You're Hurting a Little Life

The man in the bamboo hat listed out the herbs one by one. Zhou Wenxiu's expression remained the same as she said, "How much do you want? We don't have many herbs left."

The man in the bamboo hat had been staring at Zhou Wenxiu's expression. Seeing that there was no change in her expression, he seemed to be secretly relieved. "I'll take as much as you have, I have plenty of money!"

He slammed the table in an extraordinary manner and set down 100 taels of silver.

"Alright, please wait a moment." Only then did Zhou Wenxiu reveal a smile and began to pick the herbs with a smile.

Jiang Ming sat in the back hall. Through the aisle between the front and back hall, he inadvertently glanced at the man in the bamboo hat. Then, he continued to read the medical book in a seemingly distracted manner, and occasionally took a sip of tea.

Internally, his thoughts were whirling.

"These ingredients are all from the beast-taming prescription!"