Looking at the jade bottle in Lin Wanyi's hand, which seemed to carry the warmth of life, and recalling Xin Jiuwei's resolute determination just now, Qin Lang felt a surge of heat rush to his head! He clasped his hands tightly, his voice hoarse but powerful: "This humble general Qin Lang guarantees with his life! I will not fail in my mission! I will travel day and night to deliver this item to Your Highness!"

He took the heavy jade bottle and prescription, which bore the weight of two lives, as if holding the most precious sacred object in the world. He turned and strode out of Jingyuan, mounted his horse, and, with several elite guards, charged into the vast snowy night like an arrow released from a bow! The sound of hooves, like a rapid drumbeat, shattered the silence of the capital, carrying the hope of life, and sped away towards the distant, uncertain Iron Wall Pass in the north!

In the quiet room, the candlelight flickered.

Xin Jiuwei lay unconscious on the bed, her face almost translucent with paleness, her breath weak. Lin Wanyi sat beside the bed, her fingers resting on Xin Jiuwei's wrist, her brows furrowed. Xin Kui, her eyes red-rimmed, repeatedly wiped the cold sweat from Xin Jiuwei's forehead with warm water.

“Miss Lin…Miss…” Xin Kui’s voice was choked with sobs.

"Her vital essence has been severely depleted, and her vitality is greatly damaged." Lin Wanyi withdrew her hand, her voice solemn. "I have used golden needles to seal her vital acupoints to slow the loss of life. Whether she can hold on... depends on fate, and also on... the situation in the Northern Border."

She looked at Xin Jiuwei's furrowed brows, even in her unconscious state, and sighed inwardly. This woman was so ruthless to herself. For Xiao Xun, she truly spared no expense.

In the howling winds and snow of the northern frontier, at the Iron Wall Pass camp.

The atmosphere inside the commander's tent was as heavy as an icebox. The charcoal fire blazed, yet it couldn't dispel the biting chill. Xiao Xun lay on a simple camp couch, his face ashen, his lips a strange, purplish-black. The arrow wound in his chest had been treated by the medic, but the edges of the bandage still seeped dark black blood, emitting a faint, sweet, metallic scent. His eyes were closed, his breath weak and feverish; he was clearly still in a high fever and unconsciousness, his body twitching occasionally.

Several military doctors surrounded the bed, all looking worried and helpless. The poison of the Corrosive Orchid was extremely potent and had penetrated deep into his heart. If it weren't for Xiao Xun's strong will and extraordinary physique, coupled with the military doctors using all the precious medicines to keep him alive, he would probably already be... Even so, his pulse was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

General Qin, his hair and beard bristling, paced anxiously in his tent, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. His Highness the Sixth Prince had been critically injured while saving him; if this news reached the capital… he couldn't even imagine the consequences! What worried him even more was that the only thing the Prince had asked for before he fell unconscious was the box being sent to the capital! What was inside? Could it save the Prince's life?

Just as despair and deathly silence filled the tent, the tent flap was suddenly flung open! A biting gust of cold wind, carrying snowflakes, rushed in!

Covered in snow and ice, practically a snowman, Qin Lang staggered in as if he had crawled out of hell! He clutched a bundle tightly to his chest, his lips were frozen purple, and his voice was hoarse as a broken gong:

"The medicine...the medicinal guide...has arrived! Miss Lin...the prescription..."

The tent fell into a deathly silence!

All eyes were focused on the package in Qin Lang's arms!

Qin Lang rushed to the bedside, his hands trembling, and unwrapped the package layer by layer, revealing a jade bottle emitting a faint, warm red glow, and a prescription covered in ink!

"Quick! Miss Lin said... use the blood in the bottle as a medicinal guide... decoct the medicine according to this prescription... quick!" Qin Lang's voice was filled with sobs and desperate roars.

The most senior of the military doctors rushed forward and took the jade bottle and prescription. When he saw the "Blood Guidance of the Same Origin" method recorded on the prescription and the seven drops of crimson essence blood in the jade bottle that exuded a strange life force, his old eyes instantly flashed with disbelief!

"Quick! Prepare the medicine! Get the medicine according to the prescription! Hurry!" The old military doctor's voice trembled with excitement, as if he had grasped at the last straw!

The tent instantly sprang into action! The fire was stoked, the medicine pots were set up, and precious herbs were quickly added to the boiling broth. The old military doctor personally held the jade bottle, his expression solemn. When the broth reached its most crucial moment, he took a deep breath, carefully uncorked the bottle, and slowly dripped the seven drops of scalding blood—a essence imbued with Xin Jiuwei's life and heart—into the boiling broth!

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The moment the essence and blood were added to the medicine, a strange medicinal aroma, carrying the fragrance of life, suddenly rose up and instantly filled the entire tent! The originally dark brown medicinal soup even faintly shimmered with a warm, rosy glow, like the morning sun!

"Quick! While it's hot! Force it down His Highness's throat!" the old military doctor shouted hoarsely.

Several strong guards immediately stepped forward and carefully pried open Xiao Xun's tightly clenched teeth, then painstakingly poured spoonful by spoonful of the medicinal soup that radiated a strange luster and a life force into his mouth.

Time seemed to freeze. Everyone held their breath, staring intently at Xiao Xun on the bed.

One breath... two breaths... three breaths...

Sudden!

On Xiao Xun's ashen face, the eerie purplish-black color began to fade at a visible speed! The blood from the arrow wound in his chest, which was constantly oozing black blood, gradually changed from deep black to dark red! His previously weak and disordered breathing began to become slightly more steady and powerful! The scorching heat seemed to have subsided slightly as well!

"It...it works!" a young military doctor exclaimed excitedly.

The old military doctor rushed to the bedside and placed his fingers on Xiao Xun's wrist to check his pulse. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, tears streaming down his face, his voice choked with emotion and wild joy: "The pulse... has stabilized! The poison... is receding! Your Highness... Your Highness is saved! Saved!"

A suppressed cheer erupted from inside the tent! General Qin was so excited that he trembled all over, his eyes filled with tears, and he bowed deeply towards the direction of the capital!

Qin Lang collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. Looking at his elder brother's face (whom he now regarded as his savior) gradually regaining his vitality, and recalling the unconscious woman in Jingyuan Garden in the capital who had given her her lifeblood, Qin Lang felt an indescribable shock and sorrow welling up in his heart.

The wind and snow continued to howl.

Inside the camp at Tiebi Pass, Xiao Xun struggled on the brink of life and death, slowly embarking on his journey home.

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away in the capital city's Jingyuan Garden, Xin Jiuwei lay on a cold bed, her breath faint, her life force like a candle flickering in the wind.