As the night grew late, Shen Qi noticed that Zhu Xingzhi had returned to his room and probably wouldn't come out, so she quietly left her room.
At that moment, Min An was sitting cross-legged on a large rock, practicing cultivation.
"Who's there?"
Shen Qi made a slight noise, startling Min An, who then relaxed when he saw Shen Qi emerge from the woods. "Oh, it's Miss Shen."
Without saying a word, Shen Qi tossed him a few bottles of medicine.
"What's this?"
"Did you give medicine to Xingzhi today? Find an excuse to deliver this medicine for me another day."
She had intended to wait for Min An to come back and use it as an excuse to deliver medicine to Zhu Xingzhi, but Min An had taken the initiative.
Min An was stunned, then nodded lightly, "Alright, Miss Shen."
"The two bottles in your left hand are top-grade Soul-Nurturing Pills and Sick-Prove Pills. Just take them for fun, consider them as your reward."
After saying that, Shen Qi left, leaving Min An dumbfounded in place.