Emperor Yan cooperated and gave his hand to Liu Wuji.
Liu Wuji felt Emperor Yan's pulse.
His expression was solemn.
Emperor Yan was nervous and did not even dare to breathe heavily.
After a long time, Liu Wuji finally let go of Emperor Yan.
"How is the situation?" He asked Liu Wuji nervously.
Liu Wuji looked troubled and did not say anything.
"There's no harm in speaking frankly." Emperor Yan steeled his heart and asked Liu Wuji again.
Liu Wuji sighed.
"Your lifespan has been depleted at least..."
"At least how much?" Emperor Yan pinched the thin blanket on his body and looked straight at Liu Wuji.
"At least ten years." Liu Wuji said in pain. As he spoke, he turned his head away and did not look at Emperor Yan.
Emperor Yan's face turned pale and he felt weak again.
Ten years. He was already over fifty years old, and his health was still not very good.
