After hearing this, Su Wen swept his hand sharply and shouted, "It's all right! Jiang Bei brought back the Nine-Turn Life-and-Death Pill! The Mansion Lord can be saved!"
"What?!"
Both elderly physicians froze on the spot.
The lead physician's expression changed dramatically, filling with shock as he said in disbelief, "You obtained the Nine-Turn Life-and-Death Pill?! That's a supreme treasure pill said to be rare even in the Realm of the Gods! They say it can restore anyone to health as long as they still have a breath left, and even cure Soul-Devouring Poison! You actually brought it back?!"
"Where is it? Where's the pill? Let me see it! I've practiced medicine for centuries, but I've never seen a Nine-Turn Life-and-Death Pill with my own eyes! It's the stuff of legend!"
The other elderly physician suddenly stepped forward and pressed them for an answer.
Jiang Bei said nothing more. He stepped across the threshold and headed straight into the room.
Su Wen and Zhong Ming followed close behind, and the two elderly physicians hurried after them.
The room was dimly lit, its windows half closed.
Zhou Xuantong lay quietly on the bed. He was even thinner than before Jiang Bei and the others had left, his cheeks sunken, his skin pale, and his breathing faint. The oil had truly run dry in his lamp.
Jiang Bei strode to the bedside and crouched down. He took the brocade box from inside his robes and slowly opened it, revealing a pill suffused with a gentle, lustrous glow.
The pill was about the size of a longan fruit, with pale golden patterns covering its surface. Glimmers of light flowed faintly between those patterns, and its medicinal fragrance refreshed the heart and soul.
The two elderly physicians leaned closer. The instant their gazes fell