As she stepped out, all eyes indeed focused on her, piercing like needles. She did not know how many among them found her displeasing.
Having exposed herself, she did not say much more, pouring a medicine pill into the wounded soldier's mouth: "Alright. He is deeply poisoned and will need two hours to wake up." In fact, the poison would be neutralized in two quarters, but she deliberately mentioned twice the necessary time.
The one supporting the injured man, upon hearing her words, sighed with relief. His face was obscured by the wounded, showing an ambiguous expression; only she discerned it clearly, thinking to herself: "Why is this man relieved? Is it because the wounded will wake up, or because the waking time is sufficiently late?"
