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"What's wrong?" Lin Jin asked, worried that she would really get into trouble because of this matter, "Is there anything I can help with?"

"I gave her the medicine that Junior Sister gave me, but I still don't have a clue about the new prescription." Fang Zhining looked back at Xia Huaiya's bedroom, "This princess is kind, but if there is no prescription, God will not spare her life just because she is kind."

Lin Jin wanted to help, but she had no idea how to help Fang Zhining in this situation: "Zhining, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I got you involved."

"You're wrong. Even if you didn't come to invite me, these people don't know that I'm in the capital. These people in the palace will go to invite other disciples from our Divine Doctor Valley later if they really don't want Princess Huaiya to die." Fang Zhining didn't blame Lin Jin. The Divine Doctor Valley is famous all over the world. Even if it wasn't Lin Jin this time, she probably couldn't escape. "If I really meet her, I can't just stand by and watch her die."

Luo Wensheng stood aside with his arms folded: "You can't help much, she wants to find me."

If you were to ask if there is anyone in the capital who can help Fang Zhining research the prescription, there would be no one else except him.

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother." Fang Zhining clasped his fists. "Besides that, I have another thing I want to ask you for help with. The princess suffers from the Soul Separation Disease. Senior Brother, you are an expert in treating the Soul Separation Disease. I wonder if you have any solution."

She didn't dare to ask Luo Wensheng to prescribe medicine before because Xia Huaiya's body could not withstand the torture. Now that her life is saved, she will not die even if she suffers some torture in the short term, so the treatment of the soul-leaving syndrome needs to be accelerated.

Luo Wensheng clicked his tongue and didn't really want to care about the princess's soul-leaving syndrome. The imperial family was the most ruthless, and everything was the retribution for these people.

"I need to see it first to know." Luo Wensheng reluctantly agreed to feel the pulse for Fang Zhining's sake. "But some soul separation syndromes are caused by heart knots. If the heart knots are not resolved, it will not be cured, no matter how good the medicine is."

Lin Jin listened to what the two people said and couldn't get a word in. According to Jing'an, the other party lost his memory because of the stimulation, and simply taking medicine would not be able to cure it.

Lin Jin stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, his brows wrinkled unconsciously: "Is this soul separation syndrome serious?"

"The soul-separation syndrome alone is not a big deal, but she falls into nightmares every night and cannot recover her energy. If this continues, her life will be shortened. She doesn't have the pulse to live a long life." Fang Zhining said this without even caring about the possibility of ears. The disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley always tell the truth when treating patients, without any exaggeration.

"What a pity! I think this princess has a kind face and is a rare kind-hearted person. Maybe God can't bear to see such a wonderful person being contaminated by the mortal world, so he has to take her life."

"Tsk." Luo Wensheng sneered at her words.

Lin Jin took off the Buddhist beads bracelet, played with it in her hands, looked at the exquisitely carved wooden window, and prayed in her heart that Fang Zhining and the others could find a way to save the princess, so that so many people in the world would not suffer from illness.

"Lin Jin!" Fang Zhining shouted in her ear.

"Ah!" Lin Jin suddenly came back to his senses, his heart pounding, "What, what happened?"

"I called you many times, what are you thinking?" Fang Zhining looked at her unhappily, "Let me ask you, did Junior Sister leave anything for you before she returned to Divine Doctor Valley?"

"Huh? How did you know? I left two bottles of medicine, but one bottle of poison was destroyed by me." Lin Jin felt that Fang Zhining was simply amazing. He actually knew this.

"Give it to me. Give me the remaining bottle of medicine." Fang Zhining spread his hands to her unceremoniously, "Do you have it with you?"

"I just happened to bring it today." Lin Jin thought that the medicine Tu Huaining left for her might be of some help, so she put it in her sleeve pocket before going out. She rummaged around and took out the small medicine bottle, "Here."

Several people were talking seriously and didn't notice that there was a figure at the door of the originally empty bedroom. He was quietly looking at the Buddhist beads in Lin Jin's hand, and then his gaze moved from the Buddhist beads to Lin Jin's face.

Xia Huaiya felt blood rushing up in his chest. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black and he fell to the side.

"Princess! Someone come quickly!" The maid quickly caught Xia Huaiya, her voice full of panic, "Divine doctor, divine doctor, please come and see our princess!"

She originally thought that Xia Huaiya looked better than usual, and it would be okay for her to get out of bed and walk around. She didn't expect her to become like this. She couldn't tell whether she was scared or what, her face was covered with tears.

Several people in the yard heard the noise. Fang Zhining and Lin Jin rushed over there anxiously, while Luo Wensheng walked slowly behind.

Because she had never washed or combed her hair, Xia Huaiya fell in the arms of the palace maid with her hair loose. Her long hair as black as ink fell around her cheeks, making her look like she was dead.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you take her..." Before Fang Zhining could finish his words, he saw Lin Jin pick her up from the ground, look for the direction of the inner house, and carry her in.

The look in Luo Wensheng's eyes changed again and again, as if he saw a monster. He looked at Fang Zhining with a questioning look, is this the strength a normal girl should have?

Fang Zhining: “…” For some unknown reason, I felt ashamed.

This man is indeed a good farmer with endless energy.

Lin Jin put the person on the bed and carefully adjusted the position of the pillow to make her lie more comfortably. After tidying up her messy hair, she froze in place, as if her blood was frozen.

She raised her hand to wipe the blood that had not yet dried from the corner of the other person's lips. At this moment, she had the answer to why Jing'an cared so much about this person.

Sister Shi Xia.

"Lin Jin!" Fang Zhining grabbed Lin Jin's ear and yelled, "Why are you daydreaming again? I told you to get out of the way!"

I don’t know what’s wrong with Lin Jin today. He’s always in a daze and distracted, not as decisive as usual.

"Ah? Oh! OK." Lin Jin quickly stepped back, taking a few steps behind everyone so that no one would notice that something was wrong with her. "I'll wait outside. Zhining, call me if you need anything."

Lin Jin seemed a little flustered when she left. Ignoring the inquiring looks of others, she found a place to sit down and thought about what to do and whether to tell Song Shiqiu.

Maybe, they just look alike...

But are there really people in the world who look so alike? Not only do they look alike, but they look alike in every way. Song Shixia had the same body back then, and many things were different from four years ago, but many things were the same.

But if it was really her sister Shixia, if that was the case, it seemed that many unreasonable things made sense. But if Princess Huaiya was Song Shixia, why did she even hide it from Song Shiqiu? Why did she keep it so secret and not reveal a single word to Song Shiqiu?

Lin Jin couldn't figure out whether this person just looked like Song Shixia, or...

"Or maybe Sister Shi Xia is back too." Lin Jin whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "Wake up quickly, and tell me the answer. Even if you don't remember anything, I can still recognize you as long as you're here."

The situation inside was enough for Fang Zhining alone, so Luo Wensheng did not stay in there any longer. When he came out, he saw Lin Jin sitting on the ground in a daze, mumbling something to himself.

"You have met this princess." Luo Wensheng was sure of this. Lin Jin lost her composure after seeing her face. "She looks very important to you."

Lin Jin remained silent. She didn't know whether the other person was Song Shixia or Xia Huaiya, but she would never forget that face. That face looked exactly like Song Shixia, as if they were carved from the same mold.

Lin Jin hoped that the other person would wake up soon. Even if he only had a pair of eyes, she would be able to recognize that it was Song Shixia.

"I can recognize it, and I won't make a mistake this time." Lin Jin murmured in a low voice.