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Before long, Jiang Bei hurried back to Qingzhou Camp.

He went straight to Xue Changsheng's quiet chamber for healing.

Inside, several of Qingzhou's finest physicians surrounded the bed, sweat beading on every one of their foreheads.

The Four Great Generals, Xu Yuan, Fang Peng, and the others all stood solemnly to one side. The atmosphere was incomparably grave, and everyone's eyes were fixed tightly on the barely recognizable figure lying on the bed.

"How is the Chief Commander?"

Jiang Bei asked in a low voice.

At the same time, his gaze fell upon Xue Changsheng.

Only four words could describe it—too horrible to look at!

Xue Changsheng's entire body was wrapped in thick medicinal bandages, yet dark red blood continued to seep through.

His arms were twisted at bizarre angles, while his exposed chest, shoulders, and neck were covered in wounds so deep that bone was visible.

His face was ashen-yellow, and his breath was so weak that it seemed as though it might vanish completely the next moment.

"General Jiang... you've returned."

Everyone turned to look at him, their eyes reddened.

Zhou Yuan said hoarsely, "The Chief Commander's injuries... are too severe! If not... if not for you rescuing him in time, I fear... I fear he would already have..."

At that moment, an elderly physician with grizzled hair raised his head, his eyes full of helplessness. "General Jiang, we... have done everything we can. The Chief Commander's injuries are horrifyingly severe. His internal organs are shattered, and his meridians severed. Within Qingzhou... our methods have reached their limit. Right now, we can only... forcefully keep this last faint breath in his chest alive with potent medicine. But the medicine can only sustain him for a few days..."

Another physician took over, "And in the Chief Commander's current state...