The servant of the brocade-dressed young master was a clever person. Seeing this, he immediately knelt in front of Ji Lan and begged.
Ji Lan spoke with a smile on his face," I have a pill here that can relieve your young master's illness." As he spoke, Ji Lan took out a pill from his chest.
Actually, she had just taken it out of her space and used it as a quick-acting heart-saving pill. However, she had fused a few small pills into a large pill.
"Little girl, thank you for saving my life!"
The servant reached out to take the pill and repeatedly kowtowed to Ji Lan.
"Alright, hurry up and give the medicine to your Young Master. Otherwise, it will truly delay your Young Master's illness." Ji Lan said with a smile as he walked out.
In the teahouse.
After the young master in brocade clot
