"Father, what's going on?"
"Xia Zhu, quickly grab the medicine box and come with me to save a life." Xia Yuan said with no room for discussion, grabbing Xia Zhu's arm.
"Save a life..." Xia Zhu wasn't too panicked. Although she wasn't licensed to practice medicine and prescribe, she was experienced in diagnosis, having helped her father in the pharmacy from an early age.
A physician's mindset is honed early on, but at this moment, it was her father who seemed unlike himself.
Her father, who normally remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain, showed an unprecedented hint of panic on his face today.
Xia Zhu followed her father, jogging into a small room at the back of Jinxian Tower.
Upon entering, the strong scent of blood filled the air.
A young woman lay on a simple bed, her face as pale as paper, and beneath her was a patch of deep red, hovering on the brink of life.
"Father, isn't this..." Xia Zhu exclaimed in surprise.
