Turn Waste Into Treasure: Pick Up Medusa In Suspended Animation At The Beginning

"Daddy, this is the twenty-first time you've lied to me with this excuse..."

Upon hearing Murong Fu's words, Murong Qingxue slightly turned her head, tears streaming down her fur.

"In the past, I willingly fell for it every time because I couldn't bear to and couldn't bear to leave you all."

"But this time... Qingxue really doesn't want to be deceived by Daddy anymore."

After speaking, Murong Qingxue closed her eyes in pain, as if the abyss had swallowed the world.

In these few years.

Murong Fu had used similar excuses to comfort her many times, and afterwards he did indeed find various 'experts' for her, but each treatment ended in failure.

And she.

Each time, she endured the psychological gap from hopeful anticipation to despair and heartbreak.

Even in this process.

She had to endure the astonished gazes of outsiders, as if they were looking at a monster.

This kind of pain...

Other than herself, no one else could understand.

She... really didn't want to go through it again.

"Qingxue, Daddy really didn't lie to you this time, Daddy really found an extraordinary person, he will definitely be able to cure you."

"Can you hold on for three more days?"

Looking at Murong Qingxue's lifeless expression, Murong Fu continued with a pained and hoarse voice.

"If he really can't cure you after three days, then if you want to leave, Daddy will allow it..."

The last few words.

Murong Fu said them with all his strength, as if his entire soul had been cruelly torn into pieces.

The greatest pain in the world.

Is when the white-haired person sends off the black-haired person, and watches them leave.

Unless one is heartless and lacks familial love, this feeling is no different from being tortured.

"Thank you, Daddy..."

Upon hearing Murong Qingxue's words, she slightly opened her eyes, deeply looked at Murong Fu, and then closed them again, as if she wanted to forever remember Murong Fu's appearance.

"Then you rest well for now, and wait for Daddy to bring that expert..."

After saying this to Murong Qingxue, Murong Fu covered her with a blanket and walked out of the room with heavy steps.

Three days.

He could only spend three more days with his daughter, how cruel it was for a father!

After closing the door for Murong Qingxue, Murong Fu leaned against the door, feeling as if the whole world had turned pitch black.

"Cough... cough... Is Xiaoxue alright?"

Just at this moment.

With an old voice, an elderly white-haired man in a wheelchair was pushed over.

His face was lined with wrinkles like gullies, and there was a decaying aura emanating from him, as if he were a dying man.

This person was none other than Murong Fu's father, the former Lord of Tian Du City, Murong Bo.

"Father..."

Seeing Murong Bo, Murong Fu immediately straightened his body, and the despair on his face quickly disappeared.

"Xue'er is fine, she just had a moment of despair, but now she's resting in the room after my persuasion."

After hesitating for a moment, Murong Fu ultimately didn't reveal the truth and concealed what had just happened.

"That's good..."

Murong Bo nodded at his words, his gaze gentle as he looked towards the room, then he raised his head and hoarsely said.

"Help me prepare for my funeral, I'm afraid I won't last three days..."

Boom!!

Hearing Murong Bo's words, Murong Fu's body trembled violently, and his mind seemed to explode with a deafening roar.

Although he had long been mentally prepared, hearing this news at this moment.

He still found it difficult to accept.

In just one day, two consecutive pieces of bad news.

Even though Murong Fu was a strong cultivator at the ninth level of the Nirvana Realm, at this moment, he felt as if the world was spinning.

Two blood relatives would both pass away in these few days.

This is such a blow to him!

Indeed, it's like the roof leaking during a continuous rainstorm, misfortune always finds the unfortunate.

How wicked was Murong Fu in his past life to be treated so cruelly by the heavens in this life!

"My child... I understand."

With a pained expression, Murong Fu finally uttered these words.

Nothing is more mournful than a dead heart.

Perhaps this phrase is a reflection of Murong Fu's current state.

"Lord of the City, someone has removed the notice in the central square and is now waiting outside the City Lord's Mansion!"

Just as Murong Fu stumbled and was about to fall headfirst.

A soldier hurriedly ran over to report.

"What?!!"

This sentence was not very loud.

But when it fell into Murong Fu's ears, it was like the tolling of evening drums and morning bells, causing him to raise his head abruptly.

"Who is it?!"

"Could it be a medical master from the Great Qian Dynasty, or a master of alchemy from the Great Qian Dynasty?!"

With a glimmer of hope in his eyes, Murong Fu hurriedly asked.

At the same time as he spoke, he even rushed to the front of the soldier and grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

At this moment.

He was like a desperate fugitive falling into an abyss, grabbing onto the last lifeline before death.

The soldier was startled by his excited and trembling appearance.

"N... neither..."

Feeling the arms on his shoulders, the soldier replied with a trembling voice.

"It's a handsome young man in black and a veiled woman in red."

"They claim to be fully confident in curing the old City Lord and want us to bring them here."

"Fully confident?!"

Upon hearing the soldier say these words, the excitement on Murong Fu's face instantly turned into a gloomy expression.

In the past, there were also people who dared to claim to be fully confident, but they turned out to be swindlers and tricksters who deceived people. These people were all disabled and thrown into the dungeon by him.

Now, a young man and a woman dare to make such arrogant guarantees.

"Another pair of ignorant young people... cough cough cough..."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Murong Bo in the back waved his hand with a somewhat disinterested expression.

"Send them away, I don't want to be bothered anymore..."

With his half-dead appearance, he wouldn't live for more than three days even if he tried.

Even a heavenly medical master would find it difficult to alleviate his condition, let alone forcibly prolong his life.

Unless it's a legendary master of the holy realm of medical arts, there might still be hope for his condition to improve.

But holy realm experts are mysterious beings that rarely show themselves, and this young couple obviously couldn't be them.

"Father, how about... just meeting them?"

After a moment of silence.

Murong Fu gradually calmed down, turned around, and made a low request.

Although there was no hope left, Murong Fu still wanted to give it a try.

Perhaps... a miracle might happen.

The greatest despair for a person is not being unable to see any hope, but losing hope in oneself.

Because without hope, the world becomes dark.

Just like his daughter and his father.

As a father and a son, he really didn't want to give up!

"Since you're not giving up... cough... then this old bone... will accompany you in this struggle... cough cough cough..."

Seeing Murong Fu's pleading eyes.

Perhaps thinking of Murong Qingxue in the side room, Murong Bo also changed his mind at this moment.

"Thank you, Father..."

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu bowed to Murong Bo and then turned to look at the soldier.

In a low voice, he gave his instructions.

"Take them to the main hall first, the old City Lord and I will join you later."