Di Fuyi's injuries did not only require medical treatment. He also needed a firm determination to live. Otherwise, he would not make it, even if Gu Xijiu had the skills to bring him back to life.
She called out all the names that she could address him, but he was still unresponsive.
"Master, is he going to die?" The mussel was still sobbing. It sincerely hoped that Celestial Master Zuo would be able to survive. Although Celestial Master Zuo had always been very strict with the three of them, as he kept assigning them with a lot of missions and training to make them suffer, he had indeed taught them real lessons to make them stronger. He wanted them to be strong so that they could protect their master.
He even gave them pills to double up the improvement of their spiritual power at a faster rate.
A man like Celestial Master Zuo could not be dead. What would happen to their master if he died? Would she become a young widow?
"I will not let him die!" Gu Xijiu swore to herself. "Even if I have to exchange his life with mine," she added.
Although she ran away from their wedding and decided to break off all relations with him, she would never have imagined that anything would ever happen to him, certainly not his death. She shivered at the thought of it, as she could not imagine what she would do if he really died.
She quickly treated his wounds. The mussel was still babbling on and on next to her, but she could not care less about what it said. She focused entirely on his wounds.
The more she cared about him, the more anxious she became.
When Gu Xijiu was treating other patients, she would still be able to concentrate and stay focused throughout the entire treatment, no matter how severe or tragic. She wound never tremble at any given occasion.
However, her hands were trembling uncontrollably now.
She could not allow herself to go out of control, as she had to stay calm while operating. Any mistake she made would easily cost his life. She had no one to count on. She was the only one who could save him.
She pinched her arm abruptly every once in a while. She was counting on the pain to keep her awake.
He is a God. He will not die! He will still be the only one standing; even if the whole world has perished! The only thing that you should do now is to keep him alive! Do not think of anything nonsense! Be still!
She took a deep breath as she held onto his icy hand. "Di Fuyi, I do not allow you to die! Do you hear me! You risked your life to be here. Don't you have anything to say to me? You haven't told me anything yet. I haven't heard anything from you. I want to hear it."
Her voice was choked with sobs. Tears had clouded her eyes.
She took another breath and wiped her tears away. She bowed and whispered in his ears, "Celestial Master Zuo, if you die, I will join you! I will follow you to hell and meet you there!"
An hour had gone by. She was still busy. Luo Zhanyu went into the room unnoticed and saw Gu Xijiu operating on Di Fuyi. Her face was pale, but her hands were still working smoothly. She had to be calm in the hour of peril.
Luo Zhanyu was impressed.
Not many doctors could do the same, to be as calm as her when they operated on the people who they cared about the most.
He could see her pale white face and her worried eyes as she looked at Di Fuyi, which changed his mind. He used to think that Gu Xijiu did not care much about Di Fuyi.
He was worried that she could not handle it, so he wanted to help.
However, Gu Xijiu refused it. She did not want anybody else touching his body.