Collecting Powerful Girlfriends: My Invincible Harem

"Father, this is the twenty-first time you've used this excuse to deceive me..."

Upon hearing Murong Fu's words, Murong Qingxue slightly turned her head, tears streaming down her face.

"In the past, I always fell for it because I couldn't bear to leave you all."

"But this time... Qingxue really doesn't want to be deceived by you anymore."

With that, Murong Qingxue painfully closed her eyes, as if the abyss had swallowed the entire world.

Over the past few years, Murong Fu had comforted her many times with similar reasons, and indeed, he had found various 'miracle workers' for her. But each treatment ended in failure.

And she, each time, endured the psychological gap from full hope to utter despair.

During this process, she also had to bear the astonished gazes of outsiders, as if they were looking at a monster.

This kind of pain... no one but herself could understand.

She... really didn't want to go through it again.

"Qingxue, this time Father truly isn't lying to you. Father has really found a remarkable person who can definitely cure you."

"Can you hold on for just three more days?"

Seeing Murong Qingxue's lifeless expression, Murong Fu continued hoarsely, suppressing his heartache.

"If three days later, he really can't cure you, then I'll let you leave..."

The last few words, Murong Fu used all his strength to say these ordinary words.

After speaking, he felt as if his entire soul had been torn to pieces.

The greatest pain in the world is nothing more than a parent sending off their child, watching them leave.

Unless one is cold-blooded and devoid of familial affection, this feeling is akin to being slowly tortured to death.

"Thank you, Father..."

Upon hearing this, Murong Qingxue slightly opened her eyes, gave Murong Fu a deep look, and then closed them again, as if she wanted to remember his appearance forever.

"Then you rest well, and wait for Father to bring that expert..."

After saying this to Murong Qingxue, Murong Fu tucked her in and walked out of the side room with heavy steps.

Three days. He could only accompany his daughter for three more days. How cruel this was for a father!

After closing the door for Murong Qingxue, Murong Fu leaned against the door, feeling as if the entire world had turned pitch black.

"Cough, cough... Is Xue alright?"

At this moment, an elderly voice sounded, and an old man with white hair, sitting in a wheelchair, was pushed over.

The wrinkles on his face were like deep ravines, and a decaying aura surrounded him, making him look like a dying man.

This person was Murong Fu's father, the former City Lord of Heavenly Capital City, Murong Bo.

"Father..."

Seeing Murong Bo, Murong Fu immediately stood up straight, quickly hiding the despair on his face.

"Xue'er is fine, she just had a moment of despair. After my persuasion, she is now resting in the room."

After hesitating for a moment, Murong Fu ultimately decided not to reveal the truth and concealed what had just happened.

"That's good..."

Murong Bo nodded upon hearing this, looking at the room with a kind gaze, then raised his head and said hoarsely.

"Prepare my funeral arrangements. I fear I won't last more than three days..."

Boom!!

Hearing Murong Bo's words, Murong Fu's body trembled violently, and his mind seemed to explode.

Although he had been mentally prepared, hearing this news now, he still found it hard to accept.

Two devastating blows in just one day!

Even though Murong Fu was a Nirvana Nine Realm expert, he felt the world spinning at this moment.

Two of his closest blood relatives would pass away in these few days.

What a blow this was to him!

Truly, when it rains, it pours, and misfortune always finds the unfortunate!

What kind of sins had he committed in his past life for the heavens to be so cruel to him in this life!

"I... understand."

After closing his eyes in pain, Murong Fu finally uttered these words.

The greatest sorrow is when the heart dies!

Perhaps this phrase best described Murong Fu's current state.

"City Lord, someone has taken the notice from the central square and is now waiting outside the City Lord's Mansion!"

Just as Murong Fu was about to collapse, a soldier hurriedly ran over to report.

"What?!!"

The words weren't loud, but to Murong Fu, they were like a morning bell, making him lift his head abruptly.

"Who is it?!"

"Is it a medical master from the Great Qian Dynasty, or a pill master from the Great Qian Dynasty?!"

With a glimmer of hope in his eyes, Murong Fu asked urgently.

As he spoke, he even rushed to the soldier, grabbing his shoulders tightly.

At this moment, he was like a desperate man falling into an abyss, grabbing the last lifeline before death.

His excited and trembling appearance startled the soldier.

"Neither... neither..."

Feeling the powerful grip on his shoulders, the soldier replied with a trembling voice.

"It's a handsome young man in black and a veiled woman in red."

"They said they are confident they can cure the old City Lord and asked us to bring them here."

"Confident?!"

Hearing the soldier's words, Murong Fu's excitement instantly turned to a dark, somber expression.

In the past, there were also those who claimed to be confident, but they turned out to be swindlers, and he had them thrown into the dungeon.

Now, a young man and a woman dared to make such bold claims.

"Another pair of young people who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth... cough, cough..."

Murong Bo, hearing the conversation, waved his hand dismissively.

"Send them away. I don't want to be troubled anymore..."

In his half-dead state, he wouldn't last more than three days.

Even a Heavenly Rank medical master couldn't alleviate his condition, let alone forcibly extend his life.

Unless it was a legendary Saint Rank medical expert, there might be hope for his recovery.

But Saint Rank experts were as elusive as dragons, and this young pair clearly couldn't be.

"Father, how about... we meet them?"

After a moment of silence, Murong Fu's expression gradually calmed down, and he turned to his father, speaking in a low voice.

Although he saw no hope, Murong Fu still wanted to give it a try.

Perhaps... a miracle might happen.

The greatest despair is not seeing any hope, but losing hope in oneself.

Because without hope, the world is utterly dark.

Just like his daughter and his father.

And as a father and a son, he couldn't bear to give up!

"Since you are so persistent... cough, cough... I'll accompany you for one last try... cough, cough..."

Seeing Murong Fu's pleading eyes, and perhaps thinking of Murong Qingxue in the side room, Murong Bo changed his mind.

"Thank you, Father..."

Murong Fu bowed to Murong Bo, then turned to the soldier.

"Bring them to the main hall. The old City Lord and I will be there shortly."