I said again, "Then, Uncle Iron-faced Wang, you are not injured, are you?"

He said, "I don't plan to distribute this old bone here."

Judging from his words and walking just now, it really didn't look like he was injured, so I felt relieved.

I stood quietly, listening to the busy footsteps of those people. I don’t know how long it took, but finally I heard their movements stop. A man came over and whispered a few words from the Iron Face King. He said to me: “The wound has been treated.”

"Then he—"

"I'm still unconscious, I don't know when I will wake up."

"oh."

"He lost too much blood, and this person - it doesn't look like he wants to survive. This is difficult."

"What's the meaning?"

"After such a serious injury, the personnel and affairs have been exhausted, it depends on God's will, or on himself."

“…”

"If he wants to survive, he has to hold on by himself. Otherwise, we will spend half a day in vain."

I was stunned for a while before I realized what he meant.

Ye Fei was too seriously injured. They had done everything they could. Now it can only depend on his own willpower. Whether he could survive this most painful and difficult time.

Just then, someone walked in and said a few more words, as if something was going to happen outside. The Iron-faced King was about to go out to deal with it, and then turned to me and said, "You want to stay here?"

"Well, I'm guarding him. He is so seriously injured, and there can't be no one around him."

"That's right, then you stay here. I have someone guard the door. If you have any, you can tell them what's going on."

"Thank you, Uncle Iron-faced."

He reached out and patted my shoulder, turned around and walked out.
Chapter completed!