Da Qin: Self-destruction and time travel, I will extend my life for Qin for a thousand years

Chapter 48
"Father!"

"grandfather!"

Wang Li and Wang Ben shouted in fear and looked at Wang Jian in disbelief. What Cui Yuan had just said was very serious.

A terminal illness is extremely dangerous, and you may not even have the chance to leave your last words.

If something unexpected happens to them, they will regret it for the rest of their lives!
"Ahem! Stop talking!"

Wang Jian coughed twice and showed a relieved smile: "The person who is going to die is me, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Besides, I am already 73 this year. Even if I die immediately, it will be considered a good death."

"No matter what happens today, there is no need for you to embarrass Cui Neishi because of an old man like me."

As the military god of the Qin Dynasty who once frightened the six kingdoms and conquered several countries, Wang Jian has never been afraid of death.

Wang Li and Wang Ben burst into tears. Wang Jian ignored them and turned to Cui Yuan.

"Little friend Cui, if you have something to say, just say it."

"What kind of terminal illness is this, and what can be done to treat it?"

Ying Zheng, who was standing by, nodded when he heard this: "Even General Wang has said this, so you can just say it."

At this point, he was prepared for the worst.

"it is good!"

Cui Yuan agreed and nodded seriously in front of everyone's eyes.

Immediately, he touched his chin and pretended to think for a moment before continuing: "Actually, there is no record of what kind of illness Wu Hou suffered from in the history books of later generations, but it looks familiar to me."

"My grandpa seems to have the same disease."

"This disease, after 2000, was called pneumonia..."

Cui Yuan spoke very slowly, wanting everyone to believe his diagnosis from the bottom of their hearts, so that they could be mentally prepared for the next crazy method.

"If this junior guessed correctly, General Wang often suddenly gets chills these days, followed by low-grade fever, accompanied by headaches, muscle aches all over the body, and poor appetite."

"And often have a dry cough due to irritation, coughing up white mucus sputum or blood-streaked sputum."

Just now, Cui Yuan had seen Wang Jian coughing up blood several times and covering his chest from time to time with a painful look on his face.

"Yes...yes! It's true!" Wang Jian was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the young man said it exactly.

Seeing this, the people around him also showed joy.

But soon, their joy disappeared and was replaced by extreme panic!

"This kind of disease is not considered a terminal illness in future generations. It can be cured by taking an injection and taking medicine."

"But in today's Great Qin, Senior Wang is already quite old. If he wants to continue to survive, he must...

Die once! "

Boom!

After hearing this, everyone present looked stiff, as if they had been struck by lightning!

At this moment, only those three words were left echoing in their minds!
Die once?
Die once! !

"Cui Yuan, are you kidding!!!"

The young and energetic Wang Li couldn't help it anymore. He was so angry that he didn't care that His Majesty was still standing here. He stepped forward and grabbed the young man's shoulders!

He exerted so much force that he could even see the bulging blood vessels on the back of his hand!
"Leave!"

"You calm down!"

"Let go of Brother Yuan!"

The people around him looked anxious and quickly spoke out, wanting to step forward to stop him.

However, after just saying a few words, he was interrupted by Cui Yuan.
"It's okay, just a small problem."

Cui Yuan's tone was indifferent, even though Wang Li in front of him had red eyes and was close to crazy.

After several national sports strengthening, his physical fitness has long been comparable to that of a giant bear.

Wang Li's strength was terrifying for ordinary people, but it was nothing compared to Cui Yuan's physique.He looked at Wang Li with eyes like fire.

"The death I am talking about is not the kind of death you understand, but a pseudo-death, also called suspended death."

"This means that vital signs such as breathing and heartbeat are very weak or even stopped. On the surface, it looks almost like a dead person."

"If you don't check carefully, it can easily be mistaken for death, or even the 'body' will be disposed of or buried."

"Unlike real death, suspended animation can be awakened."

"My treatment method is to put Senior Wang into a state of suspended animation and use heavy medicine to drive away the illness in his body."

Cui Yuan spoke half fictitiously and half sincerely. In fact, he was not good at lying.

But there was no way, and he couldn't tell anything about the system, and he wanted to save Wang Jian.

And if you want to save people, you must get amoxicillin.

The only way to get amoxicillin was to give up treatment and let Wang Jian die.

After much deliberation, the only method that could be used was to feign death.

As long as he can fool the system and let it determine success, Wang Jian can still be saved.

"suspended animation?"

Wang Li was moved, and the expressions of others also changed.

"Xia Wuji!"

Ying Zheng looked at the imperial physician Ling on the side, who was also the one who saved Xia Wuji when Jing Ke assassinated him.

"Is what Cui Neishi said true?"

In terms of medical skills, there is no one here who is better than him.

"Yes... it's true."

Xia Wuji was carrying the medicine bag. Although he was scared to death, he still nodded and told the truth.

"There is indeed a situation similar to what Cui Neishi said in medical books, but it is not called suspended animation, but called -"

"Last year, the husband of a family in Chudi died and was not buried due to an accident. As a result, he was miraculously resurrected three days later."

"At that time, many people thought it was a deity coming down from the earth to appear. Your Majesty also sent the Black Bird Guards to investigate."

Xia Wuji explained seriously. After listening, everyone's expressions relaxed slightly, and even Wang Li relaxed his hands unconsciously.

"It turns out that as long as my grandfather fakes his death, he will be cured."

"Cui Neishi, I was really sorry just now."

Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief, his back covered with cold sweat from the aftermath of the disaster.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, he would be unable to help but kill Cui Yuan.

At that time, he really regretted it.

But in fact, Wang Li was just thinking too much. If he really dared to take action, he might be lying in the coffin by now.

Cui Yuan gave him a calm look. Instead of being relaxed, his expression became more serious: "You said it wrong."

"Even if Senior Wang successfully fakes his death, there is more than half a chance that it will be irreversible, and then the fake death will turn into a real death."

"And even if I succeed in saving it, I am only less than [-]% sure of curing Senior Wang's pneumonia."

If it was a normal system, then Cui Yuan would be [-]% sure of getting through.

However, facing this dog system that wants to die at every moment and maintains the normal operation of history, he really doesn't have much confidence.

For example, you can get the thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes last time if you agree to the bet made by the First Emperor.

As a result, it was only after the bet was over and he became Zhi Su Naishi that he reluctantly sent it.

"Senior Wang, do you still want me to treat you?"

(End of this chapter)