Holding a Lantern to See Bayonets c.1
Chapter 1 The King Of Sword "It's so pitiful. He has late-stage stomach cancer and doesn't even have anyone to take care of him." "But he's really handsome, even movie stars can't compare..." "Hehe, little girl, is your hairs all springy?" "Hahaha……" The laughter of the nurses during rounds gradually faded away, and the ward fell silent once again. Chu Ci lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he were already dead. Most of his face was covered by an oxygen mask, his cheeks were sunken from thinning, and his complexion was so pale that it was almost transparent, but his handsome features could still be seen in his eyes and brows. It's just a matter of time. The doctor had long predicted he wouldn't live more than three months, and he had already clung to life for half a year, now nearing the end of his life. Perhaps his time would come tonight, or perhaps he would embark on his journey to another world tomorrow...