Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Several of the guards subconsciously tensed their bodies, with fine beads of cold sweat oozing from their foreheads.

Sun Miao's old body trembled violently, and a flicker of determination flashed across his cloudy old eyes. He suddenly knelt on the cold frozen ground and slammed his forehead down:

"Your old minister... Your old minister will fight to the death with all his might! However... However, these two injuries cannot be cured by ordinary medicine! We need... We need strong medicine to prolong our lives, and then find a cure! General Chang needs to immediately remove the foreign object from his shoulder blade and clean the wound to remove the poison! Lord Liu needs to use golden needles to lock his meridians and prevent the poison from attacking his heart! Both of these methods are very dangerous! If there is any mistake, immediately..."

"Do it." Qin Ming interrupted him, his voice firm and unquestionable, "I'll watch from here."

"Yes!" Sun Miao no longer hesitated. He raised his head abruptly, his eyes flashing with the final madness of a doctor facing a desperate situation! He shouted sharply: "Strong liquor! Charcoal! Golden needles! Quick! Bring me my 'Nine Deaths Resurrection Powder'!"

Like clockwork, the guards sprang into action. Strong liquor poured onto the red-hot dagger, creating a sharp sizzling sound and sending plumes of white smoke billowing into the air.

Sun Miao's skinny hand was as steady as a rock. He took the dagger and hovered it over the hideous wound on Chang Baishan's shoulder blade.

He took a deep breath, and his cloudy old eyes stared at the edge of the rusted iron sheet that was deeply embedded in his flesh and bones.

"Hold him down!" Sun Miao's voice was hoarse with a desperate tone.

Two burly bodyguards immediately stepped forward and used all their strength to hold down Chang Baishan's body, which was twitching instinctively due to severe pain!

laugh--!

The red-hot dagger cut into the curled flesh with precision!

A scorched stench instantly filled the air! Chang Baishan's unconscious body suddenly arched upwards! From his throat erupted an inhuman, brutal howl, like a beast being skinned alive!

The muscles in the shoulder blades were cramping wildly due to the high temperature and severe pain!

Veins bulged on Sun Miao's forehead, and sweat instantly soaked through the back of his shirt! The fingers of his other hand, like pliers, suddenly dug deep into the wound, firmly grasping the jagged edge of the rusted iron sheet!

Ignoring the high temperature burning my skin! Ignoring the rust chips cutting my fingers!

"Ugh!!!!" Chang Baishan's eyes bulged out, nearly popping out of their sockets! His body twisted and struggled frantically under the suppression of his personal guards!

"rise!!!"

Sun Miao let out a beast-like growl! His withered arms erupted with astonishing strength! With a ruthless brute force, he forcibly pulled out the jagged piece of iron, stained with blood, flesh, and rust, that was deeply embedded in the shattered bone!

puff!

A sticky liquid mixed with dark purple blood, yellow-green pus, and even tiny bone fragments,

It gushed out from the wound like a fountain, splashing all over Sun Miao's head and face!

Chang Baishan's body twitched violently several times, and a large amount of black blood mixed with internal organs gushed out of his mouth. His head tilted and he was completely silent, with only his chest rising and falling very weakly.

"General!" The guards holding him down had bloodshot eyes!

"Medicine! Quick!"

Sun Miao threw away the bloody iron piece without even looking at it, and took the black ointment with a pungent and spicy smell handed to him by the imperial physician.

Recklessly, he pressed hard into the huge wound that was still gushing with blood! At the same time, several slender golden needles, with sharp sounds of breaking through the air, accurately pierced several major acupuncture points around Chang Baishan's heart!

On the other side, beside Liu Yueli's stretcher, another imperial physician's face was pale.

Holding several golden needles as thin as cow hair and flashing with cold light, his fingers trembled slightly. The dark purple swollen area behind Liu Yueli's shoulder was like a living tumor.

The moment the needle approached, the black lines beneath the skin twisted wildly like a frightened venomous snake! An even stronger, sickening, sweet smell of corruption spread out!

"Insert the needle! Lock the 'Shen Dao', 'Ling Tai', and 'Zhi Yang'!"

After Sun Miao finished dealing with Chang Baishan, he rushed over like a bloody man, his voice hoarse as a broken gong, "Quick! The poison line has reached 'Xinshu'!"

The young imperial physician gritted his teeth, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes! With a subtle buzzing sound, the golden needles pierced the vital points on Liu Yueli's back as fast as lightning!

puff!puff!puff!

The needle entered her body! Liu Yueli shuddered violently as if struck by electricity! Her body, hunched under the blanket, instantly stiffened! A short, almost inaudible, strangled gasp escaped her throat!

The deep purple swelling behind the shoulder collapsed inward at a visible speed! The black line beneath the skin suddenly stopped as if frozen! But more sticky black blood oozed out from the edge!

"Uh……"

Her body collapsed limply onto the stretcher, her breath as weak as a candle in the wind. Only the area behind her shoulder, locked by the golden needle, was like a sealed volcano, brewing a more terrifying eruption in the dead silence.

Qin Ming remained standing, his gaze beneath his veil like a cold probe.

He took in all this bloody cruelty. When the rusty iron on Chang Baishan's shoulder blade was pulled out, and when the poison thread behind Liu Yueli's shoulder was forcibly locked, a trace of extremely subtle, yet soul-freezing chill finally flashed across the depths of his bottomless eyes.

His gaze slowly shifted, landing on the jagged, rusted piece of iron that Sun Miao had casually discarded on the frozen ground. The edge of the iron was stained with blood, flesh, and filth, but its twisted outline, like some kind of animal claw, could be vaguely seen.

He looked again at the deep purple sunken branded area behind Liu Yueli's shoulder that was locked by the golden needle.

Beast claw...brand...

Qin Ming slowly raised his hand, pointing his armored fingers at the piece of iron on the ground. His voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, "This thing, along with the mark on Liu Qing's shoulder, will create a pattern.

Secretly send it to the Tiangong Academy and the Imperial Hospital. I want to know the source within three days."

"Yes!" Ying Qi appeared behind him like a ghost and bowed to receive the order.

Qin Ming's gaze once again drifted towards the depths of the canyon, towards the darkness of Jackdaw Valley, shrouded in ominous shadows. The tip of the black iron giant sword paused lightly on the frozen ground.

"Decree." His voice was low, but filled with a solemnity that froze the entire valley. "The envoy of the Shenmu Kingdom, Toruhan Shadow Pharmacist Kaligon, has attempted to assassinate a Daqian border general and spread the plague. The evidence is irrefutable, and war has been declared on his actions. Order the northern border troops to immediately break camp and deploy a hundred miles outside the Shenmu Kingdom. The Shenmu Royal Court must hand over all royal family members, shadow pharmacists, and the plague secret formula involved within ten days, and cede the three cities north of Jackdaw Valley as hostages. If the deadline is exceeded..."

The corner of Qin Ming's mouth, covered by his face, curled up into an extremely cold arc.

"My cavalry will go and get it."

The huge wound on Chang Baishan's exposed left shoulder blade was covered with a thick layer of black ointment with a pungent and spicy smell. What seeped out from the edge was no longer dark purple blood, but turbid yellow water.

The rise and fall of his chest was so weak that it almost disappeared. Every difficult breath he took was accompanied by the friction sound of a broken bellows deep in his chest. Every exhalation sprayed out tiny blood foam and ice crystals, sticking to his gray and cracked lips.