Gu Di’er cast a wary glance at him, his red pupils intense with mistrust.
Despite the dark and distrustful gaze, Huli gazed at him squarely, his lips tinged with a faint, challenging smile—a confident and even arrogant provocation.
"Among the three of us here, I'm the only one skilled in medicine. I'm also the only one who can help her. Can the two of you contribute in any other way?"
With these words, the other two fell into silence. Particularly Gu Di’er, who couldn't find a single reason to retort.
"I came in a hurry and didn't bring any medicines.
Could you both go outside and gather some herbs for me? Here's the prescription." Huli took out a piece of beast skin scroll from his spatial magic tool. He then retrieved a charcoal stick, sketched a few strokes on the scroll, and wrote down the names of the herbs.