Eighty-nine years, Zhuge Zhong's life was reduced by eight to nine years.
In order to save Li Xin, Zhuge Zhong paid a heavy price. It seemed that the Zhuge family had to pay a huge price to save Li Xin.
Just this time, it had consumed 89 years of Zhuge Zhong's lifespan.
Mo Xiu recalled Zhuge's expression when he looked at Li Ling 'er after the treatment. It was doting.
Zhuge Zhong seemed to have changed, but in fact, he had not. Li Ling 'er was his everything.
The treatment would cause such great harm to Zhuge Zhong, so Zhuge Zhong was destined not to live long.
Mo Xiu sighed. He could see many things clearly, but he couldn't change them.
Mu Qingyi heard Mo Xiu's sigh and stared at him with her eyes wide open.
"What's wrong? Now that Grandpa's injuries have been cured, are you worried about the central continent?"