C810 The Pulse

Beneath the netherworld, in the underworld hall.

Su Yin lay on the soft couch, looking as if she knew that there was no cure for her and that she could face death calmly. No one needed to pity me.

Ghost Doctor was helping her to feel her pulse. His brows were furrowed, relaxed, and deep in thought.

After a while, Ghost Doctor heaved a sigh of relief and said, "My Lord