"Again!"
Wang Yao wanted to try to use ordinary herbs to see if he could cure the disease, but it was not allowed under the current circumstances.
Forget it!
On Nanshan Hill, he transplanted the dandelions and foxtails he had taken from the pit outside of the herbal field. These ordinary plants were quite vital and watered by the ancient spring water. With the rich nimbus there, they grew naturally much faster than others.
"Since I can't try it on the patient, I can only trouble the bunny again!" His gaze fell onto the little rabbit that was quietly squatting in the stone cage.
It looked very sick and lacked energy. It had been like that since the previous night. In the beginning, it had been alright.
At first, Wang Yao could not figure out the reason. After he calmed down and thought about it, he determined it might because of the licorice roots he had planted.
