Chu Nanli walked briskly, unaware of the eyes following her from behind.
She now needed Zijin, a scarce medicinal herb that wasn't available in ordinary apothecaries.
Chu Nanli went alone to Old Wen's drugstore, arriving as the sky grew dark and the store was only tended by an attendant.
"Where's Old Wen?" Chu Nanli asked.
"My master has gone out of town to look for herbs and won't be back for a few days. If you're here for a consultation, I can help just as well."
"Do you have Zijin in the store?"
The attendant shook his head in confusion, "Zijin? I've never even heard of it..."
"Never mind." Chu Nanli waved her hand and left, clutching her abdomen.
She had come here hoping for a stroke of luck but had prepared herself for the possibility that the store wouldn't have the herb.
Xuanbao Pavilion had a collection of fine herbs; perhaps they had Zijin.
Her best course of action was to ask Zhuang Lin for help again.