Chapter 233 The Lord is seriously ill
"Father?"

Nan Qiao blinked, "Brother Shiqi, has your father come to see you?"

Shiqi's expression was calm, but his eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish.

"Ah."

He hummed, "He claims to be my father."

Next to him, Nucci's eyes flashed when he heard this. He didn't know if he felt Shiqi's distrust, and emphasized: "Young Master, the master is your biological father, Nucci can guarantee it."

Tokisu did not comment on this.

Nan Qiao ignored him, but stared at Shi Qi closely and asked, "Why did he come to you? Does he want you to do something?"

The little boy remembered what his brother had said before about Shiqi needing her help, and his tone suddenly became wary: "Brother Shiqi, don't be afraid! Even your biological father can't take you away!"

Shiqi was startled for a moment, then his expression softened.

"Thank you for your concern, Princess. He didn't want me to do anything for him."

He paused after saying this, "He just wants me to spend more time with him, so I will stay here these few days."

"Spend more time with him?"

Nan Qiao looked confused, "Why?"

The expression on Nucci's face was a little sad, "The Lord is ill, and the doctor said he doesn't have much time left..."

He said and looked at Tokisu, "Since the Lord inherited Sakya, he has been looking for his wife and children who have not been brought back to the clan, but there is no news at all.

Not long ago, the Lord suddenly fell seriously ill, and the doctors in the clan were unable to do anything. The Lord had long been determined to die and had no intention of seeking medical treatment everywhere.

I couldn't bear to let my master wait for death, and I heard that the king of Da Chu had invited a very powerful Taoist priest, so I took it upon myself to bring the master up to Da Chu and wanted to see the Taoist priest for medical treatment.

Who would have thought that I would meet the young master by chance..."

Shi Qi listened quietly, the expression on his face not changing at all.

"So that's it." Nan Qiao was a little sad.

Brother Tokiqi was so miserable. He finally found his father, but his father was seriously ill.

The little boy took Ji's hand and comforted him in a sweet voice: "Brother Shiqi, don't worry, your dad will be fine!"

There seemed to be light flashing in her black and white eyes, "Brother Prophet's medical skills are amazing! You can definitely cure your father's disease!"

"Is this true?"

Nucci's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

Nan Qiao nodded his head and looked serious when he spoke: "Of course it's true. Brother Prophet is the high priest of Yongye! Uncle, haven't you heard of it? He's very, very powerful!

Even the emperor of Dachu wanted the prophet brother to extend his life! "

Hanamaki slowly added: [Isn’t it that Taoist priest Tingzhou, whom he can’t find anywhere, just visited Zhi Meditation to get advice. 】

【exactly! 】

Hope ignited in Nuqi's eyes, and he knelt down directly towards Zhi Ming, who had been silent the whole time. His voice was sonorous and powerful: "Please, Lord Prophet, heal my master! Nuqi swears here, and from now on, Lord Prophet will do whatever he wants. Assignment! As long as the Lord Prophet orders, Nucci will do his best to do it!"

Nan Qiao looked at this scene and nodded in realization: "So this is what my brother said he needed Buckwheat's help."

"The general starts first."

The aura around Zhi Ming's body did not change at all, and he said quietly: "This is exactly why we came here this time."

Nucci looked up at him in shock.

Zhi Ming: "Shiqi is one of ours, so he will naturally pay attention to it."

When Shiqi heard this, he felt a little strange in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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