Xin Jiuwei snatched the letter, her trembling fingers barely able to tear the sealing wax. She roughly ripped open the envelope, pulled out the letter, and greedily read it word by word!
"...General Xin's will was strong, and the medicine worked incredibly fast, especially the emergency powder and the miraculous herb (note: it seems to be the Nine Deaths Resurrection Herb) that was delivered later. He managed to keep his life hanging by a thread when he was in a coma with a high fever and weak breathing... Now the wound has closed, the high fever has subsided for three days, he is conscious, and can eat liquid food... His life is out of danger, but he needs to rest for a long time..."
“Brother…” Xin Jiuwei gripped the letter tightly, her knuckles turning white, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls. But this time, they weren’t tears of despair, but tears of ecstatic joy, the catharsis of surviving a catastrophe! Her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, unable to hold back any longer, bursting into tears! In those cries were the fear, worry, and despair that had been building up for so many days, finally finding an outlet!
You Ye silently withdrew and gently closed the door.
Xin Jiuwei cried for a long time, until her voice was hoarse and her tears ran dry. She slumped to the ground, leaning against the cold wall, still clutching the life-saving news report tightly in her hand. Sunlight streamed through the window, warmly shining on her and dispelling the gloom and chill of the past few days.
Her brother survived. Xiao Xun's promise was fulfilled. Lin Wanyi's prescription, the old lady's help, her tireless procurement efforts... all the hard work paid off.
She raised her hand and wiped away the cold tears from her face. Though her eyes were weary, a clear and resolute light had rekindled within them. The ordeal had temporarily passed, but the road ahead remained long. The shadow of Qi Huaiyu had not yet dissipated, Xiao Zhuo's watchful gaze remained, and the cold yet subtle pact between her and Xiao Xun was far from over.
She leaned against the wall and slowly stood up. She walked to the desk and looked at the empty medicine bottle that belonged to Xiao Xun. She reached out and gently ran her fingertips over the cool surface of the bottle.
This time, she took the initiative to pick up a pen and unfold a blank sheet of paper. The pen hovered for a moment, then wrote a simple line:
"The medicine is finished. I hope you are well, brother. Thank you, Your Highness."
This was a report, an announcement, and also... the first time she had proactively conveyed information to him, a pure message devoid of any calculation.
She folded the plain paper and placed it in the envelope. This time, she didn't call You Ye, but took the letter herself and walked out of the study. The sunlight was a bit dazzling, but she slightly raised her face.
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