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Your disciple Huang Yunshao bows and wishes the Master well.\nMy medical journey began under your guidance. You once said a physician's needle should be like a painter's brush, bringing spring to withered branches and color to a silent canvas.\nBut today in the north, the invaders trample our land and tear our world apart. General Wang Qing and the righteous hold fast at Zhongdu Bridge. Hundreds of thousands have perished, and the Hutuo has become a sea of blood. The thought pierces my heart and robs me of sleep.\nI understand that "one life, one price" does not speak of trade, but of upholding compassion and the dignity of healing. Yet I often ask myself: what is that "price" truly? On the battlefield, saving a soldier may help hold an inch of ground; saving a general may turn the tide of war. If the medicine of the Silver Needle can win a sliver of hope for this collapsing world, is that not a price weightier than gold?\nTherefore, your disciple makes bold to travel north and offer aid. When the dust settles, Yunshao will gladly accept any punishment.\n\n...\nYour disciple Xu Zhi...