The soldiers carried the old man's body out.
The people in the room were used to it; even those who were awake showed little sorrow, having long since become numb.
The guards untied the boy's restraints, revealing that the silk bandage around his chest was stained with blood.
The bed was the same, but a straw mat had been replaced. The boy lay flat on it, but strained to lift his head and look at his "sister" not far away.
Qin Zhaoyue repeated her previous actions. The two distillation devices never stopped, so after disinfecting the syringe, another injection was quickly prepared.
He exhaled a long breath of stale air, held the syringe up to his face, and expelled all the air from the syringe.
"Zhaoyue!" Qin Zhaoqiong wanted to persuade her again, but then she saw her sister's hand in the firelight. "Your hand!"
After her reminder, everyone's attention was drawn to the back of Qin Zhaoyue's hand.
The area was covered with needle marks, some of which had only scabbed over, while others remained bruised.
Many of the accompanying officials frowned, and everyone understood what that meant.
Pei Xueqiao took a step forward, as if wanting to see more clearly, but suddenly froze, her brows furrowed.
Meng Jian's breathing also hitched slightly. He was still in shock and hadn't noticed this detail, but he knew more than the others.
Martial artists with true qi have a recovery ability far exceeding that of ordinary people.
A needle prick wound like this would heal in no time, so there's only one explanation for its current state: she repeatedly stabbed herself in the same spot many times!
Those rumors circulating in the capital seemed like a huge joke.
If she were truly absurd and immoral, why would she risk her life for a group of seriously ill people, and why would she use her own hands to conduct experiments?
Qin Zhaoyue made sure she had expelled all the air before giving her elder sister a reassuring look, "It's alright."
Even if you know the theory and have been pricked many times, knowing it in your mind doesn't mean you can do it in your hands. Otherwise, so many boyfriends and family members of intern nurses wouldn't have suffered serious injuries.
So after creating the syringe, she practiced many times with the back of her hand, relying on the recovery ability of her sixth-grade body to practice repeatedly before she dared to use it.
Before her elder sister could say anything more, she walked straight to the bedside, tilted her head slightly to try to appear normal, but only felt the stiffness in her neck.
"May I have your name?"
“Li Xuan…”
Qin Zhaoyue took a half step forward, leaned down slightly, and stared into the other person's eyes.
"Li Xuan, two people with similarly serious injuries, treated by the same doctor and given the same medicine."
One person survived, but the other did not. Do you know the difference?
Before he could think, Qin Zhaoyue's palm landed on his left chest, applying a little force.
"Because the one who survived wants to live more, there is power here."
Li Xuan, if you want to live, tell yourself with all your might that you want to live, that you can live, that you definitely can live!
Li Xuan's grin faded slightly, and his eyes flickered for a moment before becoming resolute again.
His chest bulged, as if he were pushing against Qin Zhaoyue's palm.
"Um... beautiful sister... I want to live... I desperately want to live..."
Qin Zhaoyue smiled, feigning ease, "Good child, if you survive, your sister will treat you to something delicious."
With her eyes crinkling into crescents, Li Xuan's expression stiffened; he was very dissatisfied with the other person's coaxing tone.
He's already fourteen, and will be fifteen soon; he's not a child anymore!
Even without being ordered, the Azure Phoenix Guards remained behind her, their gazes sweeping over everyone present, their meaning clear.
However, many people were stunned after hearing the conversation between the sixth princess and the young man.
Is this ridiculous? Is this absurd? Would someone who is ridiculous and absurd say such a thing?
Qin Zhaoqiong pursed her lips. She suddenly remembered her sixth younger sister from when she was little, who was the most clingy and also the most sensitive.
The third and fourth sisters were just teenagers at the time and didn't want to take care of their little burden, so the sixth sister often pestered her.
But everything changed after she started studying politics; the Empress Dowager gradually focused her attention only on her and her third and fourth sisters.
After leaving the palace and establishing her own household, the reputation of Sixth Sister for being absurd and mischievous spread.
Perhaps... she was just using this childish method to try and get the Queen Mother's... attention, but...
Qin Zhaoqiong's eyes darkened as she recalled the words she had spoken during her audience with the emperor in the imperial study.
Perhaps it was the coldness of family ties that made Xiao Liu have no interest in that supreme position.
Looking back now, perhaps the sixth child was the most intelligent of the five sisters.
And she, as the eldest sister... is truly a terrible role model...
Pei Xueqiao clenched her fists and subconsciously tilted her head, trying to get past the wall of people to see the figure clearly.
A bittersweet, itchy feeling welled up inside me, as if there were words stuck in my throat that I had to say.
Perhaps she wanted to comfort the boy, or perhaps she wanted to hold Qin Zhaoyue's hand and give her some strength.
But... what gives him the right?
Meng Jian stood at the very front, slightly behind the eldest princess by half a body length. From this angle, one could see the sixth princess's profile.
Beyond the words of encouragement, he keenly noticed the sixth princess's stiff body and slightly trembling arms:
She didn't appear as mature as she seemed, but she did her best to comfort the boy and give him the courage to live.
The next moment, Meng Jian stepped forward, past the princess.
Sui Mo immediately glanced over, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his expression full of warning.
Meng Jian seemed oblivious, "Using true qi to protect the heart meridian might help."
Sui Mo frowned slightly; she had also considered this point.
However, firstly, she was unfamiliar with medical principles, and secondly, her internal energy was biased towards yin and cold, so she dared not try it lightly.
As for Meng Jian… the Meng family has its own traditions, at least masculine-type techniques, which might be helpful?
Sui Mo was undecided when she heard the Sixth Princess's voice behind her, "Let him come over."
"yes!"
The Azure Phoenix Guards parted to make way, and Meng Jian clasped his hands in a fist salute before leaping lightly onto the couch and arriving on the other side of Li Xuan.
Qin Zhaoyue withdrew her hand and pointed at him, "This is the commander of the Imperial Guards, he's very powerful, it will be safer with him taking action."
Even though he knew that the Sixth Princess was trying to reassure the young man, Meng Jian was still quite pleased.
But then she caught a glimpse of the boy's gaze sweeping over her, "That's really... thank you..."
Meng Jian was slightly taken aback. He felt that there was a resentment in the young man. Why?
Before he could think about it, he heard a soft voice in front of him, "Commander Meng, thank you for your trouble."
"Your Highness, please rest assured and proceed with the plan."
Qin Zhaoyue nodded, signaling Doctor Jiang to tie a bandage around Li Xuan's right wrist, and gently patted the back of his hand until the veins stood out.
"Ready..."
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