If he could not solve even this little problem, there was no need for him to be a pill physician.
Without wasting any more time, he instructed, "Uncle, Miss Feng, help me find some spirit herbs and other materials. There are quite a few of them, so be sure to remember them clearly. They are goatweed, Yang Dynasty Dew Water... and more, over twenty kinds in total. Though they are all precious treasures, I believe the Feng family should be able to gather them."
"This..." Feng Changkong counted through the names of those spirit medicines and said with a helpless laugh, "These are all valuable medicinal herbs. Fortunately, my Feng family does have some in stock. I'll fetch them for you at once."
"Thank you, Uncle," Yang Chen said respectfully.
Feng Changkong rose and left.
The old man gave Yang Chen a deep look. Seeing how Yang Chen issued instructions with such an air of competence, he was rather surprised. "Boy, can these spirit herbs truly cure this old man?"
"Senior, just wait and see," Yang Chen said, easily guessing the old man's doubts.
The old man was probably thinking that he might as well treat a dead horse as though it were alive. Yet no matter how the old man guessed, he likely did not know that encountering Yang Chen was simply his good fortune.
Otherwise, even if he left the Great Wilderness and sought treatment in North Mountain County, he would most likely return empty-handed.
Seeing Yang Chen keep him in suspense, the old man angrily puffed up his beard. His little eyes darted back and forth as he wondered who knew what.
Since this concerned his own father, Feng Changkong's efficiency was naturally astonishing. In less than half an hour, he returned in haste, carrying a Storage