Such a warm tone!
Shi Qiu Shuang nodded. The face that lacked any facial features scrunched together in pain, but she didn't make another sound.
Shi Qian Zhi stood by the side and his heart ached when he saw her this way.
"Junior Sister, just hold on for a bit."
Shi Qiu Shuang looked up and glanced at him, only then did the fierce look in her eyes fade a little.
Shi Qian Zhi wanted to urge Sima You Yue to hurry up, but when he saw her eyebrows scrunched together in focus, he swallowed his words.
After a long moment had passed, she retrieved her hands.
"How is it?" Little Seven was even quicker than Shi Qian Zhi in asking.
"The situation is a little complicated. I'll tell you guys in a bit." Sima You Yue came to the center of the room. She took out a furnace and a table before taking out some herbs, beginning to refine right there.
