Shortly after, a white-haired doctor walked out of the emergency room, approached Ming Xizhi, and said tiredly, "Lord Ming, the patient's injuries are too severe. We've done our best!"
"What did you say? Mr. Dugu is dead?" Zhongjia's captain shouted in alarm upon hearing the news.
Ming Xizhi looked at the doctor in shock and murmured, "Wushang can't possibly be dead, can he?"
"Lord Ming, don't misunderstand, the patient is not dead yet..." the white-haired doctor hastily explained.
Upon hearing this, Ming Xizhi and the Zhongjia captain frowned deeply, their expressions turning grim as they looked at the white-haired doctor.
Seeing their expressions, the elder doctor realized his habitual mistake and quickly added, "Although the patient isn't dead yet, he is in an unconscious state. Strictly speaking, he should be dead, but it seems there's some force keeping him alive."
"But even with that force, I'd estimate he has at most two hours to live!"
