"His injury is still not stable, so while he is lying on the bed, try not to move him too much. Also, don't let anyone come to visit him these few days as you don't want to hinder his treatment and misplace his bone alignment again."
As Feng Jiu left her instructions, she didn't hear any response from him. Hence, she raised her head to look at him and saw him staring at her blankly with a strange expression on his face. She asked: "What's wrong?"
Luo Heng came out of his reverie and took a look at the medicines, then he asked: "Where did you get them? Don't tell me you made them by yourself?"
Although they were not medicinal pills, they were liquid medicines and only an alchemist could make them. He was only an errand boy, how did he know how to make things that their alchemists didn't know?
"Oh, well!"
