The Sacred Hospital was utterly silent—not even the sound of breathing could be heard within the room at the very back. It was even possible to hear that someone was intentionally holding their breath. A few people lowered their heads, a few people nervously looked around, and the atmosphere was oppressive and tense as if someone was spying on this place.
In this tense atmosphere, a person was finally unable to suppress a cough. The general glanced at this person, then asked, "Ten more days?"
This question somewhat lightened the mood in the room.
An Hua walked with the cleric to the window and whispered, "Just what is going on here?"
The cleric responded, "No one can have the herbalist give out the recipe, because up to now, no one even knows who's been making this medicine."
An Hua was so astonished at this answer that she forgot about the strange mood pervading the room. In a somewhat louder voice, she asked, "How can this be possible?"
