Da Qin: Old Zhao, I am really not a fairy

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Having been mighty for most of my life, I can't let other people see my embarrassing appearance when I leave!

I don't even want to be seen in such a sick state.

Let those old Qin people in Guanzhong remember Wang Jian's most powerful moment!

The great hero who conquered the Five Kingdoms, is this finally coming to an end?

"Xia Wuqie imperial doctor, how is Grandpa's condition?" Wang Li hurriedly asked Xia Wuqie.

Xia Wuqie beckoned and motioned for Wang Li to go out and chat.

On weekdays, Wang Li was the one who was beaten the most by Wang Jian.

But when Wang Jian was seriously ill, it was Wang Li who was most worried about Grandpa.

Wang Li followed Xia Wuqie's imperial doctor and walked out quickly.

Xia Wuqiu's imperial doctor shook his head again and again, and said apologetically, "Marquis Wucheng, I'm afraid the old general... dies soon..."

Xia Wuqi is highly respected, there is no need to lie about it.

After all, old general Wang Jian is already old.

Years of leading troops to fight, although Wang Jian has a strong physique, but because of this, he also suffered a lot of injuries.

Wang Li's pupils suddenly shrank, his face full of disbelief.

How much Wang Li hopes that Grandpa can get up and beat himself up.

What kind of Wucheng Hou am I?I just want... Grandpa can punch me with a fist!

Grandpa, you can curse me one more time!

Wang Li is useless, Grandpa, you are gone, what should I do!

Wang Li suddenly grabbed Xia Wuqie's collar, and roared repeatedly: "My grandpa is in such good health, why would you say that you are sick? You are an imperial doctor, you must save grandpa!"

"Wang Li, don't be rude!" Wang Zirou reprimanded her head and face.

It is an indisputable fact that Wang Jian is seriously ill.

This is not a reason to embarrass Xia Wu and the imperial physician.

"Sister, didn't you hear Xia Wuqiu's imperial doctor say, grandpa..."

Snapped!

A crisp applause!

It was Wang Zirou who hit Wang Li in the face.

This slap stunned Wang Li, and he also woke up.

"Sister..."

"It's so embarrassing for Grandpa to see you like this!"

Wang Zirou then apologized to Xia Wuqie, "I paid for it on behalf of Marquis Wucheng!"

Xia Wuqi waved his hands again and again, it was also reasonable for Wucheng Hou to react like this.

Human nature is within the acceptable range.

"Crown princess, the old general Wang Jian is old..., I really can't help but go back to heaven!"

Wang Zirou didn't want Grandpa to live a few more years.

But life and death, is this something normal people can control?

"It's work!"

Wang Li, Marquis of Wucheng, a 1.8-meter-long general, was in tears at this moment.

I have to say, Wang Li's cry is really hard to hear...

Heartbreaking in general.

Wang Zirou was also covering her face and sobbing. She had cried enough outside, and when she went into the house to see Wang Jian, she would definitely try to dry her tears.

And put a smile on your face.

You can't let Wang Jian worry about his grandson before leaving.

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The servants of the palace recognized Zhao Sheng's identity and quickly made way for Zhao Sheng and Yu Ziqi.

When Wang Li saw Zhao Sheng coming to the door, he wiped his eyes, and said respectfully, "Wu Chenghou has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhao Sheng waved his hand, signaling Wang Li not to be polite.

"You wait for me outside, the old general is doing me a favor!"

"No!" Yu Ziqi agreed.

After entering the room, Zhao Sheng slowly approached Wang Jian who was lying on the hospital bed.

"Old General!"

A soft call attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Zhao Sheng made a gesture of silence, signaling them not to be polite.

Wang Jian's narrowed eyes slowly opened, and when he saw that it was Zhao Sheng, he thought about getting out of bed and saluting.

But was held down by Zhao Sheng.

"Old general, why do we need so much etiquette?"

Wang Jian controlled his facial expression as much as possible, showing a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

Maybe it's because of suffering from illness.

Only Wang Jian's weak voice was heard.

Zhao Sheng closed his ears, followed Wang Jian's mouth to open and close slightly.

Except for Zhao Sheng, no one else could hear what Wang Jian was saying!