Hearing Chen Ergou's instructions, Aling ran forward, immediately bending her supple waist. Chen Ergou accidentally glanced and saw everything of Aling's chest.
"Ahem, okay... you can go!"
Such a sight! Chen Ergou really wanted to take a few more looks, but a serious Aling took the soul grass and headed to the kitchen. Chen Ergou could only smile awkwardly and swallowed a bit.
"Ergou, can just that bit of medicinal herb in Aling's hands really work?"
Mo Bai mumbled as he approached, his tense expression still not easing up.
"Yeah, what effect can that little bit of grass have?"
"Sigh... I doubt it!"
Besides the peculiar leaves in Aling's hand, the soul grass looked no different from the weeds growing on the ground. People just couldn't believe that such medicine could be life-saving... The noisy atmosphere continued, but Chen Ergou paid no attention to the crowd.
