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Watching the room become empty in an instant, Mu Lin felt helpless but also relieved to have some quiet.
The crowd expressed their reluctance, but with the old man's word, they wouldn't dare not move to the next room.
Glancing indifferently at the face beside her that seemed to be enduring silently, Mu Lin turned to Zhang He, her voice cold and detached, "Take this." Most of the injuries people here sustained were superficial and not serious; however, even injured, they would still have to continue training in the afternoon, which made her medicine the most convenient.
Because it healed wounds quickly.
Actually, this was the main reason why the soldiers liked to come to Mu Lin for treatment.
Mu Lin felt somewhat fortunate because the herbs needed for the medicine were common, otherwise… she really wouldn't be able to afford to waste them, nor would she be willing to.
