Chapter 1364: Chapter 1359: Chu Yihan’s Suppression

Rong Sheng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Su Yingxue.

His gaze, though not particularly sharp for a doctor, was nevertheless inescapable.

Su Yingxue could only honestly recount the events involving Yu Wenrui, causing Rong Sheng to express mild surprise, “He was actually revived? And currently, his vital signs are stable?”

“Yes, I found that nourishing the gu parasite inside his body with blood could keep him alive. As for his internal organs… although they are damaged, it’s not irremediable with the gu parasite present. I can see their current condition,” Su Yingxue explained, clearly proud of her findings.

Now that Little Ginseng’s cultivation was advancing, she could see more, and her medical skills had improved even further.

“It allows you to see inside the human body, akin to a modern CT scan, except that you watch with your own eyes. The effect is even better than that of a CT scan, radiation-free, though it cannot be recorded,” Rong Sheng analyzed rationally.

“No problem, if I perform surgery, I can first look at the condition of the internal organs through Little Ginseng before making any incisions. This will undoubtedly be more precise and effective,” Su Yingxue said with a smile, something even her mother had not achieved.

She hoped to accomplish it.

Rong Sheng felt comforted by her progress.

The advancement of modern medicine marked the progress of an era,

A fictional era like this was considered backward and decayed, unfamiliar to the places they grew up. Yet often in such eras, miracles not found in the modern world could emerge.

Su Yingxue was such a miracle.

Rong Sheng advised Su Yingxue to rest a while; although treating the gu corpse was crucial, her own health could not be completely neglected.

A healer should not heal themselves.

After all, a doctor who exhausted herself would no longer be able to continue treating patients.

Persuaded by Rong Sheng, Su Yingxue went to rest, much to Saint Ruan’s annoyance who muttered, “I tell you to sleep and you won’t, but you quickly listen to someone else, hmph!”

He was very angry and decided not to bother with Su Yingxue for the whole day!

Hearing his words, Su Yingxue chuckled as if it were a bedtime joke and fell asleep even quicker.

However, her sleep was restless; she dreamed of Lin Sisi, drenched in blood, asking her, “Yingxue, where is my wedding dress?”

“The wedding dress is here with me!”

Su Yingxue struggled awake and climbed out of bed to check on the dress.

Seeing that Lin Sisi’s wedding dress box was still intact relieved her, and she breathed heavily, “Good, nothing’s wrong.”

She had thought that Lin Sisi had encountered trouble on the battlefield!

“Yingxue.”

Rong Sheng came to wake her.

She said that Chu Yihan and Chu Yifeng had conquered Qiongzhou City, slain Xin Yi, and Chen Ruobai had fled in embarrassment. They had won.

Su Yingxue cried out joyfully, “That’s great!”

She hurriedly put on her outer garment, planning to go to the city gate to welcome them.

She, along with Rong Sheng and Saint Ruan, stood atop the watchtower of Ruo Shui pass, watching for Chu Yihan’s return, experiencing immense excitement.

The army, after fighting for a day and a night, was extremely fatigued, and their march was slow. Su Yingxue saw Chu Yihan’s troops from a distance, but it took another two hours before they reached the city gate.

Ye Mian opened the gate, leading his men to greet them.

Su Yingxue followed.

Winning a battle, capturing a city, and slaying the enemy’s general should have been occasions for joy.

Yet when Ye Mian knelt to welcome Chu Yihan, there was not even a hint of joy on his face, only a profound and oppressive heaviness.

Ye Mian knelt silently, extremely worried when he couldn’t see his son, Ye Qingru, fearing he had misfortune in battle or would never return.

But he could not show this concern.

Only when Chu Yihan dismounted and helped someone down from his horse, then carrying them on his back,

did Ye Mian’s heart leap to his throat, “Emperor! Please allow this humble servant to carry you instead!”

The person descending from the horse was Lin Sisi, likely severely injured!

Chu Yihan must not be burdened!

But before he could approach, he was repelled by Chu Yihan’s gaze.

His eyes, dark as ink, carried a fierceness, resembling anger, yet seeming to… defend someone?

Ye Mian could not comprehend.

Mo Qi dismounted behind Chu Yihan and instructed Ye Mian, “General Ye, please order everyone in Ruo Shui to wear mourning attire, to send off General Lin.”

“What?! Did General Lin sacrifice herself?” Ye Mian’s body trembled.

He thought that Lin Sisi had merely been injured, earning this special honor.

After all, Chu Yihan had always protected her.

But could it be… their only female general of Great Cheng Dynasty had fallen in battle?

Ye Mian immediately tore off the white robe underneath his armor and tied it around his head, and the soldiers behind him did the same.

They all dared not express their deep sorrow behind Chu Yihan.

Su Yingxue stood at the city gate, the officials clearing the way and the citizens gathering, almost all of them cheering, celebrating Chu Yihan’s victory.

But there was not a trace of joy on Chu Yihan’s face.

His flawless facial features tightened, his expression cold and hard, indiscernible of happiness or sorrow, merely cautiously with the person on his back, slowly entering the city.

Su Yingxue watched him enter the city and quickly ran towards him. Seeing the person he carried on his back, she exclaimed in surprise, “This is…”

Su Yingxue glanced at the red armor and petite figure, then recognized it was Lin Sisi!

She patted Lin Sisi’s shoulder, “Do you still need to be carried, are your injuries that severe?”

Lin Sisi ignored her, and Chu Yihan remained silent.

It was then that Su Yingxue noticed Chu Yihan’s strange demeanor and she asked softly, “What’s wrong? Why is Sisi… still sleeping?”

As she spoke, she reached out to wake Lin Sisi.

Before her hand could touch Lin Sisi, Chu Yihan sharply said, “Don’t touch her!”

Su Yingxue’s hand paused mid-air, a foreboding feeling making her shudder.

When she looked up again, she noticed that Mo Qi was wearing a white cloth on his head.

Was this for mourning?

“No! It can’t be!”

Su Yingxue’s face turned pale, and she nearly fainted.

Rong Sheng supported her, and she trembled, “Sisi can’t be dead! Put her down, I can save her! Sisi is strong, she won’t die! No matter how severe the injuries, I can bring her back!”

Chu Yihan, carrying Lin Sisi, moved forward two more steps.

Su Yingxue followed him, tears choking her, “Chu Yihan, stop! Put her down! I can save her! I can save her!”

Her excellent medical skills could still rescue Lin Sisi, even if she were half in Yama’s Palace!

“Chu Yihan, put her down…”

Su Yingxue burst into tears.

Chu Yihan, with Lin Sisi on his back, led her back to the military camp.

In his tent, he carefully laid Lin Sisi on the bed.

The moment she was unloaded from his back, his body felt much lighter.

But seeing Lin Sisi lying lifelessly, he felt an overwhelming heaviness.

The suffocating pressure made him feel as if he could barely breathe.