Compared to the bustling old goods market filled with clamorous voices, the medicinal herb wholesale market seemed very deserted.
The scant number of customers forced the shopkeepers to either sit together and play cards
or simply chat.
Therefore, when Shen Qiang walked into the medicinal herb wholesale market, the people looked at him as if he were a rare animal.
"I want to buy a thousand-year-old Blood Ganoderma."
Shen Qiang asked the same question in over a dozen shops, and the shop owners looked at him with strange smiles, which made him feel a bit embarrassed.
But it couldn't be helped.
The little girl who sold flowers hadn't healed from a bone fracture; if Shen Qiang didn't save her, even if she survived, she would be disabled for life.
And to save her,
relying solely on modern medical skills was clearly insufficient.
The only hope was the Blood Ganoderma Discontinuation Ointment from the Medical Saint Inheritance.
