Chapter 220
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Inside the Wang family mansion, in Wang Xueqi’s boudoir, Mu Qiqi sat gracefully by the bedside, diagnosing Ye Wushuang by feeling his pulse. Beside her, Qing Shihua stood demurely. It must be said that both of these women were as beautiful as Qing Shiyu, if not more so. Considering that they were from the capital city and members of the royal family, everyone in the room dared not even breathe heavily.
After a long while, Mu Qiqi stood up. Ye Qingfeng, Liu Yuemei, Ye Feifei, Xiao Yuan, Xu Qiuyuan, Wang Hongsheng, Xia Lei, and the others all became extremely anxious.
“If I’m not mistaken,” Mu Qiqi began, “this young master Ye must have suffered severe physical injuries before, right?”
Ye Qingfeng immediately replied, “That’s correct. Shuang’er had used some… Fusion Puppet Technique… Her body split apart; it was truly terrifying…”
Fusion Puppet Technique?
Mu Qiqi and Qing Shihua exchanged glances, both of them looking utterly shocked. Puppet masters, as rare as they were, were always formidable beings. Those who knew and could use the Fusion Puppet Technique were even rarer. Was Ye Wushuang not only a pill master but also a puppet master?
Qing Shihua gazed at the pale-faced young man on the bed, feeling extremely astonished. No wonder her sister had been constantly thinking of Ye Wushuang ever since she returned home…
Mu Qiqi spoke again, “Please tell me in more detail.”
Ye Qingfeng hurriedly explained, “Seven days ago, during the battle in Liuyue City, Shuang’er used the Fusion Puppet Technique to merge with a puppet of the first level of the Yuanfu Realm, forcibly controlling the power of the fifth level of the Yuanfu Realm…”
“Wait a minute!” Mu Qiqi frowned. “Merge with a puppet of the first level of the Yuanfu Realm?”
What nonsense!
Ye Wushuang was only at the Physical Training Realm; it was impossible for him to merge with a puppet of the Yuanfu Realm! How could a Physical Training Realm warrior’s body withstand the power explosion of a Yuanfu Realm puppet?
“Yes…” Ye Qingfeng was taken aback. Everyone had seen it with their own eyes.
Mu Qiqi then said, “I am a pill master. If you want me to treat him, you’d better tell the truth.”
Tell the truth?
The people in the room looked at each other in confusion. This was the truth!
Wang Hongsheng spoke up, “What Ye Qingfeng said is the truth. We all saw it with our own eyes.”
At that moment, Mu Qiqi looked at Ye Wushuang on the bed again, her eyes filled with astonishment. How could this be possible?
After a moment of contemplation, Mu Qiqi continued, “His physical injuries are very severe, which prevents his soul and consciousness from returning to their proper place.”
“I can’t guarantee that he will wake up. However, if we just leave him like this, it might take days, years, or even decades for him to regain consciousness.”
Hearing this, everyone’s faces turned grim.
“If you are willing to let me try, I can attempt it, but I can’t promise that he will wake up.”
Ye Qingfeng and Liu Yuemei exchanged glances and both nodded in agreement. Then Ye Qingfeng bowed respectfully and said, “We leave it to you, Miss Mu.”
“Alright!”
With a flip of her hand, Mu Qiqi revealed a wooden box in her palm. The box was square and seemed to be imbued with a spiritual seal. As she opened it, a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted out, and several round pills lay quietly inside.
“These are second-grade spiritual pills, Heart-Protecting Pills, which might be useful.”
Mu Qiqi walked to the bedside and took out a Heart-Protecting Pill, attempting to administer it to Ye Wushuang. Everyone watched anxiously.
But at that moment, Ye Wushuang, whose soul could not return to its place, was silently shouting in his heart: No!
