"Check the herbs?" Song Jingchen was puzzled.
Shen Yijia was a little smug. "They sent it in from outside the city. I was afraid that they'd made a mistake, so Xuanyuan Ziming asked me to take a look."
With Eunuch Wu supervising, the medicinal herbs sent over were naturally fine. Seeing that there were a lot of things, Shen Yijia wanted to help carry them down the city tower, so she did not leave directly.
When she was about to move it, the soldier walking in front of her lost his balance and almost threw the two sacks of Cang Shu out of the city wall.
Cang Shu was one of the important medicinal herbs for treating the plague this time. In her hurry, she reached out to grab it, but she used too much strength and accidentally cut her palm.
Shen Yijia's physique was special. When she woke up today, she looked much better.
After hearing her finish, Song Jingchen's heart ached. He looked at her nervously and asked, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Did Mother check on you?"
