"Fifth Uncle, how is her condition?" Inside the Hundred Arts Hall, Song Changsheng asked, frowning as he looked at Xia Qingxue lying quietly on the bed.
Song Luzhou shook his head. "I gave her a Tier Two Top-Grade healing pill, and the clan's Physician has examined her as well. Neither had much of an effect. Her injuries are too severe. If it weren't for your skillful intervention, she'd already be in the Yellow Springs."
Song Changsheng was momentarily speechless. 'The fact that Xia Qingxue is still alive despite such severe injuries has little to do with me. If I'm not mistaken, she must possess some kind of special constitution—that's the key to her survival. Her failure to awaken is likely related to this special constitution as well.'
"How do you plan to handle her? She's a real hot potato."
"What else can we do? We have to notify the Golden Crow Sect. The Yuan Province Garrison Envoy only gave us three months," Song Changsheng said with a shrug and a bitter smile.
