"The last medicinal herb, purple lingzhi, I'm begging you. Please come to me."
Lin Fan settled his heart as he fished. Through this period of hard work, he had managed to gather most of the herbs he needed and he was left with the last one. It hadn't appeared the whole time and it left him helpless.
Initially, he had wanted to substitute it with other herbs but he realized that there was no other herb that could replace the purple lingzhi. In other words, this purple lingzhi was the key component of the pill.
If he used a substitute, he wouldn't be able to produce a perfect medicinal pill.
*Ding ding*
Message notification sound.
Perhaps they already knew that calling wouldn't get through to Lin Fan, so they sent a message instead.
Lin Fan took out his phone and took a look. Then, he started to become anxious.
Zhao Zhongyang: "Brother Lin, Director Zhao isn't going to last much longer…"
