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922 Injury (3)

There was a round thing in the box and a medicine bottle. Shen Miao grabbed the medicine bottle and rushed back to the room where Gao Yang was. She handed the medicine bottle to Gao Yang and said, “There are three Guiyuan Pills here. Can these help him?”

Inside the box were the gifts given to her by Luo Tan and Feng Anning when Shen Miao got married. Luo Tan gave her a compass, but Feng Anning gave her three Guiyuan Pills. Guiyuan Pills were something that could extend one’s life and allow people who were about to die to live a bit longer.

Gao Yang was delighted and said, “Where did you get it?” He took the medicine bottle and poured out one to take a closer look. He sniffed and said, “That’s right, it’s Guiyuan Pill. With this, he can probably last for ten days.”

Shen Miao heaved a sigh of relief. Gao Yang continued, “But I might not be able to make the antidote in ten days.”

“No matter if you can make it or not, you have to give it a try. If you can’t, we’ll think of another way,” she said coldly.

Tie Yi and Uncle Tang looked at Shen Miao in surprise. They did not expect a woman like her to be so calm at this moment.

In fact, Shen Miao was not as calm as she looked on the surface. However, at this moment, panicking was useless. She had to clear her mind and think about what to do next.

Gao Yang nodded and said, “I’m going to perform acupuncture on him now. Coupled with the Guiyuan Pill, his life will be stable for the time being.”

Shen Miao glanced at Xie Jingxing and walked out. After walking out, she said to Uncle Tang, “You can leave first. I want to be alone for a while.”

Uncle Tang wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he said, “Madam, no matter what, you have to take care of yourself. We will do our best to cooperate with you.”

Shen Miao nodded. Tie Yi and Uncle Tang left. After sending Jingzhe and the others away, Shen Miao stood outside the door and looked at the courtyard. At this moment, she felt unprecedentedly tired.

After a while, she sat down on the steps in the courtyard.

The weather in June was hot to begin with, especially so in the Daliang Dynasty. However, the ground was cold, and the wind was blowing. Shen Miao actually felt a little cold. She thought to herself, if anything really happened to Xie Jingxing, what should she do? She seemed to have to plan her future life. However, at this moment, she could not focus and analyze the future rationally, as if she was unwilling to admit that something would happen to Xie Jingxing.

When did Xie Jingxing become so important to her? He was so important that at the thought of losing him in the future, she felt that the rest of her life was a little boring. If she had never tasted honey, she should be able to live without it. However, when she tasted it, she found herself unable to live without it.

Someone’s footsteps sounded in the courtyard. Pei Lang had entered the courtyard at some point. When he saw her sitting on the steps, he sat down too. He hesitated for a moment before saying, “Don’t worry, he’s the prince of the Daliang Dynasty. It’s not that easy for him to die.”

Shen Miao was silent and looked dejected. For some reason, Pei Lang felt bitter. He had never seen Shen Miao like this. In front of him, Shen Miao was always confident and overbearing. When Pei Lang was locked up in the dungeon of Prince Ding’s mansion, he had also wondered if Shen Miao would feel guilty and worried about his life, and what Shen Miao looked like when she was worried. Now, he finally saw it. She was not aggressive and pushy, no different from an ordinary girl.
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