Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's surprise, Qiutong said as well, "Who knows? For a while before this, they hardly came at all. But these past few days, they first sent over the 'Spirit-Awakening Pill,' then came every day to check on Miss's condition, as if they suddenly learned how to care. Who knows what medicine the Cult Master is selling from her gourd."
Zhang Xiaohua said dismissively, "Who cares what medicine she is selling? As long as she can cure Miss's illness, that is enough."
"Ah, Xiaohua, we still have to rely on you. The physician only says her condition is improving, thinking it is the effect of the 'Spirit-Awakening Pill,' but he cannot say anything else."
Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and said, "I will still need more than ten days to find the new medicinal herbs. During this time, we can only muddle through day by day. I just hope Miss can hold on!"
"More than ten days? What medicinal herbs need to be sought for so long? Xiaohua, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me. If you lack any herbs, I will step forward and demand them from Yi Xiang Peak. How about it?"
Zhang Xiaohua smiled bitterly. "Sister Qiutong, I understand what you mean. But the problem is, how would you explain what those herbs are for?"
Qiutong fell silent in dejection.
Zhang Xiaohua added, "Besides, herbs alone will not work. So do not worry. I will do everything in my power to save Miss."
"Mhm." Qiutong nodded. "If you can save Miss, I... I will repay you even if I have to toil like an ox and labor like a horse."
"Dizzy..." Zhang Xiaohua wore a thoroughly defeated expression. "Sister Qiutong took me in when I had nothing. You even pay me three qian