"What do you plan to do?" Xiao Yun asked Yan Ling.
He knew that she must have a solution!
"Let's not startle the snake by hitting the grass first, and see how things go."
Yan Ling subtly pushed the iris to one side and continued to organize the herbs.
Once the herbs were ready, it was time to start decocting them.
At this moment, Qi Aotian had just completed a preliminary examination of the pig and was about to say that Yan Ling's previous diagnosis of swine pneumonia was correct, and they could start making a portion of the medicine.
But before he could speak, he saw Yan Ling dumping all the herbs on the table into the big medicine jar.
"What are you doing?"
Qi Aotian rushed to the medicine jar, but could not save the last of the herbs. He stared at Yan Ling furiously, like he was looking at a madwoman!
"Making medicine!" Yan Ling responded casually, as if she hadn't noticed his anger.
Qi Aotian was about to explode!