As long as there was a large amount of disinfectant and lime, she would be able to control her illness as much as possible.
After hearing this, the little butler seemed to be in a difficult position, "The disinfectant is indeed not a rare medicinal herb, but if you use such a large amount, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight for it..."
Gu Qingxue was rarely patient enough to discuss with the young butler, "You know how terrifying the plague is. With the disinfectant, I'm confident that I can reduce the casualties."
The little butler looked at Gu Qingxue with a troubled expression. In the end, it sighed helplessly, "Alright then, I'll try my best to beg the system for help... Ah, no, I'll discuss it with the system."
The little butler had accidentally exposed his position. It was so scared that it quickly changed its words and pretended that nothing had happened.
It did not want to admit that it would beg the system humbly just to help Gu Qingxue!
