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The attending physician suddenly snapped out of his daze, slapping his forehead: "Right! Right! Right! Saving lives is the priority! Look at my brain, I got so excited I forgot the important thing! Quick, nurse, prepare the sutures, clean and bandage the wound again! Everyone, hurry up!"

The attending physician, his previous despair vanished, replaced by a surge of energy, directing the nurses to arrange subsequent treatment. With the aid of the hemostatic powder, the entire surgical procedure became incredibly smooth.

After the medicine took effect, Bai Zhengyuan's breathing gradually stabilized. Although his face was still as white as a sheet, which was frightening, the dangerous state of being on the verge of death had been significantly relieved.

After finishing his work and hanging up the IV drip for Bai Zhengyuan, the attending physician quickly walked back to Qiao Xinxin.

At this moment, the expression on his face had completely changed from doubt and anger to earnestness and ingratiation. He rubbed his hands together, and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Excuse me, ma'am... could you please reserve some of this medicine powder for our hospital? Your brother's bleeding has stopped, but he'll definitely need to continue taking it for the next few days as the dressings are changed. We've all witnessed the effectiveness of this medicine; if he can continue using it, it will greatly help his leg recovery!"

Qiao Xinxin looked down at the empty glass bottle in her hand and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

This medicine was made by her using spiritual herbs from her spatial storage. There was only one small bottle of it, and she used it all up in the heat of the moment.

But looking at Bai Zhengyuan, who was still unconscious on the operating table, she gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement:

"Okay, doctor, I'll go back and get the medicine now, and I promise to bring it to you first thing tomorrow morning."

"That's wonderful! Thank you so much!"

The attending physician was overjoyed. Then, he carefully took the empty bottle and carefully put it in his pocket.

"I'll keep this empty bottle for now, just in case... I mean, just in case, our hospital pharmacy can figure out a way to replicate it? If they could really make it, how many soldiers on the front lines could that save!"

Qiao Xinxin opened her mouth, wanting to tell him that the core ingredients of this medicine were Blood Coagulation Grass and Green Spirit Vine, two things that could not be bought outside, and that even if they studied the bottle thoroughly, they would not be able to replicate them.

But she swallowed the words back. It's better to avoid trouble; explaining too much at this point would only bring her more problems.

She took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the operating room, looking at Lu Baizhou and Zhou Liguang, who had been waiting anxiously at the door.

Seeing the deep red veins in the two men's eyes, Qiao Xinxin said softly with heartache:

"Brother Lu, Brother Zhou, my brother is alright, the bleeding has stopped. You should go back and rest, you've both been exhausted these past two days. I'll stay here and take care of my brother."

Lu Baizhou's gaze fell heavily on her fair but sweat-drenched face, and his heart felt a pang, as if something had struck it, making him feel weak. He took a step forward, his voice low and deep:

"Are you sure you can manage on your own? Or I can stay here with you."

"No need, it's fine." Qiao Xinxin shook her head, her soft voice carrying an unyielding firmness. "You guys go back. Also... if my parents knew my brother was so badly injured, they'd be frantic. Please, when you go back, don't tell my parents the truth. Just say... just say I stayed at a friend's house and will be back in a couple of days, okay?"

Looking into her large, wet, pleading eyes, Lu Baizhou remained silent for a moment before finally giving in and nodding.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. You should also take care to rest and not push yourself too hard. Call the nurse anytime if you need anything."

Zhou Liguang, standing to the side, also gave Qiao Xinxin a deep look and interjected:

"Xin Xin, please contact us anytime if anything happens. If you need anything, just give me a call and I'll bring it over immediately."

"Yes, I know, thank you, Brother Zhou." Qiao Xinxin smiled gratefully at him.

Watching the two tall figures walk side by side out of the operating room corridor, Qiao Xinxin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned and walked back to Bai Zhengyuan's bedside. By this time, Bai Zhengyuan had been moved to a regular single room. She sat down on a wooden chair next to him, stretched out her hands, and gently held Bai Zhengyuan's cold, calloused hands.

Seemingly sensing the warmth of his sister's hand, Bai Zhengyuan's fingers twitched slightly, as if he wanted to squeeze her hand back.

The tears that Qiao Xinxin had managed to hold back welled up again instantly. She lowered her head, burying her face in the edge of the bed, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed softly.

"Brother...please get well soon. If something really happens to you, Mom will cry her eyes out...I...I'll be so, so heartbroken too. Please wake up..."

Meanwhile, outside the hospital gate.

A cold night wind blew by, dispersing the stench of blood in the air.

Lu Baizhou and Zhou Liguang walked side by side on the somewhat empty bluestone path. They walked for a while without speaking, each lost in their own thoughts.

The only sound was the soft thud of their leather shoes on the ground.

After walking about a hundred meters, Zhou Liguang suddenly stopped. He remained silent for a few seconds, as if trying his best to control some emotion, before slowly speaking:

"Old Lu, there's something... I've actually never told you."

Lu Baizhou stopped and turned to look at him: "What is it?"

Zhou Liguang gave a self-deprecating laugh and looked up at the gloomy sky above the hospital: "You remember when my leg broke last year? Back then, the doctors in the capital all said that I would be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of my life and that I would never be able to stand up again."

Lu Baizhou frowned slightly and nodded: "Yes, I remember. Later, you went back to your hometown to recuperate for a few months. When you came back, you could not only walk and run, but you also didn't miss any training. You told me at the time that you met a reclusive divine doctor, but you never revealed who it was."

"That miracle doctor... is Xin Xin."

After Zhou Liguang finished speaking those three words, he turned his head and stared intently at Lu Baizhou.

With a loud "boom!"

Lu Baizhou was struck dumb, standing there blankly under the dim streetlights.

His usually stern and weary face, worn from days and nights of travel, suddenly showed an expression of utter shock. He picked at his ear, even wondering if he was hallucinating from exhaustion.

"What did you say? Who?! Xin Xin?!"

"Yes, it's Xin Xin."

Lu Baizhou stood there, motionless for a long time.

The night wind made his military overcoat flutter, but it felt as if countless thunderclaps were exploding in his mind at the same time.