Tang Wanwan was much busier than Lu Yujin. She had already gathered a lot of herbs from the mountain, and in her hand was a small wooden bowl, using a rice grinder to crush them. As soon as the medicinal bowl was brought out, a fresh herbal fragrance wafted through the air.
Everyone was instantly attracted by the scent; who knew herbs could smell so good?
"What kind of herb is this, can I apply it?" Liu Hongying, with her half-swollen face, asked, looking rather pitiable as nobody seemed to care for her.
"Sure." Everyone expected Tang Wanwan to seize the opportunity to take a jab at Liu Hongying, but to their surprise, she agreed so readily.
Tang Wanwan was quick, and soon she had treated Gu Xinyu's wound. Le Sisi asked her if it hurt, and she smiled, saying it felt cool and comfortable. The key was, she usually hated the smell of herbs, but today these herbs didn't stink, they actually smelled nice. She wondered how Tang Wanwan had managed it.
