"There's an antidote," Song Jingchen suddenly said. Everyone looked at him.
Song Jingchen coughed lightly and pinched Shen Yijia's fingers. "Have you forgotten? Mo Yuan brought out many herbs from the Valley of Heavenly Secrets."
Shen Yijia slapped her forehead. "That's right. How could I have forgotten about this? Mo Yuan, where did you put those herbs?"
Mo Yuan said, "Thirty Thousand took it away."
The rarer the herbs, the more delicate they were. Although she was careful not to hurt their roots when she plucked them, in order to prevent them from dying, she still needed to make some special storage.
However, she had to take care of her master and could not leave for the time being. When Thirty Thousand found out, he volunteered to take care of this matter.
When she was in Great Xia, Thirty Thousand had helped her take care of the small medicinal field. He roughly knew what to do, so she didn't ask further.
