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Shu Jingwei's gaze immediately became fixed on the snow-white pill in the box, and she couldn't look away.

The sound of rain outside seemed to have faded away; the sounds of rain, wind, and the rustling of raincoats seemed to have all retreated to a very, very far place in an instant.

Her whole world shrank to that box, that pill.

Shu Jingwei swallowed hard, her voice becoming even hoarser. Her breathing suddenly became rapid, her chest heaving violently, and even her severed arm trembled slightly.

"But what?" Shu Jingwei asked impatiently.

At the same time, his intact right hand was already bracing itself against the edge of the bed, wishing he could get even closer to the pill.

Her pale, thin fingers were curled up, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging. She wished she could rush over right now, snatch the pill from the box, and stuff it into her mouth.

Fujiwara no Shūjin took in her reaction, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his small eyes.

He slowly moved the box back a little, stopping it just out of Shu Jingwei's reach.

"However," Fujiwara no Shujin drawled, emphasizing each word, "this is a divine medicine from our Western Regions. Once you consume it, you must serve us. You must not do anything that harms the Western Regions, otherwise..."

His voice suddenly turned cold.

"The effects of the medicine will immediately disappear, and one will suffer the excruciating pain of countless insects gnawing at the heart, leading to a miserable death."

Ten thousand insects devour the heart.

Shu Jingwei was startled by these four words, and the hand that was supporting her on the bed froze.

An image involuntarily surfaced in her mind: countless worms crawling and slithering in her heart, densely packed on her heart, wriggling and biting.

It bit from her heart to her liver, and from her liver to her intestines, gnawing away at all her flesh and blood.

But she couldn't die; she could only watch helplessly as she endured the excruciating pain of being worse than dead.

I couldn't help but shiver.

Then he paused, taken aback. The Western Regions?

She frowned, desperately searching her memory for anything about the Western Regions.

Last year I heard that the Western Regions had been unified, but the newly established King Yuanjie still sent envoys to Dayan to pay tribute.

She didn't take the Western Regions seriously.

What good is unification? We'll still be afraid of them and have to pay them tribute.

A small border country is nothing more than a tiny piece of land to a behemoth like the Great Flame.

Shu Jingwei raised her head and looked again at the short man in front of her and the tall, silent figures behind him.

They were not from the Great Flame, but came from the Western Regions.

But are there really people this short in the Western Regions?

Her thoughts drifted for a moment before returning to the main topic.

In the past, she might have considered whether there was some kind of conspiracy involved.

People might wonder if the medicine is real or fake, what this person is up to, and whether there's a bigger scheme behind it.

But now, none of that matters anymore.

If only she could escape this inhuman, ghostly existence, and have her arms and legs healed so she could stand up again and walk, eat, and dress like a normal person.

Whether the other party comes from the Western Regions or the Great Flame, it doesn't matter.

Shu Jingwei nodded immediately without hesitation, as if afraid the other party would change their mind.

"Sure! I'll work for you, I'll do anything, just let me be a normal person..."

As she spoke, she reached out again with longing in her eyes, reaching for the snow-white pill in the box.

This time, Fujiwara no Shūjin did not back down.

He smiled as expected, and considerately handed the box forward to Shu Jingwei.

The pill was right there.

Shu Jingwei's hand hovered above the pill, but as she was about to get her hands on it, she became cautious.

My entire arm began to tremble slightly, I couldn't tell if it was from excitement or nervousness.

She first wiped her right hand on her body. Actually, the tattered clothes she was wearing were even dirtier than her hands, but she still instinctively wiped them several times, afraid that some dirt on her hands would affect the efficacy of the medicine.

Then, she held her breath, slowly extended two fingers, picked up the pill, and put it in her mouth.

The snow-white pills melted in the mouth.

Before she could even taste what it was, it turned into a cool liquid and slid down her throat.

Then, the chill suddenly turned into warmth.

A warm current rose from her abdomen, as if someone had lit a flame inside her.

But the flames weren't scorching; instead, they carried an indescribable comfort and warmth.

Then, as if it came to life, the warm current split into two streams, one flowing towards her severed left arm and the other towards her severed left leg.

Shu Jingwei was stunned.

Since his arms and legs were broken a second time, apart from the broken parts, he has had no feeling in his arms and legs below them.

She tried pinching and twisting with her right hand, and even once accidentally slammed her entire left hand against the wall, but felt nothing.

That arm and half a leg seemed not to be hers, but rather a piece of dead flesh sewn onto her body.

It was a very strange feeling.

You know that arm is still part of your body, but it doesn't feel like yours. You look at it, it looks at you, yet there's an insurmountable chasm between you.

but now!

She felt itchy.

They were densely packed, like countless ants crawling in and out of the flesh and bones.

The itching grew stronger and clearer, and the broken, crooked bones seemed to be being pulled, connected, and healed by something.

She has regained feeling in her left hand and left leg!

Shu Jingwei's eyes immediately reddened.

She bit her lip tightly, afraid to make a sound, lest it be a dream and she would wake up if she made a sound.

After a short while, the warm current gradually subsided, and the itching also dissipated.

She first tried moving her left arm, and the arm that had been hanging limply at her side like a dead object actually lifted up slightly.

Although it was still limp and weak, it did move, moving according to her will.

His toes curled up as well.

It can move now!

It can really move now!

She's not disabled!

Fujiwara no Shūjin watched quietly from the side.

He watched as Shu Jingwei's filthy face contorted with ecstasy and disbelief, his small eyes gleaming.

It's truly amazing...

He sighed inwardly.

He would never have given away such a valuable medicine if it weren't for the fact that it could only treat bone injuries.

In other words, Shu Jingwei is of great use. Otherwise, it would be a waste to use such a miraculous medicine on a useless person.

However… he glanced at Shu Jingwei again, a cold smile playing on his lips.

The people of Da Yan probably never dreamed that a cripple they had personally spared would become a knife to be used against them again!

He suppressed his inner scheming and said calmly, "How is it? The effects of our divine medicine are quite good, aren't they?"

Shu Jingwei snapped out of her ecstasy and composed herself.

This medicine is so effective, it must be incredibly precious.

The person in front of her went to such great lengths to find her and brought out such precious medicine to treat her injuries; it couldn't possibly be out of kindness.

I just don't know what they're after...