Yan Lin:

You must be suspecting me of being dishonest, hiding many things from you, and even thinking that I have connections with the Xu family, right? If it were me, I would definitely think that way.

After all, there are a series of issues to address.

If I were to say that I had many reasons to do this, would you believe me?

A long, long time ago, I noticed that people were often following and watching me.

You're keeping this from me, not wanting me to worry, hoping I can find simple happiness, as if by not speaking up or explaining, the suspicion and surveillance from above will cease to exist.

Actually, I noticed it a long time ago.

None of this matters to me.

It's not that I lack your sense of national pride or your correct sense of right and wrong, but I know that while I can't choose my birth, I can decide how I choose to live my life.

Aye said that I would play a trump card right away, and that showing a city border defense map would seem outrageous and could easily cause unnecessary trouble, or even lead to criticism.

But I want to say that as long as it can save you, I'm willing to go to any lengths to do so.

I got the lockdown map.

The red-clad witch was me in disguise.

I was the one who summoned the poisonous creatures.

It's me, it's all me.

Just like you never ask me why I'm so strong, why I have an extraordinary sense of smell, or why I'm so powerful in battle, it's naturally because I have something that makes me different from ordinary people.

I didn't speak before, and I can't speak now. You don't need to pursue this matter further, nor do you need to investigate the cause of my death or who murdered me.

Only when I need you to take action and fight alongside me will I truly feel at ease.

I know you must be very sad right now, very resistant, very frustrated, and even a little resentful of my heartlessness and my leaving you.

But I'm also very greedy.

I want your love, I want your heart, I want to be with you forever, so I must sever some ties and cut off some unnecessary relationships.

And... there are things I must protect...

You may not understand, but if there is still a chance between us, God will surely give us a chance. Even if God is unkind, you will still find someone to be with for life.

My battlefield, I must venture forth.

I understand that you're taking on more responsibility.

Please forgive my selfishness. I am so sorry to have caused you so much pain and suffering.

May has arrived.

Your dark spots are about to reappear.

If you cherish my feelings and don't want to betray the suffering I've endured over the years, remember to take the special medicine I developed for you with all my might.

Only your face heals me, Heaven bears witness, granting me a touch of pity, a faint hope, for the day we can hold hands again. Remember, remember...

Wife branches remain.

...

A letter, though brief, fully expresses the heartbreaking grief of his wife, Zhi.

Yan Lin's eyes were blurred with tears.

He had hidden it very well, but she still found out.

She pretended to understand everything and that nothing had happened, smiling and asking for hugs and kisses every day, even though she was secretly harboring deep feelings for him.

She said she would do anything to save him.

She was willing to give it up.

How could he not want to part with it?

Even if it means a life of loneliness... he would still be willing.

A tear slid down her cheek.

Tears fell onto the yellowed letter paper, blurring her words.

Yan Lin folded it again, wrapped it in oil paper, and put it in the pocket on his chest.

He took a deep breath, looked at Dai Chunying, and said in a suddenly relaxed tone, "Sit down, tell me, how was this medicine made..."

Upon hearing this, both people present were stunned.

Ling Junye also showed deep doubt.

If his sister-in-law said she could produce the medicine, he would believe her without question.

He had five hundred doubts about anyone else.

Dai Chunying sat down silently.

She was melancholy and sad, and tears in her eyes had already soaked the front of her clothes.

Then, she took a notebook out of her backpack.

A few months ago, after Yan Lin slapped her hard, she felt sad and frustrated, and couldn't sleep after returning home.

Then she received a phone call from her workplace, so she went back.

She received a large package that required her signature to accept.

Upon opening the package, one finds it filled with various bottles and jars, along with a large quantity of medications. At the very bottom is a notebook containing numerous notes.

She recognized her master's handwriting as soon as she opened it.

At that moment, she was overwhelmed with emotion.

The first line of the journal contained Xu Manzhi's words: "Chunying, this batch of medicine is a semi-finished product, but as long as it is combined with other ingredients, it can be made into a medicine to cure malignant sores. You should put your name on it and produce it."

Don't feel uneasy, because if I'm giving you benefits, I naturally need your help.

Red Yao medicine is one of the most effective medicines.

This is the second point.

A third batch of medicine will be delivered to you in seven days.

Previously, the complete notes I wrote could indeed be completed in one go, producing Yan Lin's special medicine, but the cost was far too high, and current technology simply couldn't achieve it.

That was just a pretext to lure Ye Qiqi into a trap.

You might wonder why I'm targeting her at every turn and resorting to such methods. It's not that I'm petty; it's simply that I don't want to give her a chance.

An opportunity to get close to my man.

So before I leave, I must get her out of office.

A wise person once told me that Ye Qiqi is my husband Yan Lin's destined wife. Would you believe it?

I believe it, anyway.

So I won't allow this to happen!

When you receive this letter, Ye Qiqi will surely be devastated, and then I will feel at ease handing over the secret formula to you.

Three copies.

The first one was given to you early on, and Hongyao has also been released.

This is the second one.

The third one is something I personally refined; no one else can use it. You must go to the largest laboratory to complete it after you are promoted and have more say in the matter…

If the special medicine is successful, Yan Lin may be unwilling to take it. Then you can give him my letter. Remember, do not give it to him in advance, otherwise he will lose heart and commit suicide, and all my efforts will be in vain.

In this life, I still want to take a gamble, to gamble on a chance to see him again.

May Heaven not fail us.

May Yan Lin endure loneliness and bear pain.

...

Snap—

Yan Lin closed the journal.

"Let me see it, give it to me now!" Ling Junye couldn't wait and snatched the notebook away.

He glanced at it quickly, his eyes widening.

"Brother, what does sister-in-law mean? What is she doing—" he asked, his jaw dropping in astonishment.

Yan Lin did not answer.

His gaze was indifferent, and he said in a low voice, "Give me the medicine, I'll take it now."

He did what she asked him to do.

Dai Chunying was overjoyed and quickly took out the medicine box and opened the lid.

There was a round pill lying in the box.

Dazzling and colorful.

Indescribable streaks of color covered the pill, creating an atmosphere of mystery and vastness that was awe-inspiring at first glance.

"Damn, this is so beautiful! I think my sister-in-law is biased. When she treated me, she covered me up like a ghost, but my brother's medicine is not only small, it's also incredibly beautiful," Ling Junye complained.