"I'm sorry, Princess Rasha'er... We've done all we can... but Emperor Yandi has inhaled too much seawater, and the bullet hit his heart. Fortunately, Emperor Yandi's body is different from others; his heart is positioned slightly differently than an ordinary person's. Otherwise, with one shot, Emperor Yandi might... have long lost his life..."
"Now, we can only try to keep Emperor Yandi alive... But whether he can wake up is still uncertain."
"How could this happen!?" Rasha'er cried, her eyes red, stepping forward to grasp the hand of the sleeping man, clutching it tighter bit by bit.
"Go find the best doctors in the world! He must be made to awaken!"
"Your Highness Princess..." an elderly doctor stepped forward helplessly and said, "Emperor Yandi... I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left. Even if we find the best doctors, I'm afraid..."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Rasha'er shouted, "Get out! All of you, get out! I don't believe he will die! Absolutely not!"
