The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

The room was filled with a tense atmosphere. Song Shuwen looked solemn. After carefully examining the old lady, he slowly stood up, frowned slightly, and said in a heavy tone: "She is already terminally ill and there is no hope for her."

When Song Dabao heard this, his expression instantly turned extremely ugly. He widened his eyes, which were full of anger and disbelief. "Did you do this on purpose?" Song Dabao's voice trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress his inner anger.

Song Shuwen had a sincere look on his face, with helplessness and compassion in his eyes. "Doctors are like parents to their patients. How could I do that? I just told them the truth about the patient's condition."

However, Song Dabao couldn't listen at all. In his heart, there was only grief for the impending death of his loved ones and suspicion towards Song Shuwen.

His face flushed red, veins popped out on his forehead, and suddenly, he rushed forward and grabbed Song Shuwen's neck. "You just didn't save him on purpose!"

Song Dabao's eyes were burning with anger, and his heart was filled with despair and unwillingness.

Song Shuwen was strangled and couldn't breathe. A look of pain appeared on his face. He used both hands to pry Song Dabao's hands apart. "Calm down! I really didn't..." Song Shuwen said with difficulty.

Just as Song Dabao and Song Shuwen were in a stalemate, Gu Nan, the food delivery boy, walked in.

When he saw the tense scene, he frowned slightly and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen, with a hint of reproach in his tone: "Do you want to fight back in this way? Watch your head."

Song Shuwen's face turned red, and his neck was pinched by Song Dabao, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He struggled to squeeze out a few words: "I have no intention of revenge, I am just telling the truth. Please don't insult my medical skills."

Song Shuwen's eyes were full of stubbornness. He felt that he was just fulfilling his duty as a doctor and telling the patient the truth about the condition, but he was suspected and attacked for no reason. It was really unfair.

Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen's determined eyes, then looked at Song Dabao's angry face, and sighed softly.

He knew that in this situation, both parties needed to calm down, otherwise things would only get worse.

Gu Nan decided to persuade Song Dabao first. After all, impulse cannot solve the problem.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Gu Nan hurriedly stepped forward to grab Song Dabao and said loudly: "Let go of Song Shuwen first! Maybe the old man is really dying, and you can't help him!"

However, Song Dabao was so angry at this time that he simply could not listen to Gu Nan's advice.

Song Dabao beat Song Shuwen violently. His eyes were red, his face was ferocious, and every punch he threw was filled with endless anger.

"You quack! Since you can't save people, you might as well kill them directly!" Song Dabao said viciously, as if he had lost his mind.

Song Shuwen was beaten and kicked by Song Dabao without any ability to fight back and was soon knocked unconscious.

His face was covered with scars and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. He looked very miserable.

Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen lying on the ground, and a feeling of helplessness and sadness surged in his heart.

He knew that Song Dabao's behavior was too impulsive, but in this situation, he didn't know how to calm Song Dabao down.

Song Dabao's face was filled with grief, tears streaming down like a flood. He threw himself tightly into the old lady's arms, crying with a trembling voice, "Mom, is there really no hope?"

His face was filled with pain and reluctance, and his cries seemed to penetrate the depressing air and reach the softest part of people's hearts.

Song Dabao hugged the old lady tightly, as if this could save her dying life.

His heart was filled with regret and self-blame. He hated himself for not being able to find a better doctor for his mother and hated himself for being powerless at this critical moment.

A heavy atmosphere shrouded the theater.

The news of Xiyu's son's death spread like a dark cloud.

On this day, several eunuchs came to express their condolences on Liu Xie's orders. They walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion with cautious steps, their expressions showing caution and sympathy.

The leading eunuch stepped forward, bowed slightly, and conveyed Liu Xie's meaning: "Prime Minister, His Majesty asked us to come and express our condolences to you. His Majesty said that the Prime Minister should mourn for you."

Several young eunuchs stood there, their eyes full of concern.

Xi Yu said: "Please go back and tell His Majesty that I am fine, so His Majesty can rest assured."

In the quiet countryside, Xi Zhicai has been living a peaceful life, with a heart as calm as still water and strong without desires.

However, the news of Xiyu's son's death was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in his life.

When Xi Zhicai learned the news, an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.

He immediately decided to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to visit Xi Yu.

At this time, he was protected by many secret guards, which made him feel more at ease in his actions.

Xi Zhicai got on his bicycle and rode forward boldly.

The wind whistled past his ears, as if urging him to quicken his pace.

The wheels rolled forward, and Xi Zhicai's figure sped past on the country road, driving quickly towards the Prime Minister's Mansion with concern for his relatives and uneasiness about the unknown.

Xi Zhicai was riding his bicycle at lightning speed, when he suddenly passed an intersection and several masked men jumped out like ghosts and surrounded him in an instant.
Zhicai was startled and almost fell down, but fortunately he reacted quickly and braked in time to stop.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of vigilance, and he asked sternly, "What are you guys doing?"

However, the masked men said nothing, but their eyes were fierce, and then they started to attack.

They were agile and their movements were sharp, and it was obvious that they came prepared.

At this critical moment, the secret guards beside Xi Zhicai attacked like lightning.

They were all very skilled and quickly engaged in a fierce fight with the masked man.

The flashes of swords and the shadows of knives flashed in the air, and shouts of killing rose one after another.

Xi Zhicai watched this sudden battle nervously, secretly wondering about the origins and purposes of these masked men.

The battle between the masked men and the secret guards became more and more intense. These masked men showed extremely powerful strength, and for a moment the secret guards almost couldn't resist.

Their attack was fierce and every move was deadly, as if they were filled with endless hatred and determination.

However, the secret guards were well-trained after all, and after a hard fight, the situation gradually turned around.

In the end, the masked men were defeated by the secret guards and fell one by one, leaving only one masked man on the battlefield.

The secret guards quickly surrounded him and asked sternly, "Who are you?"

A trace of determination flashed across the masked man's eyes, and he said coldly: "I can't tell." After that, he chewed his tongue and committed suicide without hesitation.

The secret guards watched him fall, their hearts filled with confusion and shock.

Who sent these masked men? What was their purpose? All of this was like a fog, shrouding everyone's mind.

Xi Zhicai looked a little pale, and he walked over slowly, his steps a little unsteady.

There was still a trace of fear in his eyes, and his slightly trembling hands showed his inner uneasiness.

A secret guard hurried forward and asked with concern, "Sir, are you frightened?"

Xi Zhicai nodded slightly, his voice still trembling: "A little bit, it's a good thing that you guys protect me like this."

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.

Then, he frowned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Wasn't my nephew killed by someone? Maybe these people are in cahoots with them."

After hearing this, the secret guards looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces.

One of the secret guards said, "Sir, what you said makes sense, but these people would rather die than reveal a single word, so they really didn't leave any clues."

Their hearts were filled with frustration, and at the same time they became more wary of the conspiracy behind it.

Xi Zhicai stood there with deep and worried eyes, secretly pondering the connection behind this series of events.

He knew that he had to rush to the Prime Minister's Mansion as soon as possible to discuss the matter with Xi Yu, find out the truth, and avenge his nephew.

Xi Zhicai got on his bicycle again, still feeling a little nervous.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, then pedaled hard and continued moving forward.

Along the way, he remained vigilant at all times, constantly scanning his surroundings, fearing that he would encounter any more accidents.

Fortunately, the rest of the journey was smooth and nothing happened.

Xi Zhicai felt a little relieved. He quickened his pace and rushed towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Finally, the magnificent gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion appeared before their eyes.

Xi Zhicai jumped off his bicycle and pushed it towards the door. He was Xi Yu's brother, so the people at the door naturally recognized him and let him in without notifying him.

Xi Zhicai walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion and looked at the familiar courtyard, feeling filled with emotion.

He knew that Xiyu must be immersed in great grief at this moment, and he had to support and comfort his brother. He walked towards the room where Xiyu was.

The door of Xiyu's room was quietly open.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard. Xi Yu raised his head slightly and saw that it was his brother Xi Zhicai who had arrived. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes instantly. He quickly stood up and walked forward to greet him.

Xi Zhicai held Xi Yu's hand tightly and said, "I heard about the details." Xi Zhicai's eyes were full of concern and worry.

Xi Yu nodded gently and said, "Brother, let's go into the house and talk."

He took Xi Zhicai's hand and walked into the room.

There was a heavy atmosphere in the room. Xi Yu and Xi Zhicai sat opposite each other, both of them with complicated emotions in their hearts.

Xi Zhicai looked solemn, frowned slightly and said: "Brother, I was attacked on the way here. Several masked men suddenly appeared and surrounded me. Fortunately, I was protected by the secret guards and escaped. I think these people are in the same group as the one who harmed the child."

There was a trace of regret in his eyes, "It's a pity that there are no survivors. We can't find out who is behind them."

After hearing this, Xi Yu's face became even gloomier. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he said, "Who are these people? Why do they treat our family so cruelly?"

Xi Zhicai sighed and patted Xi Yu's shoulder gently, "Brother, now we must calm down and analyze the ins and outs of these things and find out the mastermind behind them."

Xi Zhicai fell into deep thought, constantly recalling the attack scene on the road in his mind.

Those masked men were very agile and had obviously received professional training.

Their purpose was clear, which was to stop him from going to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Is there someone who doesn't want us two brothers to meet? Or is there some other conspiracy?" Xi Zhicai was full of doubts.

Xi Yu looked at his brother Xi Zhicai who looked anxious, raised his hand slightly and said, "Brother, don't worry for now."

Xi Zhicai looked at Xi Yu with a puzzled look on his face. Just as he was about to ask a question, Xi Yu immediately said, "Actually, the child is not dead."

When Xi Zhicai heard this, he was stunned, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

He stood there, as if time had stood still.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses and asked anxiously, "What on earth is going on?"

Xi Yu sat down slowly, his expression relaxed a little, and began to tell his plan: "Brother, I know very well that we are in danger now. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. In order to protect the safety of the children, I took this desperate measure and released the news of the children's death. In fact, I have secretly transferred them to a safe place. I also want them to relax their vigilance."

After listening to this, Xi Zhicai's nervous heart finally relaxed and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He felt relieved when he learned that Gan Mei and Xi Ping'an were both safe and sound.

A gratified smile appeared on his face, and he was also full of admiration for Xi Yu's wisdom and decisiveness.

Xi Yu looked at his brother Xi Zhicai seriously and said solemnly, "Brother, this matter must be kept secret. Once the news leaks out, the consequences will be disastrous."

Xi Zhicai nodded vigorously and responded with a firm look: "Of course, even if you don't confess, I will do the same."

On the other side, several ladies learned that Tuoba Yu had returned and came to his residence to visit him.

The ladies all had concerned expressions and tenderness in their eyes.

Song Meijiao walked forward, gently held Tuoba Yu's hand, and asked softly, "Are you okay? You must have suffered a lot along the way."

The ladies chatted with each other, asking about each other's well-being, and the room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Tuoba Yu looked at these ladies who cared about him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart, with a grateful smile on his face.

Tuoba Yu was chatting with several ladies and learned from their words that Ouyang Linlin was pregnant.

This news surprised and delighted Tuoba Yu. He immediately got up and decided to visit Ouyang Linlin.

Tuoba Yu hurried to Ouyang Linlin's residence and pushed open the door. He saw Ouyang Linlin sitting quietly in front of the window, her hand gently placed on her slightly bulging belly, her eyes full of tenderness and expectation.

Hearing the footsteps, Ouyang Linlin turned around, and the moment she saw Tuoba Yu, she was stunned, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

She stared at Tuoba Yu with her eyes wide open, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She asked in a trembling voice, "You're back?"

Tuoba Yu walked quickly to Ouyang Linlin's side, his eyes full of guilt and pity.

She gently held Ouyang Linlin's hand and said softly: "Yes, I'm back."

Xiaohong understood, bowed slightly, and quietly retreated with all the little girls, leaving the space for Tuoba Yu and Ouyang Linlin.

Tuoba Yu's face was filled with a joyful smile, and his eyes were full of tenderness and doting.

He looked at Ouyang Linlin and said softly, "I heard that you are pregnant. Congratulations."

Tuoba Yu's heart was filled with joy, and the upcoming little life made her feel extremely happy.

Tuoba Yu sat down next to Ouyang Linlin and gently held her hand.

"Where have you been recently? I'm worried about you." Ouyang Linlin's eyes were full of concern.

Tuoba Yu said, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "I was willful at the beginning and shouldn't have caused trouble."

Ouyang Linlin's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, with a happy light in her eyes. "Don't worry about it anymore, and my husband has been worried, I'm glad you're back." Her voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze, soothing Tuoba Yu's heart.

Tuoba Yu looked at Ouyang Linlin, his heart filled with emotion.

The two chatted affectionately for a while, and Tuoba Yu stood up reluctantly.

She stared at Ouyang Linlin again, her eyes full of concern. "Have a good rest. I'm leaving first."

After saying this, Tuoba Yu slowly turned around and left the room quietly.

The atmosphere in Xiyu's room was quiet and warm.

Xi Yu looked at his brother Xi Zhicai and said sincerely: "Since you are here, why don't you stay here?"

Xi Zhicai nodded slightly, with a gentle smile on his face. "That's fine." His voice was steady and powerful, making people feel at ease.

Xi Yu sighed softly, then asked, "Brother, how are you doing recently?"

Xi Zhicai smiled slightly, his eyes revealing calmness and composure. "Everything is fine."

Xi Yu was silent for a moment, then brought up a sensitive topic.

"Brother, do you have a woman you like?" Xi Yu's eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Xi Zhicai couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

There was a hint of shyness and helplessness in his smile.

"It still depends on fate."

When Xi Yu heard what his brother Xi Zhicai said, he nodded slightly and said nothing more.

The room became quiet for a moment, with only the gentle breathing sounds of the two people.

Suddenly, Xi Zhicai yawned. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I heard about Xi Ping'an's incident last night, so I didn't sleep well."

There was a trace of fatigue on Xi Zhicai's face, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing this, Xi Yu immediately said with concern: "In that case, go and rest immediately."

Afterwards, Xi Yu called the servants and ordered, "Arrange a quiet and comfortable room for my brother so that he can have a good rest."

The servants took the order and left, quickly preparing a room for Xi Zhicai.

Xi Zhicai looked at Xi Yu gratefully and said, "Brother, don't overwork yourself and take care of yourself."

Xiyu nodded and watched his brother leave the room.

Xi Yu sat alone in the room, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

He had just settled his brother down when the figure of Song Shuwen appeared in his mind again.

He sighed helplessly. It seemed that he had to accept the reality that something really happened to Song Shuwen.

Thinking of this, Xi Yu felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart.

He knew that Song Shuwen died because of him, and this heavy burden made him almost breathless.

Xi Yu's eyes became dim. (End of this chapter)