Zhao Chuchu and Xie Heng's outlooks on life, morals, and worldview were in sync. If Xie Heng acted like a saint every day and asked her to be broadminded and save everyone, she would sooner or later be driven to death by him.
She did not need a saint!
This was the way to survive that the post-apocalyptic world taught her.
As they talked, they entered a medical hall.
Zhao Chuchu named a list of medicinal herbs, but quite a number of them were unavailable. She went to almost all the medical halls in the capital but still could not get one last item in the end.
The owners of the medical halls told her that they had never even heard of that particular medicinal herb before. They suggested that it would be best for her to find another herb to serve as a substitute.
Zhao Chuchu was speechless.
If she could find a substitute, would she have needed to visit so many medical halls?
