An Ning pressed the gauze forcefully against Xiao Jinxing’s body-pierced wound.

The white gauze was instantly stained with bright blood, and the warm blood soaked through An Ning’s hand.

While pressing down on Xiao Jinxing’s wound,

she kept checking the blood transfusion status.

"Give me the Hemostatic Medicine!" An Ning ordered.

The military doctor quickly handed it over.

An Ning swiftly applied the Hemostatic Medicine to Xiao Jinxing’s wound.

The pain should have caused his body to react.

But at the moment, there was no movement at all.

An Ning applied the Hemostatic Medicine and pressed down on his wound forcefully once more.

Until.

The bleeding finally stopped.

An Ning swiftly disinfected and stitched up Xiao Jinxing’s wound.

After everything was done,

An Ning finally reached towards Xiao Jinxing’s pulse.

Then she felt it.

His subtle, extremely subtle pulse.

An Ning slightly closed her eyes.

Tears slid crazily from her eyes.

Her fingers trembled uncontrollably at that moment.

The trembling shocked everyone.

Earlier, she had been calm and composed throughout the series of actions—blood transfusion, sword extraction, bleeding control, disinfection, stitching.

However, after everything was finished. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Instead...

Her body was uncontrollably trembling.

"Empress, the medicine soup is ready." Military Doctor Zhang stepped forward respectfully.

An Ning’s trembling fingers moved away from Xiao Jinxing’s pulse.

She made herself calm down a little.

Then she reached out to take the bowl of medicine soup.

As soon as she touched the bowl,

the bowl and spoon clattered together due to her trembling hand.

"Perhaps I should feed His Majesty instead," Military Doctor Zhang suggested respectfully.

An Ning’s throat moved slightly.

She nodded slightly.

Military Doctor Zhang took back the bowl.

He had the guard gently clean the blood from the emperor’s mouth.

Then he carefully scooped out a spoonful and placed it at the emperor’s lips, slowly delivering the medicine inside.

The medicine entered but soon leaked out from the corner of his mouth.

He no longer had the ability to eat on his own.

Military Doctor Zhang appeared somewhat at a loss.

An Ning clenched her trembling fingers tightly, "Give me the medicine soup."

"Yes." Military Doctor Zhang respectfully handed the medicine to the Empress.

An Ning picked up the bowl and drank a mouthful directly.

Then she slowly leaned down, approaching Xiao Jinxing’s lips.

She parted his lips and delivered the medicine into his mouth, using her tongue to help him swallow.

On the tip of her tongue, aside from the taste of the medicine soup, there was a strong scent of blood.

An Ning endured the discomfort in her heart.

Mouthful by mouthful, she fed the entire bowl of medicine to Xiao Jinxing.

Then.

She quietly watched him.

Watching him, unconscious and not waking, his breathing faint.

"Empress," Xie Ruotong couldn’t help but ask, "How is His Majesty? Is he alright?"

At that moment, Xie Ruotong even felt slightly relieved.

In a situation with no alternatives, she was relieved that ultimately the injured was His Majesty and not the Empress.

At least the Empress had such high medical skills to save His Majesty.

An Ning kept her eyes on Xiao Jinxing.

Watching his pale face.

Watching him, motionless.

Slowly,

An Ning shook her head.

Xie Ruotong was startled.

What did An Ning mean by shaking her head?!

Could it be that His Majesty is already dead?!

If he was dead.

An Ning wouldn’t be this calm.

"He’s not dead," An Ning said.

Her voice was light and indifferent.

Suddenly, it was hard to discern her emotions.

What does it mean.

Not dead?!

"But he hasn’t passed the critical period?" An Ning pressed her lips lightly.

His pulse is too weak.

It could stop at any moment.

"If he hasn’t woken up by tomorrow at dawn..." An Ning’s eyes reddened once more.

Perhaps, he won’t wake up at all.

Xie Ruotong looked at An Ning’s demeanor, at her thin body, appearing as if a gust of wind could topple her, yet she stood firm like a rock.

She pondered.

If His Majesty really doesn’t wake up...

Can An Ning truly remain standing?!

Xie Ruotong suppressed her emotions and instructed others, "Leave the Think Tank, everyone else withdraw."

She felt that.

Having too many people might disturb His Majesty’s rest.

Might disrupt them.

Others withdrew.

The few remaining in the camp maintained absolute silence.

An Ning’s gaze continuously stayed on Xiao Jinxing.

Hoping he would open his eyes and look at her.

Tears fell silently.

And she actually, was unaware of it.

Just continuing to remain by Xiao Jinxing’s side.

Xie Ruotong actually wanted several times to suggest An Ning take a rest.

Her body had so many injuries.

But upon seeing An Ning’s demeanor, she held back.

An Ning’s demeanor made her reluctant to separate them.