I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad? Chapter 129: Is It Related to Our Family?

"How is she?" Zhan Chi asked in a low voice.

Old Master Zhan got to his feet, shaking his head and letting out a heavy sigh.

"Dad, just tell how to cure her! I’ll find the best dicine, no matter what it is. Please, stop shaking your head!" Zhan Chi was so anxious that tears imdiately stread down his face.

Old Master Zhan stared at his son, a slight frown on his face.

"Pangtuan, you have to be okay." Zhan Chi lunged toward the bed.

Xiang Minghou’s hands were clenched into tight fists. His face was chillingly cold, his lips pursed into a thin line, not uttering a single word.

Dean Chen staggered back a few steps, looking as if he were about to collapse. "Is there truly no hope...?"

Old Master Zhan shook his head.

"General Xiang." One of the Emperor’s Hidden Guards suddenly appeared in the room.

Xiang Minghou remained motionless, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Ye Qianning.

"General Xiang, the Emperor had bring this dicinal pill. He said it might save Miss Xiang’s life." As he spoke, the Hidden Guard took a pill from within his robes.

He had just extended his hand when, in a blur, the pill vanished from his palm.

Xiang Minghou was already at the bedside, pill in hand. He gently pinched Ye Qianning’s mouth open and placed the pill inside.

Hiding in her space, Ye Qianning could see everything clearly. ’With a fever this high, it would normally be impossible to get to swallow a pill,’ she thought. ’Dad is already beside himself with worry. If I keep spitting the dicine back out...’

She thought for a mont. ’Things have already co to this. I have to be ruthless.’

’No matter how awful it feels, I have to see this act through to the end.’ She rely reduced the number of tis she spat out the dicine. After she had rejected it twice, he finally put the pill in his own mouth and forced it down her throat with a mouthful of water.

"She swallowed it! She swallowed it!" Dean Chen exclaid, overjoyed.

The harsh lines of Xiang Minghou’s face softened slightly. ’It’s a pill from the Emperor. Pangtuan will definitely wake up.’

Old Master Zhan was rather surprised to see that pill. ’That’s one of the thirteen pills that Divine Doctor Sima’s master spent his entire life to concoct. They’re incredibly precious.’

The patriarch of the Zhan family had been fortunate enough to obtain one as well, and it was now in his wife’s possession, guarded like a priceless treasure.

’For the Emperor to be willing to part with one... It seems His Majesty views this matter with great importance.’

Old Master Zhan turned to look at his son, who was currently wiping away tears while craning his neck to stare at the little girl. He knew his son’s temperant better than anyone.

He never paid much mind to won or children, yet now...

"You, co outside with ." Old Master Zhan grabbed Zhan Chi by the scruff of his neck and dragged him out.

Zhan Chi wiped at his tears as he was hauled away.

Old Master Zhan didn’t let go until they were in the courtyard. Clasping his hands behind his back, he demanded, "All right, tell what’s going on with that child."

"She’s had a high fever for a whole day now. Who knows if that pill the Emperor sent will even work," Zhan Chi sniffled, grabbing his brocade sleeve and wiping it ssily across his face.

The corner of Old Master Zhan’s mouth twitched at the sight. ’When did this boy, who’s been a neat freak since childhood, pick up such a vulgar habit?’

"That’s not what I’m asking."

"Huh?" Zhan Chi was confused.

"I’m asking why you’re so anxious about General Xiang’s daughter." Old Master Zhan figured that even if he himself were to die, this little rascal wouldn’t cry this hard.

Zhan Chi hesitated, a guilty look on his face. "It’s just... I think the kid is really cute..."

"Cute? Hah." Old Master Zhan scoffed.

A chill suddenly ran down Zhan Chi’s spine.

"Don’t you think she resembles soone?" Old Master Zhan asked.

"Resemble who?" Zhan Chi subconsciously raised a hand to his own face. ’Like ?’

"Your older sister."

Zhan Chi: "..."

"That little face of hers is the spitting image of your older sister’s when she was a child. When I first saw her, I almost thought it was her. Now, son, you tell your father: is this child related to the Zhan family?"