The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 506 - 505 No regrets even if I die (third watch)

Chapter 506: 505 No regrets even if I die (third watch)

Li Shaojun looked at Li Xianyun.

His older sister was so gentle and kind, so beautiful and graceful, deserving of the best man in the world to fall in love with her and protect her.

As for Yelu Yan, he hadn’t seen him and truly couldn’t pass judgment.

Just as the four of them were talking enthusiastically, Jinwu spoke at the doorway, "Master, Bater has returned and brought back a lot of herbs."

Li Xianyun opened her mouth to say, "I know, let him wait for me in the main hall."

It’s better to depend on oneself than to rely on others; in crucial times, one must still count on the Hall of Healing.

Jinwu heeded the order and went to give the instructions.

Li Xianyun tucked Li Xianyi into the quilt and said to her and Li Shaojun, "Your sister has some matters to handle. You two little ones should not wait up for me anymore; rest early, understand?"

"Understood."

Li Xianyi and Li Shaojun could only agree.

One was five years younger than Li Xianyun and the other seven; since childhood, they had been raised in her embrace.

When they were little, their parents were busy making a living and not home during the day, it was Li Xianyun who took care of them at home.

Therefore, the siblings had profound feelings for Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun, accompanied by Youlan, stepped out of the chamber and into the main hall. Several carriages laden with cargo were parked in the courtyard.

She lifted the curtain to look, and saw that each carriage was packed to the brim.

Bater presented the medicine purchasing list to Li Xianyun respectfully, and said excitedly, "Master, how did you know that Benchu Pharmacy had the herbs we needed? You truly found the right person. When the proprietor of Benchu Pharmacy saw the list you provided, he filled the order without a second word. He even copied a list of the herbs from the order, saying he would arrange for these herbs to be transported from other places, and assured you not to worry about the supply. Such a good pharmacy owner is truly rare; we should reward him well."

On the list that Li Xianyun gave Bater, there was a mark exclusive to the Hall Master of Ji Shi Tang, which the owner of Benchu Pharmacy, upon seeing it, would certainly take seriously.

Li Xianyun and those from Ji Shi Tang (Relief Hall) shared a bond of life and death. In times of trouble, they would naturally provide full support; it’s just that she had never publicized her relationship with Ji Shi Tang, so Bater was unaware.

Seeing the eager look in Bater’s eyes, Li Xianyun nodded and promised, "After this matter is resolved, the owner of Benchu Pharmacy will indeed be rewarded well."

Bater repeated, "Exactly, exactly."

Surrounded by the hazy blue of predawn, the sky was about to light up. Now was the perfect time to simmer the herbs. Once ready, Da Nai should also have gathered the seriously ill patients, and by then, the medicines could be delivered while still hot.

Li Xianyun, with help, arranged more than a dozen tables in the main hall and spread out dozens of square pieces of butter paper.

She stood to the side as people crushed the larger herbs and evenly distributed the proper amounts onto each piece of butter paper.

Half an hour later, the bags of herbs were divided, and Li Xianyun had those previously arranged take them to brew the decoctions.

After dozens of bags were filled, new pieces of butter paper were laid out, and the herbs were divided and packaged according to the same method.

This was repeated over and over.

By the time enough herbs were prepared, daylight had fully arrived.

The first batch of the decoction was also ready.

Li Xianyun personally carried the decoction to the chamber where Li Rui and Qiu Qianyun were staying.

Li Rui had already awakened. Hearing the sound of the door pushing open, he quickly looked toward the door.

He had heard from Qiu Qianyun on waking up this morning that Li Xianyun had arrived, and was overjoyed beyond measure.

He had thought that he would never see his pitiful daughter again before dying. Now, he truly had no regrets left.

Seeing Li Rui lying weakly against the head of the bed, his complexion black and blue with severe illness, Li Xianyun’s eyes filled with mist, the next moment tears threatened to fall.