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Qiao Xinxin rushed to the operating table, her gaze falling on his right leg.

It was an extremely horrific wound, with the flesh torn open and the skin around the wound showing an eerie dark purple color. The edges were swollen and showed signs of turning black.

We can't wait any longer! If we wait any longer, Bai Zhengyuan will really be dead!

Qiao Xinxin took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. She put her right hand into her coat pocket, but in reality, with a thought, she directly connected with the space in her mind.

The next second, a small glass bottle, about the length of an index finger, appeared out of thin air between her fingers.

The bottle contained some dark brown powder.

This is the first batch of Blood Clotting Grass and Green Spirit Vine she harvested from her space a few days ago. She ground and prepared the hemostatic powder in her space day and night according to the recipe in the book "Ancient Prescriptions, New Formulations".

Originally, I planned to give it to Bai Zhengyuan when he returned from the border, but I never expected that it would come in handy at such a critical moment.

Qiao Xinxin twisted open the bottle cap and made a move to pour the powder onto Bai Zhengyuan's wound.

"What are you doing?!"

The attending physician, who was sweating profusely with anxiety, reacted quickly and grabbed Qiao Xinxin's wrist. His eyes widened, and he angrily rebuked her:

"What kind of nonsense are you holding? This has no markings, and it hasn't been tested by the hospital. How can you just put it on a wound like that? Who are you to the patient? Who let you in? Nurse, get her out of here!"

Qiao Xinxin's arm ached from his grip, but she clung tightly to the small bottle, tears welling in her eyes, and cried out:

"This is a hemostatic powder I made myself! My brother can't wait any longer! Doctor, please let me try it! He'll really die if he bleeds any more! I promise this medicine isn't poisonous; I'm his sister, I wouldn't harm him!"

The attending physician was also extremely anxious at this point, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense! This is the operating room of the military hospital, not a place for you to play house and dispense medication! What do you, a young girl, know about dispensing medication? If something goes wrong, who will take responsibility?!"

Qiao Xinxin cried out in desperation, but her voice remained incredibly firm:

"I can take responsibility! If it doesn't work, I'll pay with my life if anything goes wrong! But you don't have any other options now, do you? The bleeding won't stop, the poison can't be cleared, are you just going to watch him bleed to death?!"

The attending physician was rendered speechless by her barrage of questions.

His face was ashen, but his heart was filled with sorrow. The girl was right; they truly had run out of options.

The wound had been cleaned, blood had been transfused, and even the best antidote serum from the military region had been administered, but the toxins in Bai Zhengyuan's body were too strange, causing absolutely no reaction. If this continued, Bai Zhengyuan would suffer brain death from excessive blood loss in at most half an hour.

But as a doctor, he absolutely could not allow the patient's family to use such unverified folk remedies on the operating table!

Just as the two sides were deadlocked and the atmosphere was so tense it was about to explode, a deep, hoarse but extremely determined voice suddenly came from the operating room door:

"Let her give it a try."

The attending physician suddenly turned his head away.

Lu Baizhou was already standing outside the operating room door, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Bai Zhengyuan, then shifting to the doctor, and he said, word by word:

"Let her treat her. If anything goes wrong, I, Lu Baizhou, will take full responsibility! I'll bear all the blame! Any punishment will be pinned on me!"

Half a step behind Lu Baizhou, Zhou Liguang stood quietly. Although he didn't speak, his resolute eyes were fixed on the small glass bottle in Qiao Xinxin's hand. Then, he solemnly closed his eyes to the attending physician, indicating his agreement.

Seeing that these two officers, who had survived countless brushes with death on the battlefield, were still so persistent, the attending physician gritted his teeth and finally released his grip on Qiao Xinxin's wrist.

"Alright! Let's give it a try! Hurry up!" the doctor growled.

Qiao Xinxin didn't have time to wipe away her tears. She immediately stepped forward, steadied her trembling hands, and carefully poured the dark brown powder from the bottle evenly onto Bai Zhengyuan's bloody, swollen wound.

"Splash—"

The powder was instantly soaked in the oozing blood, quickly forming a thin, dark brown paste on the wound surface.

For the first few seconds, the wound remained still and showed no change.

Qiao Xinxin's heart was in her throat. She stared intently at the wound, not daring to blink, and prayed frantically in her heart: It has to work! It has to work!

Time passed by, and the entire operating room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The group held their breath, staring intently at the wound on Bai Zhengyuan's thigh.

After about ten seconds, the attending physician's sweat-drenched eyebrows suddenly shot up, and he leaned forward in disbelief: "Wait... isn't the rate of bleeding a little slower?"

Although extremely weak, it was indeed slow!

Qiao Xinxin also sensed it. She sniffed and stared at the wound with red eyes.

A dozen seconds later, the miracle happened.

The blood that had been gushing out like a spring had slowed considerably as it soaked through the gauze. The previously unstoppable, dark purple, toxic blood was now being gently stopped by some mysterious force, and could no longer flow out.

Qiao Xinxin was overjoyed. She gritted her teeth, poured the remaining powder from the bottle onto the wound, and gently pressed it flat with the back of her hand through a thin layer of sterile gauze.

This time, the effect was simply like magic!

The bleeding slowed down at a visible rate, eventually becoming a very slow, persistent oozing, completely abandoning the previous terrifying, dam-like outburst.

"It stopped?!"

The attending physician gasped, completely stunned. He leaned closer, his eyes wide as saucers, staring intently at the wound, even disregarding aseptic technique, and gently touched the edge of the wound with his hand.

"It really stopped! My God, how is this possible? It's amazing!"

The attending physician was so excited he almost shouted. He turned around abruptly, grabbed Qiao Xinxin's shoulder, and his voice was shrill and distorted with extreme excitement:

"Lady! What exactly did you use to make this powder? What are its ingredients? Where did you learn this skill? This is practically a medical miracle!"

Qiao Xinxin was somewhat bewildered by his barrage of questions. She hastily wiped away her tears with her sleeve, her soft voice still slightly hoarse:

"Doctor, this...this is just some common herbs that I figured out myself. I'll write down the specific ingredients for you later, but right now, could you please finish treating my brother's wound? He's lost too much blood, and if we delay any longer, I'm afraid he won't make it."