Zhao Yang continued, "In a moment, we'll go to the pharmacy to purchase those two medicinal ingredients, then have the pharmacy grind them into powder, and mix in some other inconsequential things. That way, no one will be able to figure out exactly what this pile of powder is. Even if Xu Yang takes the powder to someone else for identification, they won't be able to recognize it,"
"Therefore, he ultimately only has two choices, trust me and brew the medicine for his father to drink, or not trust me and watch his father die. What do you think he will choose?"
"Of course, he will choose to trust you!" Ling Yuxuan immediately said, "Because if he wants to save his father from death, that's his only choice."
"Exactly!" Zhao Yang nodded and said.
"But what exactly are these two medicinal ingredients that you're going to such lengths to keep him from finding out?" Ling Yuxuan asked.
