The young man bowed his head, his golden hair clinging wetly to his face.
A hundred years had passed.
He never imagined he would see her again.
Ying Zijin: "..."
She knew it.
"Your medicine," Ying Zijin tossed a box over, "I've really cleaned out Norton's reserves for this."
Although Norton had accidentally stumbled into a new place, he hadn't taken all the alchemical herbs with him.
These alchemical herbs were too precious and of high quality; the students in Norton University's Alchemy Department couldn't use them, nor did they have the ability to.
The last time she contacted Norton, Ying Zijin also specifically asked for an alchemical prescription from him.
After all, she hadn't studied alchemy much, and in terms of alchemy, Norton was certainly stronger.
With that alchemical prescription, she had the vice chancellor send over the remaining alchemical materials from Norton, and only then could she produce the medicine that could repair Xize's body.
