Withered trees, black clothes, white hair, bloodstains...
The intense visual impact made Gu Changsheng, seated atop the palanquin, widen her eyes in an instant, feeling somewhat dizzy!
"He... he..."
Stumblingly supporting herself as she descended from the palanquin, Gu Changsheng's figure was somewhat unstable. Pointing at the silhouette leaning against the withered peach tree, she was flabbergasted!
It's not supposed to be like this!
It shouldn't be like this!
As a doctor, Gu Changsheng understood well that the illness Shi Wujue mentioned was definitely not like this!
If it were an early greying due to excessive indulgence in women and resulting debility, how could it look like this? How could his face be so pale, how could there be blood at the corner of his mouth?
It's not supposed to be like this!
This is not a symptom of excessive debility; this is... a manifestation of a life-threatening sickness!
