The doubtful voice reached the ears of Ji Youran, Elder Ji, and Wang Dongxue.
Neither Elder Ji nor Wang Dongxue felt anything particular about it. After all, the medicinal herbs had already been ruined. Whether it was herbal dregs or medicinal soup in the Medicine Cauldron, it no longer mattered to them.
Only Ji Youran reacted. Upon hearing the words, he blanked out for a moment before finally understanding. Then he ran over with the speed of a hundred-meter sprinter and fell to his knees before the Medicine Cauldron.
"Let me see!"
His voice trembled as he spoke.
Xiaosuisui felt guilty. Her Eldest Uncle's medicine had been unintentionally ruined by her. With her head bowed, she stared at the medicinal soup in the small Medicine Cauldron.