The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 341

Before they left, Citrine handed each soldier a bottle of medicine: some to stop bleeding, others for pain relief, and a few to keep you alive in the direst

circumstances. The most precious of all, a single Vitaflux capsule, was carefully sealed in its own incubation case.

Citrine instructed Hastings to distribute them one by one.

"What's this?" The soldiers examined the bottles, curiosity lighting up their faces.

"Captain, you're nothing like the other instructors," one of them remarked with a grin.

"Everyone else cranks up the training before a big exercise, but you- you give us a crash course in medicine and hand out half a pharmacy."

Citrine looked over her squad, her voice calm but firm. "The bottles are for treating wounds—stopping the bleeding or easing the pain. But that capsule in the case is different. Remember, only open it if you're hanging by a thread. And don't break the seal until you need it; the medicine inside only lasts a day once it's out of the solution."

One of the soldiers weighed the tiny box in his palm, grinning. "Is this thing really that good? Will it actually save your life when you're at death's door?"

gaze and nodded gravely. "It

temperament. Hearing her say this,

a party-tables piled with food and drinks, music and laughter filling the air. The whole squad buzzed with excitement for tomorrow's

then, everyone around her had had a little too much to drink-

and fixed her

Hastings's cheeks, the faint pink glow unmistakable under

Citrine replied, unfazed, not yet sensing

he quickly masked it, looking at her with a hint of hope. "Will I ever see

caught

he been drinking? She distinctly remembered him swearing not long ago that he'd kill her the moment they were out of here. People didn't change that quickly -had

him for a moment longer, then caught the

it. He's not crazy-just

"Do you really hate me that much? You don't even want

silent. He wasn't