Xie Suzhi didn't answer. He only instructed, "Go and tell the Divine Doctor, Sima Han, to prepare medicine for me."
Xie Mingxu erupted in anger, slamming his fists on the table. He stared at Xie Suzhi, his eyes bloodshot.
"Father!" he cried out, desperately awaiting an answer.
Xie Suzhi gazed back at him, his eyes as inscrutable as the deep sea.
Even though Xie Mingxu had been seasoned on the battlefield for three years, before Chancellor Xie, he was still just a boy whose thoughts were easy to read.
"You only need to know this: for your sister's sake, I am willing to give my life. But the prerequisite is ensuring her safety."
Xie Mingxu's brow furrowed as he listened.
'Safety? What does he mean by that?'
But Chancellor Xie clearly had no intention of saying more. In fact, his coughing grew more severe.
Xie Mingxu hesitated no longer and rushed out to find Sima Han.
「Meanwhile, in the Imperial Study Room of the palace.」
