This was the first thing Murong Ziyue said after the incident.
"She's not back yet."
Mu Chen, with keen ears, heard this and quickly responded.
At this moment, if Xin Lin were here, could she treat Murong Ziyue's injury?
Mu Chen's heart held onto the last shred of hope.
But upon reconsideration, Xin Lin's medical skills, though quite good, couldn't cure Broken Veins. Even the most skilled Imperial Physicians had no methods, and Xin Lin was just a child. Even if she had coincidentally cured a few difficult cases, she could not possibly heal Broken Veins.
Xin Lin's leave was for two more days.
Murong Ziyue's gaze quickly dimmed.
Unfortunately, she didn't even have the chance to say goodbye.
Xin Lin, farewell, my only friend.
"Miss Nine, get in the carriage."
The two nannies, one on each side, lifted Murong Ziyue's arms and pushed her towards the carriage.
"Wait!"
"Xin Lin!"
