Zhao Datu immediately volunteered, "Shall I go?"
"Forget it, you don't have to go either," Xia Dabao looked at Tian Xiaobei: "Xiaobei, you should go, your family used to run the Medical Hall, you understand these things better."
"Okay," Tian Xiaobei was inclined to do so, he just didn't want to compete with Zhao Datu and risk another conflict when they got back.
Tian Xiaobei went to pick herbs and quickly returned with some hemostatic small thistle. He immediately came back and was about to chew them when Zhao Datu stopped him: "Don't chew, I'll do it."
Tian Xiaobei looked at Xia Dabao as Xia Dabao took the small thistle from him: "No need for you two, I'll do it myself, thank you Xiaobei."
However, as soon as Xia Dabao bit into it, she found the taste of the small thistle quite odd, and she nearly gagged. Seeing this, Tian Xiaobei simply chewed it up like he did the night before and applied it on Xia Dabao.
