"Physician, how is the Young General?" Zhenzhu asked anxiously. She wasn’t the only one waiting for news; the soldiers around were also straining to hear. How could they not be worried about their general? The elderly royal physician responsible for treating Yong Saiweihao sighed deeply. "His condition hasn’t improved, Miss. We are merely keeping him breathing for now." The old man didn’t want to worry her or the soldiers, but the Young General’s condition was indeed critical. Just maintaining his breathing was extremely difficult. He had done his best, but in a makeshift military camp , they lacked certain medicines and herbs. "Is it... is it that bad?" Zhenzhu asked in a faint voice, her heart mysteriously sinking. Why was his condition so severe? What should she do? "Physician, may I go in to see him?" "It’s not advisable, Miss. The general’s condition is unstable right now. I fear it might be dangerous." "I just want to look at him for a moment. If you don’t trust me, I’ll stay back and watch from a distance," she said, tears welling up. She was so worried about him. "Sigh, in that case, I’ll have an assistant take you in. But only for a brief moment," the old physician felt sorry for her upon seeing her expression. Well, he would make an exception. So, Zhenzhu was allowed to see Yong Saiweihao. As she entered the tent, the smell of herbs filled the air. Two royal physicians were watching over his condition. On a wooden bench used as a bed lay the large man. Though there were no visible wounds on his body, Zhenzhu knew that his internal injuries were severe. At a glance, it looked like he was just sleeping, but his skin was pale, as if his body had no blood circulating at all. "Lady He, come closer," the young physician watching over Yong Saiweihao beckoned to her as he saw Zhenzhu enter. He understood her concern for the young general. Since the physician called her, Zhenzhu slowly stepped closer, but the closer she was to him, the more distant she felt in her heart. She walked with light steps, as if fearing that if she moved too heavily, the young man on the wooden bench might be startled and disappear. As she looked at the man lying there, her high-tier spirit energy revealed that Yong Saiweihao’s breathing was extremely weak, sometimes even stopping, ready to cease at any moment. Seeing this, Zhenzhu’s eyes, already brimming with tears, overflowed down her cheeks. How could his condition be this severe? "Physician, how is his condition? Will he get better?" The young physician sitting by the bed sighed deeply upon hearing the question. "Lady He, the Young General was already suffering from internal injuries, but he continued to use his spirit energy. Moreover, he used it improperly, which severely damaged his energy channels. Now, he won’t be able to cultivate spirit energy anymore. But let that be. We must focus on saving his life first." "You mean he was already injured?" "Yes, Lady He, didn’t you know? Before the general left the camp, he was already suffering from internal injuries. He should have rested and recovered for at least three to four months, but the enemy’s advance forced him to strain his body. We, as physicians under his command, he didn’t listen to our objection. What could we do?" The young physician expressed his frustration about the uncooperative patient. But his words caused the listener to clutch her chest to contain the sudden pain. Was it really her fault that Brother Hao was in this condition? Was it her own selfishness? That day, she had begged Monk Xin Gong for help because she wanted to meet Baihu, not considering that Brother Hao was still fighting battles. When Baihu’s soul was out, she was so excited to see him that she neglected Brother Hao. She noticed that he returned earlier than usual that day but assumed he was just rushing back to finish his work. She never thought that he was seriously injured. When she hadn’t seen him for several days, was it because he didn’t want others to worry about his severe injuries? If it wasn’t her fault, whose could it be? Realizing this, the pain in her heart intensified, and she lightly pounded her chest with her fist. The physician also mentioned that he would never be able to cultivate spirit energy again. For a great warrior, spirit energy is as vital as life itself. Without it, they are as good as dead. Some warriors or soldiers who lose their spirit energy often choose to sever their own souls to avoid becoming worthless, destroying their pride. And what about Yong Saiweihao? He was a diligent child who trained since he was young and roamed the martial world from a tender age. He was the pride of the region, the symbol of the Yan army. If he were to become worthless, would he be able to accept it? If he woke up and found himself in that state, would he still have the will to live? “Sob... Physician, may I stay with him for a while?” Zhenzhu asked, her voice choked with sobs. “Of course, miss. I will wait outside the tent.” Once the physician had left, Zhenzhu slowly walked over and sat on the small stool beside the wooden bench. She didn’t know if he would wake up and hate her for taking away his pride, but it didn’t matter. She was willing to bear his hatred, as long as he woke up. The young woman gently slipped her small hand into his large one. Even if these large hands would never pat her head again, even if his sharp eyes would never look at her with affection again, even if his lips would never speak to her gently again, and even if his strong chest would no longer be a place for her to rest her head, she would still accept it all. Just wake up. "Brother Hao... Sob... I’m sorry. Can you wake up?" “Sob... Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt? Why did you do this?” "Brother Hao, wake up and tell me what you want. I’ll find it for you... Sob... If you want to eat something, I’ll get it for you.” "If... if you don’t wake up, what will I do? Sob..." She said, sobbing. Zhenzhu stayed and talked to Yong Saiweihao for a long time, though it was not exactly a conversation since she was the only one speaking, while the large body lying there remained unresponsive. Eventually, the physician had to ask her to leave and rest. Zhenzhu walked out of the tent, heartbroken. But instead of going back to rest at her tent, she headed to the tent of the royal physicians. “Physician, I want to volunteer as an assistant.” “Lady He, you don’t need to volunteer. We have plenty of assistants to care for all the soldiers. There’s no need for you to trouble yourself,” the old physician said, knowing that Lady He was important to Taizi and the Young General. If they found out she was working to care for the wounded soldiers, they would be furious. “Physician, please. I want to take care of the Young General. Please support me,” she pleaded, immediately kneeling. “Oh, please don’t do that. Get up, get up.” “Physician, please. I will take good care of him. Just give me instructions, and I will do everything,” Zhenzhu continued to kneel and beg. She wanted to personally take care of Brother Hao. "Alright, alright. If Lady wishes to help, you can assist Physician Liang Dou. He will be primarily responsible for caring for the Young General," the old man agreed, seeing her genuine desire to look after Yong Saiweihao. “Thank you, Physician. Please tell me what I need to do.” “Alright. I’ll explain the Young General’s condition in detail first.” The old physician invited her to sit inside the tent and began explaining Yong Saiweihao’s condition. Due to the severe injuries, his energy channels were damaged to the point where he could no longer cultivate spirit energy. But that was not the most immediate concern—his current state was critical, and his life hung by a thread. They were relying on herbal medicines to sustain his breath, but the true cure was still elusive. “What kind of medicine do you need to treat him, Physician?” She might find it or that her father might have it, since her garden grew many rare herbs. “The medicine requires an ancient herb called Xuexian. It’s a rare herb. This herb grows only in cold, snowy regions. Not only is it hard to find, but no one has been able to cultivate it successfully. Because it needs to be nourished with warm spirit energy despite growing in the cold and snowy weather.” “What do you mean?” Grow in cold weather but need a warm spirit energy. Updates are released by 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍 "To get further understanding, we must start from the beginning. A hundred years ago, there was a beast called the Xuexian. It was a four-legged creature that lived in cold climates, resembling a bear but with a friendly and non-aggressive nature. The Xuexian did not eat meat; its sole diet was the herbs it nurtured itself. The Xuexian would embrace and infuse these herbs with their warm spirit energy until they matured. These herbs needed to be nourished with warm spirit energy in freezing conditions. During its lifetime, the Xuexian would produce only one fruit. But this fruit was incredibly miraculous, providing energy to the Xuexian and possessing numerous healing properties. Some even said that the fruit of the Xuexian could snatch souls back from the underworld. Unfortunately, after the Xuexian became extinct, this herb nearly went extinct as well, and no one has been able to cultivate it again. Thus, people named this herb after Xuexian itself." “Is there any place where this herb still exists?” Zhenzhu asked, hopeful. “In the Yan Region, there are only seeds of the Xuexian herb. His Majesty has been searching for agricultural spirit energy cultivators to grow it, but no one has succeeded. Most can’t withstand the cold and fall ill. Right now, the Yan Region has no Xuexian herbs, only seeds kept in the palace. I’ve already sent someone to inform His Majesty of the Young General’s condition and request help in finding the herb from neighboring regions.” "Physician, may I have the seeds? I can plant them!" Zhenzhu exclaimed excitedly. How could physical coldness compare to the chill in her heart? She would plant them herself; she would do it for Brother Hao. "Can you really plant them, Miss?" "Yes!" Zhenzhu nodded, her eyes filled with confidence. If it can’t be done, it must be done. "And where will you plant them? It’s not winter now." "I can! I can plant them. Please, Physician, ask for the seeds from His Majesty," she said confidently. "If you insist, I will send a courier to request the seeds from His Majesty," the old physician said, knowing that this lady had exceptional agricultural skills. If she could indeed plant the Xuexian as she claimed, there was hope for the Young General’s recovery. Additionally, he would gain credit for finding a spirit energy cultivator capable of cultivating the Xuexian herb. "Thank you, Physician," Zhenzhu replied with a smile. After discussing Yong Saiweihao’s condition for a while, Zhenzhu was assigned to assist the physician in taking care of him as she had requested. She donned the assistant’s cloak and headed straight for Yong Saiweihao’s tent. Inside the tent, two young physicians were keeping watch. "Physicians, I’ve signed up to be your assistant. I’ve been authorized to take care of the Young General." "Oh, it’s you, Lady He. If the Young General knew how concerned you are, he’d be very happy. Please come in. There’s nothing to be done at the moment, just monitoring his condition." Zhenzhu walked over and sat beside Yong Saiweihao’s wooden bench, slipping her hand into his large one to remind herself that he was still there. But then, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a small vine planted in a pot next to the bed. The first time she came in, she was confused and worried, she hadn’t noticed the small vine placed on the other side of the bench. Is this the Zhanchang Vine? "Are you Brother Hao’s Zhanchang Vine?" The young woman asked. Upon hearing her question, the little vine glowed with spirit energy for a moment, as if responding to her. "You’re very lucky to be with Brother Hao all the time." "He’s very good, isn’t he? You chose well. It’s good that you’re with him. He’s a very good person," Zhenzhu said softly. Although she couldn’t hear it respond, she continued talking to it. At least it was Brother Hao’s Spirit and Soul plant, his blood was a part of it. "Don’t worry. I’ll help Brother Hao." Once given the responsibility of caring for the Young General, Zhenzhu fulfilled her duties with all her might. In the past few days, she never left Yong Saiweihao’s side, except for personal matters. Even at night, she spread her mattress beside his wooden bench. Seeing this, the two physicians trusted her with the task. "Lady He, here are the seeds of the Xuexian herb. The fast horse delivered them just now. His Majesty is happy to grant them to you for planting," the old physician walked into the tent, handing her a pouch containing several seeds. "Thank you very much, Physician." "Lady He, please, I’m happy to help.” Having received the Xuexian herb seeds, Zhenzhu excused herself from the tent. She returned to her own tent and took out the formation manual. The manual explained how to create a formation that could transform the weather into a bitterly cold winter. Without hesitation, she began setting up the formation inside her tent. It must be noted that the formation designed to create a freezing environment was originally meant to be a killing formation. Therefore, the weather inside was even more extreme than an actual winter. However, she had no other choice at this time. She could not wait for the actual winter to arrive. Zhenzhu spent two days creating the formation. As soon as it was completed, inside the tent became a small snowfield. Even though she wore a shirt woven from Tiejin silk, the winter in the formation still chilled her to the bone. Nonetheless, Zhenzhu did not give up. She brought four pots inside to plant the Xuexian herbs. The Xuexian herbs were watered with gold-tier spiritual energized water, which made them stronger. However, they did not grow as expected. "Huh? Is the spiritual energized water not working?" She looked at them and wondered. Not letting her doubts linger, the young woman quickly went outside the tent and watered some plants with the spiritual energized water to test its efficacy. Two days later, she found that the plants had grown well and emitted pure, intense spirit energy. Normal plants could still use the spiritual energized water, but the Xuexian seeds did not respond to it. If the spiritual energized water was ineffective, she had no choice but to nurture them with her own spirit energy. Well, her vegetable gardening always relied on the golden fish scales, but this time it was a true test from the heavens. She could not cheat anymore. Zhenzhu returned to the tent to nurture the Xuexian with her own spirit energy. She focused her mind and began transmitting her spirit energy to nurture Xuaxian herbs. This task required immense physical and mental strength, as it demanded unwavering concentration and extremely pure spirit energy. But with her gold-tier spirit energy, the seeds slowly began to sprout. After more than four hours, the Xuexian seeds sprouted tiny shoots, ready to grow into cotyledons. But at this point, her body was freezing, the cold biting into her bones. Finally, Zhenzhu stopped nurturing the Xuexian. She should go to rest; if she stayed any longer, she would surely die from the cold. Zhenzhu stopped nurturing the plants and left the formation tent, unaware that the tiny green shoots, deprived of further spirit energy, began to wither. Read ‘Rebirth: This Farmgirl Has Spirit Fish Scales’ before anyone else with more Chapters at https://www.jinovel.com/en