C265 Small Significance of Gunshot Wound

Half an hour later, Zou Yiyao carried a large bag back to the sickroom.

A medicinal fragrance instantly assaulted his nostrils.

Wang Sheng's spirits were lifted as he asked, "Which ones did you buy?"

Zou Yiyao's arm was aching, but she didn't complain. She walked to the side of the bed and put the bag on Wang Sheng's hand and said, "Ginseng, Codonopsis, Astragalus, Angelica sinensis