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Lu Zhiling looked at An Shiliu, An Shiliu looked at Tian Bujue.
"Is there any medicine that can relieve the pain?" Tian Bujue rolled his eyes and snorted, "Her body is like it's been scorched by a great fire, a desolate expanse after a wildfire. Other than ginseng over five hundred years old, what else could possibly help?"
"Then hurry and find some five-hundred-year-old ginseng!" Lu Zhiling glared at An Shiliu again.
An Shiliu sighed, "We do have five-hundred-year-old ginseng, but it's in Lin'an. Distant waters can't put out a nearby fire. I've already sent a message via carrier pigeon to the Young Master. Even if he dispatches it the moment he gets the letter, it will still take four to five days."
"I, the old man, still have ways to preserve her life for four to five days," Tian Bujue said.
"But what about her pain?" asked Lu Zhiling.
Tian Bujue shook his head, "There's no way around it, she'll just have to bear the pain. It's not enough to kill her."
