Fang Yi felt deeply anxious inside. Should he save him or not? Saving a life is said to be more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.
Besides, healing the sick and saving the dying was a physician's bounden duty. Everyone deserved to be saved, no matter who they were—even an old fox like Zixiu, a wolf in sheep's clothing wrapped in a monk's robe.
Wu Xinren had been frantic the entire time, nagging incessantly, his face a mask of misery as he begged Fang Yi to hurry inside and take a look. Something must have happened to Zixiu; he was the head abbot of Jincan Temple, and the temple simply could not do without him.
Chapter 371