On the night when his master was poisoned, he was left with only half of the "Hundred Herbs Classic" and a camphor wood medicine box.
Gu Qingli carried his box down the mountain. Practicing medicine is a way to survive; detecting drugs is a job.
He can bring back a dying person with a dose of medicine; he can see through the hidden poison at a glance.
But medicine can cure a disease but cannot cure people's hearts.
Official pharmacies stockpile medicines for profit, and suspicions of plague poisoning are thick. The real culprit who killed the master is hidden deep in the medicine mist.
This road went north, step by step, he reached the bottom.
(The manuscript has been saved, and three chapters will be updated every day, at 8 o'clock every night, so you can enter the pit with confidence.)
