"Right, Madam, we don't have many herbs left." Thinking of the herbs, Mu Yi couldn't help frowning.
They had already thought of all kinds of ways to deal with the herbs, but they were at their wits' end. If they still couldn't think of a way, there would be no more herbs to use in three to four days.
Thinking of this, Mu Yi couldn't help looking ashamed.
Lu Zijia raised her hand and patted his shoulder, saying, "Don't think too much. Someone will take the initiative to send a lot of herbs to us soon. There's no hurry."
She immediately told him the plan and asked him to get it done as soon as possible and spread the news to the point that everyone knew about it.
Mu Yi, who was originally ashamed, immediately perked up after hearing this plan and quickly left to do it.
