Blue Love: Collapsing the Winged Jin Heart

Injury

The Inca physician bowed prostrate, he remembered once the herbs he concocted according to the health recipe with the roots and nutritious leaves. For days the Inca healer searched for rare plants, he also climbed a high cliff that almost cost him his life.

“O wise king, servant is but a low healer who seeks to cure the plague of the people. How can I hurt or kill them?” said the Inca healer smacked his forehead on the ground.

The San healer successfully healed one of the sick Jin folk. Previously the figure had convulsions, high fever, spotting mera on the body and perspiration that continues to pour.

“Your Majesty, haven't you made sure I'm the winner?” said physician San while glancing at the face of the Inca physician.

After getting the signal of a nod of the head from the King, the commander-in-chief of the King immediately ordered the Inca physician in execution of the behead. The Inca physician knelt down and prostrated himself asking for forgiveness from the King.

“Please forgive me! King have mercy on me!”

The Inca physician was dragged into the lower prison, before he was stoned with forty lashes. The dying Inca healer endured the pain. He vomited blood, blurry vision to the point of unconsciousness. The physician was left in such a terrible condition. On that night also outside the palace courtyard has been inducted the announcement of the main physician of the kingdom is the physician San. Having successfully cured the disease of the plague that attacked the people, he was given a gift of gold, silver and stamp as the main healer of the kingdom. He was placed in the Northern workspace and given the glass of the main healer of the palace. Smile the physician San heard all the edicts of the King.

In the cold and damp prison, the body was almost stiff in pain. Her lips were dry peeling withstanding thirst. The Inca physician could not stand it anymore, he opened his eyes to endure all the pain. The pain he felt more pierced his heart when he found out the figure of a good friend in front of him had trapped him. Physician San stood in front of the iron bars with a smile, he folded his hands in front of his chest.

"That's because you want to fight and fight me!" said physician San glared.

"I will do anything for the throne I want even if I have to sacrifice myself"

Physician San grabbed a small bowl filled with water near the iron bars. He poured the water right in front of the Inca physician. Until the final drop he slammed the bowl then laughed out loud.

"Haha, enjoy your death!"

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Alone in the late night, the sound of wolf howls, crows circling the top of the prison. The eyes of the Inca physician turned red, spitting blood. It was as if the rest of his life was over. He searched the sky from the small sidelines of the cell wall. He just found himself in a dungeon. He looked up at the ceiling of the cell roof.

"I wish my last words in the world of jinn were staring up at the sky. I hope the heavens will hear or the mightiest good will help me to live once more" muttered the Inca physician.

From the air the white magic spell that was meditating heard a groan mixed with the sound of blood droplets injuring the body of the healer.

"Help me.."