The Emperor was awake, lying in bed. Xiao Zhen stood by the Emperor's bedside, pursing his lips and looking at the Emperor, knowing that the Emperor was likely not going to recover.
After Ling Hua and Yan Qing arrived, they also came to the bedside, similarly pursing their lips and looking at the Emperor lying in bed.
The Emperor's face was as white as paper, and blood was gushing from the corner of his mouth, causing Ling Hua to feel a sharp pang in her heart, "Your Majesty, you must hold on, Doctor Zeng will be here soon."
The Emperor couldn't even nod; he felt an incredibly strong premonition that his end was near. He tried hard to open his eyes wide. At this moment, all thoughts of his empire, imperial power, and authority disappeared. He just wanted to look at Xiao Zhen a little longer, and through Xiao Zhen's features, he seemed to see a woman.
