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Xie Wanxing looked at the token for a while but couldn't figure out anything. He wondered what the number "37" meant. Was it his name, or his rank?

Her imagination ran wild, and she thought of the killer organizations in the martial arts novels she had read. In those stories full of swords and swords, the settings of the killer organizations were always full of mystery. The killers in them were basically numbered. They were like sharp blades hidden in the dark, and they were ruthless when carrying out their missions. Thinking of this, Xie Wanxing couldn't help but shudder, feeling that her imagination was still too big.

Xie Wanxing turned his gaze back to the young man. His facial features were handsome, and his brows were full of youthful heroism. He lay quietly, his face still pale. His injuries did not appear as scary as they should have been, but he really couldn't understand why he was in such a dying state.

"Axing!" She wanted to check again when she heard her father coming back.

"Dad, you're back."

Xie Songlin hurried into the room, his eyes immediately falling on the young man lying on the bed. Seeing that the wounds on the young man had been treated, he asked, "How is he?"

Xie Wanxing walked back to the bedside, frowning as he said, "His injuries aren't as serious as I thought. I just checked and they're just scary-looking external injuries. He'll be fine after a while, but when we saw him just now, he looked like he was dying."

Xie Wanxing put his hand on his wrist again and continued, "I just thought about it carefully again and felt his pulse. There were no obvious signs of poisoning or other serious internal injuries. But he seemed to have lost all vitality at that time. It's really hard to explain."

"If you can't explain it, then forget it. Let's go back first." Xie Songlin felt that it would be better to go back quickly. "Is it okay for him to stay in this space like this? He won't wake up, right?"

Xie Wanxing shook his head: "No, his condition is rather strange. He won't wake up for the next day or two."

"Okay then, let's go back first."

Xie Songlin returned to the cave entrance and walked back to his bed. Xie Wanxing took it easy and came out of the space directly and got into her own quilt that had just covered her head. She moved her body slightly to make herself more comfortable in the quilt, and then began to sort out her tangled thoughts.

She thought about the crisscrossing wounds on the boy's body, and the mysterious token inscribed with the number "37." All of these thoughts kept swirling in her mind. But sleepiness washed over her like a tide. She was simply too exhausted. Treating the boy's wounds had already taken up a lot of her energy, and the mental exhaustion brought on by this series of doubts made her unable to hold on any longer.

So, Xie Wanxing simply closed his eyes and let his thoughts gradually become blurred. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Xie Songlin took Xie Dazhong and his group out. Xie Wanxing explained what happened last night to Cheng Hui. Cheng Hui helped cover for her and let her go back to the space.

The young man who was placed in the guest room after being rescued was still lying quietly. Xie Songlin also changed him into a clean set of underwear yesterday because he was about the same size as Xie Lan. After everyone left, Xie Wanxing put all the things in the house into the space, so it was easy to find a set of Xie Lan's clothes.

Xie Wanxing's gaze rested intently on the young man. After a brief inspection, she found that the wound, once shocking, had now stopped bleeding, no longer oozing blood. Although the edge of the wound was still slightly red and swollen, it was much better than when they first saw it yesterday.

She checked the other wounds one by one, and the conditions were basically the same. These wounds were indeed not particularly serious as she had judged before, and were not enough to keep the boy in this near-death coma.

Xie Wanxing touched his forehead and found no sign of fever, which made her even more confused.

"But fortunately, it should be fine if I let him recover for two days and then release him quietly outside." Xie Wanxing murmured softly.

After all, their own situation is quite complicated now. Taking in an unidentified teenager is inherently risky. If they can allow him to recover as quickly as possible during these two days of coma, and then quietly send him back outside, it will not only ensure that the teenager has a chance to survive, but also allow them to avoid some unnecessary trouble that may be caused by this teenager.

"Axing?" Xie Songlin also entered the space, probably having shaken off the people outside. He was a little surprised to see Xie Wanxing, "How is he? He's not awake yet?"

Xie Wanxing said: "Not awake yet."

Xie Songlin and Xie Wanxing left the guest room and went to the kitchen to find something to eat while chatting.

Xie Songlin said, "I just went to the city to inquire about the situation. Currently, there is only the City Defense Department and no other garrisons in the city. I thought it would be best if I could meet the City Defense Commissioner, but when a commoner like me asked for an audience, they simply ignored me. I watched from outside the City Defense Commissioner's mansion for a while, but it's unlikely that I can go in normally. But I can't just go into his mansion to look for him."

Xie Songlin continued, "The guards under him were also very arrogant. I politely explained my purpose, but not only did they refuse to inform me, they didn't even let me finish my words. They simply waved their hands and told me to leave."

Xie Wanxing frowned upon hearing this: "Another termite?"

Xie Songlin snorted with disdain, saying, "He's a real jerk, but I've heard something that might be useful."

He paused, then continued, "This city defense commander was originally a military commander with little education. However, after becoming the city defense commander, he became particularly fond of pretentious things, always wanting to show off his refined taste in front of others. Moreover, he is very fond of things like glass and jade."

Xie Wanxing asked, "Dad, do you mean that we should go and present him with treasures?"

Xie Songlin nodded and said, "Yes, since he has such a hobby, if we can cater to his taste and find some nice glass jade to send to him, we can use the excuse of offering treasures to get close to him, and maybe we can have a chance to strike up a conversation with him, and then ask him to send troops to suppress the bandits. If he still refuses, then we can only try to use the jade pendant that Afei gave you to bully others. Prince Cheng Ling is a very famous figure in Dajing. Maybe the jade pendant is really a token of his loyalty or something, after all, it was given to him by his son."

Xie Wanxing asked, "Then what should we offer him as an offering?"

Xie Songlin listened to his daughter's words, but smiled calmly. He first drank the milk in his hand, then shook the glass in his hand, raised his eyebrows at Xie Wanxing and said, "That's it."