Upon hearing Zhao Fu's words, the caravan captain immediately understood what he meant. Putting on a smiling face, he said, "Miss, our lord has extremely precious spirit medicine. Saving the girl in your arms should not be a problem."
The caravan captain's sudden change made the woman sense that something was amiss. She had wanted to refuse and leave quickly, but seeing the weak girl in her arms made her hesitate.
The caravan captain hurriedly added, "Miss! If this young girl is not treated soon, she may lose her life. Time is precious."
Seeing this, the woman made up her mind. No matter what happened, as long as the girl could be saved, it would be enough. She said, "Then take me to your lord."
A smile appeared on the caravan captain's face. He led the two women to the carriage and respectfully said, "My lord! I have brought them to you."
Zhao Fu's voice sounded from within the carriage. "Then let them come in!"
The caravan captain answered and gestured for the woman to board the carriage with the girl. The woman did not hesitate, anxiously carrying the girl inside.
Inside the carriage, numerous beautiful women without clothes were panting with flushed faces. There was also a man among them, smiling as he watched her.
The woman was not overly surprised, as she had already sensed something wrong and anticipated that something was going on inside the carriage. She calmly said, "You can have my body, but you must save my young mistress now."
Zhao Fu gave a soft laugh. "No problem!"
Walking over to the girl, Zhao Fu examined her injuries and found that they were indeed severe. Ordinary healing pills would likely be of no use at all. He immediately took out a very precious medicinal pill