Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Chapter 331 Reflection

In the Zhou army camp, the lights were dim, reflecting a solemn atmosphere.

Inside Ji Chang's tent, the candlelight flickered, stretching out the shadows of everyone and casting them onto the rough cloth curtain.

Bo Yikao, Ji Fa, Jiang Ziya and others looked solemn and stared at Ji Chang lying on the couch.

At this time, Ji Chang closed his eyes, his face was pale, and his body was extremely weak and skinny due to illness.

An elderly doctor was kneeling beside Ji Chang's couch. He held a silver needle and carefully inserted it into Ji Chang's acupuncture points.

The doctor's face was equally solemn. He knew very well that his medical skills seemed so powerless at this moment, but he was still unwilling to give up any hope.

"The final glimmer of light..."

The doctor murmured softly, his voice echoing in the tent with a hint of ominous foreboding.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the doctor's wrinkled and worried face.

Bo Yikao stood beside the doctor. Seeing the serious look on his face, worry surged in his heart like a tide.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he was completely unaware.

Bo Yikao stepped forward, walked in front of the doctor, and asked in a low and anxious voice:

"How is Father? When will he wake up?"

When the doctor heard Bo Yikao's question, his body trembled, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

He looked up at Bo Yikao, his handsome face filled with concern and worry for his father Ji Chang.

The doctor sighed inwardly, knowing that this news was undoubtedly a heavy blow to everyone in the tent.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke slowly:

"Your Highness, the king's condition... is not optimistic. His body is already extremely weak, and this coma... may be..."

The doctor didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clear.

Hearing this, Bo Yikao's face turned pale in an instant. He clenched his teeth tightly, as if trying to suppress the gasp that was about to come out.

Ji Fa, who was standing beside him, also had a pale face, and his eyes showed his worry for his father Ji Chang. However, if you look closely, you can also detect the joy in his eyes.

Jiang Ziya stood aside, watching the scene silently. He knew Ji Chang's physical condition very well, and also understood the doctor's difficulties.

So he stepped forward and said softly to the doctor, "Doctor, you can talk as much as you want."

Upon hearing this, the doctor looked at Jiang Ziya gratefully. He took a deep breath and said with courage:

"The king's body is already exhausted. This time he is in a coma... without the help of medicine and silver needles... it may be difficult for him to wake up."

The tent suddenly fell into deathly silence, as if even the air had frozen.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating the solemn and sad faces of the people. Their eyes revealed the grief and reluctance that were difficult to conceal.

Bo Yikao clenched his teeth, as if trying to suppress the gasp that was about to come out.

He looked down at his father Ji Chang's pale and haggard face, and an indescribable sadness surged in his heart.

"Father..."

Bo Yikao called out in a low voice, his voice filled with endless sorrow and reluctance.

He knelt in front of Ji Chang's bed and held his father Ji Chang's hand tightly, as if to save his life.

Ji Fa was also standing aside, his face as pale as paper, and he knelt behind Bo Yikao.

An uncontrollable grief welled up in his heart and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Father, please open your eyes and look... I am Faer..."

Jifa said with sobs, his voice filled with endless pleading and reluctance.

Jiang Ziya stood aside, his eyes flashing with a trace of solemnity. He knew that now was the time to attack Shang, and if Ji Chang really had an accident, he must make arrangements for his aftermath.

"Doctor, please...please...make sure the king wakes up..."

Jiang Ziya gave the order in a deep voice, revealing a hint of firmness and determination in his voice.

The doctor heard the words and felt the weight of Jiang Ziya's words. He nodded, with a hint of determination in his eyes:

"I will do my best, but... Your Majesty's condition is too serious. I am afraid that even if he wakes up, he will not be able to hold on for too long."

When Jiang Ziya heard this, his brows furrowed, he knew that what the doctor said was true.

But he also knew that he couldn't give up any hope at this moment. He hesitated for a moment, then said to the doctor:

"Then we have to wake the king up, at least... let him explain what to do next. Doctor, do your best to keep the king awake for a little longer."

The doctor nodded, indicating that he understood Jiang Ziya's meaning. He began to treat Ji Chang more attentively, with a skillful and steady technique.

The atmosphere in the tent was tense and solemn. Everyone held their breath and watched the doctor's every move.

Especially Bo Yikao and Ji Fa, they both realized that their father Ji Chang might not be able to survive.

Then, after his father Ji Chang wakes up, the matter of succession will still depend on Ji Chang's decision.

Although Ji Chang had previously let Bo Yikao take charge and Ji Fa help, matters involving the throne needed to be confirmed by Ji Chang himself before they could be settled.

Therefore, Bo Yikao and Ji Fa were in a complicated mood at this time. They were worried about their father Ji Chang's serious illness, and they also speculated about who would be able to take the throne.

In short, the complex emotions are beyond words.

As time went by, Ji Chang's complexion seemed to improve a little, but he was still in a coma.

The doctor's hands were shaking slightly, and beads of sweat on his forehead sparkled under the dim light, like the most inconspicuous stars in the night sky.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and looked at Jiang Ziya with a firm gaze. There was determination and a hint of imperceptible worry in his eyes.

"Prime Minister," the doctor's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to be uttered after careful consideration, "I will insert this last silver needle into the center of the king's forehead, and the king will wake up."

"But... Your Majesty's body is extremely fragile at the moment, like a candle in the wind. If you are not careful, it may go out."

"Therefore, after the king wakes up, we must not let him have too much emotional fluctuations, lest his condition worsens and becomes irreversible."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya frowned, and a complicated look flashed in his deep eyes.

"I understand the truth," Jiang Ziya said in a deep voice, with an unquestionable firmness in his tone, "Go ahead!"

The doctor frowned upon hearing this. He nodded, took a deep breath, and skillfully inserted the silver needle into Ji Chang's forehead.

As the silver needle pierced into Ji Chang's body, he trembled slightly, and then his eyes, which had been closed for a long time, slowly opened.

However, his eyes revealed a hint of confusion and fatigue.

When everyone saw this, they were happy at first, but then they looked sad.

"Father!"

Bo Yikao and Ji Fa shouted almost at the same time, their voices filled with excitement and worry that were difficult to conceal.

Ji Chang tilted his head slightly, his eyes wandering between his two beloved sons, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. That smile contained both relief and a bit of imperceptible bitterness.

"Yikao, Faer, you are all here..." His voice was weak but full of warmth.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took a step forward and said softly:

"My king, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for a day and a night. How do you feel now?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Chang turned to look at Jiang Ziya, his brows showing fatigue. Then, he slowly said:

"I'm sorry to have worried you. I already know my physical condition. I'm running out of energy and my last moments are numbered."

When everyone heard this, they all knelt down and shouted "Long live the king!"

Seeing this, Ji Chang shook his head and continued:

"You all should get up. I just feel a little regretful that I could not see the completion of the great cause of conquering Shang."

"Alas! Perhaps, this is fate!"