A week later…
The medicinal herbs that Long Linger had bought at a low price were then sold to the Royal Hospital at double the price. She made a tidy little profit. Of course, if it hadn't been for the purpose of curing the sick and saving lives, she had originally planned to ask for an even higher price. After all, among all the herb dealers in the Imperial Capital, no one but her could produce such a complete range of herbs.
And it was precisely because these herbs were contributed in time that a plague was quietly wiped out.
In a secret restaurant, a small celebration banquet was in full swing.
Long Linger raised a glass of wine. "Qingxue, Xiao Zhu, come on, let's toast to our success!"
"Come on, cheers… Actually, Lingling, this time the credit is mostly yours. If you hadn't gotten the prescription, we'd all be done for."
