Zhu Yu nodded to him after listening and turned to Yan Daoxin.
Yan Daoxin was no longer deep in thought. He held a brush and was diligently writing down a list of medicinal herbs on paper.
After finishing, he handed the paper to the rune by his side: "Go and fetch these herbs for me, brew them directly, boil five bowls of water into one, then bring it to me."
The rune took the prescription, tucked it into his robe, and quickly left.
Yan Daoxin retrieved a small porcelain bottle from his robe, poured out a brown pill, and approached Miao Dashuan at the bed: "Take this medicine first. When my prescription is ready, it needs this as a base to be effective."
Miao Dashuan hurriedly attempted to sit up and take the medicine, but Yan Daoxin signaled him to stay still, so he obediently opened his mouth to let the pill be placed into it.
Zhu Yu was still curious about the effect of this pill when he saw Miao Dashuan's head tilt, falling into stillness.
