

approximately?

All the doctors in Youzhou City gathered here, and some of them were said to be quite skilled in medical skills... But after they consulted for a whole night, they actually used such ambiguous and specious words?

Su Xian forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, stared at the doctor closely, and uttered a word briefly and forcefully: "Say!"

The doctor said cautiously:
"Miss Yang's illness is... an incurable disease! There is no cure! Please forgive me for not being good at learning and being unable to do anything about it. Please, Lord Marquis..."

Before he could say a word, the anger in Su Xian's heart erupted, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward to beat up the doctor... There was a sudden chaos in the courtyard.

As he rushed forward to beat people, he shouted angrily:
"Incurable disease? There is no cure? Fart! How old is she? She is less than 20 years old, how can she be incurable...quackery! I will clear the air and eliminate the harm today..."

"My dear nephew, calm down first!"

Tang Ju quickly protected the doctor.

He vaguely knew the relationship between Yang Zhilan and Su Xian, and also knew the importance of Yang Zhilan to Su Xian, so he could understand Su Xian's irrational and irrational side.

Yan Dashan immediately ran over, grabbed Su Xian's arm from behind, and shouted loudly while pulling him back: "Master, please don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil..."

Liu Huixiang and Tang Shujing also shouted to dissuade them from behind.

In the blink of an eye, the chaos in the courtyard was brought under control.

Although the doctor was not beaten, he was terrified.

But fortunately, he knew everything Su Xian had done for Youzhou, and he had seen many such situations, so he didn't feel any resentment in his heart.

After the chaos in the courtyard completely subsided, the doctor continued:
"Master Marquis, please don't be impulsive. Miss Yang's illness is an old one. We guess that this illness should occur regularly. When it doesn't occur, there will be no abnormality, just like ordinary people."

"But if an attack occurs...just like last night, life is worse than death, and life is in danger at any time."

"..."

Su Xian has calmed down.

Seeing this, he asked in a deep voice: "You really can't be cured?"

The doctor shook his head and said with a certain look on his face: "Miss Yang has finally survived this attack. She should be able to wake up before dawn..."

At this point, the doctor hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Su Xian ordered: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Master Marquis, I have one last suggestion..." The doctor was still hesitant.

"Say!"

"After our consultation, we all believe that Miss Yang should only have three months to live. After three months, please ask the Marquis to arrange funeral arrangements for Miss Yang!"

"..."

hum!
There was a roar in Su Xian's head.

His body felt like being hit by a giant hammer that struck a bell, shaking three times. If Liu Huixiang hadn't stepped forward to support him, he might have collapsed to the ground.

Three months!
Only three months to go!
Su Xian's heart was blocked and he didn't know what it felt like.

The calls of Liu Huixiang and others seemed to come from outside. He couldn't hear it, but Yang Zhilan's short life experience of less than 20 years emerged over and over in his mind——

She had a wonderful time when she was a child, with her parents by her side, and she was also the treasure in their hands...

It's just that this memory has been blurred, and I can't even remember the faces of my parents.

Then, the family suffered a huge change and his parents were no longer there.

When she was young and weak, she was taken to a strange place in a daze and began cruel and torturous training. This was devastating to her!
This cold experience formed her miserable childhood, and her weak heart suffered huge mental trauma...

Later, she became the sharp sword in the hands of the former Xiaoge leader, killing people against her will, further causing irreversible damage to her heart, and she was suffering from inner torture every day.

It wasn't until finally, when I met Su Xian, that things got better.

At that time, Su Xian only thought she had a mental problem.

But who would have thought that her physical problems were even bigger!
How long had she been plagued by such a painful old illness?
There is no cure for the incurable disease, and there is only three months left!
No wonder, when Su Xian met her on the street for the first time, she looked like a beggar and didn't even want money... Thinking about it now, she was clearly... waiting to die!
There are only three months left...

Throughout Yang Zhilan's short life, she came to this world just to endure suffering, and she only enjoyed a beautiful and peaceful life for a few days!
There are many beautiful things in the world that she has not experienced yet.

Su Xian originally thought that he had a lot of time to slowly bring Yang Zhilan into the society of normal people and slowly heal her damned childhood.

But who would have thought that everything would happen so suddenly... Three months, just a flick of a finger.

Su Xian blamed himself very much. Why didn't Yang Zhilan's old physical illness be discovered earlier?

……

Tang Ju personally made arrangements and sent people to send the doctors back one by one. The doctors also stayed up all night. It was really hard work. In addition to bowing and saluting, Tang Ju naturally also received generous medical fees.

When the first ray of morning light shone on the earth, Tang Ju finally finished his work.

He immediately went to Su Xian who was sitting quietly under the eaves, ready to persuade him well.

But at this moment, Su Xian suddenly stood up, with a firm, serious and serious look on his face, and said loudly:

"What's an incurable disease? What's incurable? I don't believe in evil!"

"Even if Zhilan goes to hell, I will bring her back... I will definitely find a way to cure her!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)