Because his only son is in critical condition, General Zheng has been staying at home these days.

This morning, the servant who was taking care of his son came in a hurry to report:

"Master, the young master is awake! He can even sit up by himself!"

You know, his only son Zheng Yuannai has been running a fever and comatose these days, and is rarely awake.

The rare times he woke up were usually due to coughing up blood.

He was a good boy, only in his early twenties, when he should be in the prime of his life, but he was emaciated and skinny, with only skin covering his face.

Everyone said that tuberculosis was a fatal disease, but he refused to accept his fate and kept looking for famous doctors to treat his son.

More than two years have passed, but I have never found a doctor who can truly cure tuberculosis. All they say is that taking medicine may help me live a little longer.

He had consulted many doctors and had a good understanding of tuberculosis.

Considering that my son has been coughing up large amounts of blood and has a low-grade fever recently, his life is already on the verge of death.

Upon hearing the report from his servant, General Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Go get the doctor!"

In the past few days, Dr. Zhou, a famous doctor from Yangzhou who specializes in treating lung diseases, has been staying in the mansion.

"Master, I have invited you."

General Zheng strode towards the yard where his son lived.

Doctor Zhou, with white hair and beard, was walking out carrying a medicine box.

General Zheng asked quickly:

"Doctor, has my son's condition improved?"

Doctor Zhou's eyes were filled with apology and pity:

"My Lord General, please accept my condolences. Your son is now in his last moments, and I'm afraid he will die today. You should go and talk to him more."

The last glimmer of hope was shattered with the doctor's announcement.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the tall and strong General Zheng seemed to have his back collapsed in an instant, and his energy was drained away, making him look ten years older in an instant.

When he was 20 years old, he went to suppress bandits and fell off his horse, injuring a man's unspeakable part. From then on, he could neither have sexual relations nor have children.

I only have this one son in this life.

He was treated like a treasure from childhood to adulthood, but he still got tuberculosis at the age of eighteen.

It would have been good if she could have had a child, but having tuberculosis seemed to be detrimental to fertility. She took several concubines in her son's home, but she was unable to give birth to a grandson or even a granddaughter.

Now that his son is gone, he will really be without any descendants.

Without an heir, even if you have immense wealth and a promising future, what is the point if there is no one to inherit it!

General Zheng's eyes were red and he walked towards the yard with unsteady steps, wanting to accompany his son through the last journey of his life.

When I walked into the yard, I saw my daughter-in-law pushing her son and sitting in the yard.

"The wind in the yard is so strong, how did you push the young master outside!"

he said accusingly.

Zheng Yuannai, who was sitting in a wheelchair with skin and bones and a pale face, waved his hand and said with a weak breath:

"Dad, I asked her to push me out... I haven't seen the light of day for a long time. If I don't take a look, I'm afraid I'll never have the chance again."

It was a normal tone, but it was filled with deathly despair.

It seemed that he also understood that his end was approaching.

General Zheng turned his head away and tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes.

At this moment, another servant came hurriedly to report:

"Master, there is a businessman named Du Zongquan outside who wants to see you!"

General Zheng knew who Du Zongquan was.

A wealthy businessman from Nandu who fawned over him like a dog.

But he was in no mood for that at the moment, frowning and saying impatiently:

"Tell him to get out."

The servant took the silver from Du Zongquan and added:

"He said he came to present you with a magical medicine that can save the young master's life."

Now General Zheng was like a drowning man, trying to grab even a straw. Upon hearing this, he immediately said:

"Did he really say that?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Bring him right here!"

The servants took the order and left.

After a long while, Zheng Yuannai in the wheelchair spoke quietly:

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