Yan Qing took out a box from his backpack, emptied the medicinal pills inside, and passed it to Ling Hua.
Ling Hua carefully took the snow lotus that had been discarded aside and placed it in the box.
This box was specially made to preserve medicines, provided by Tian Bujue specifically for Yan Qing to store his medicinal pills as he would be away from the Capital for a long time and needed to carry a six-month supply. The box itself was large, and now it was just the right size to fit the sizable snow lotus.
After securing the snow lotus inside, she let out a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness you carry this box with you, brother. Otherwise, even if we had taken the trouble to pick it, we wouldn't have anything to store it in, and would have wasted it."
"You need to take your medicine on time every day when you're sick, as Yun Luo said," Yan Qing reclined backward, lying down on the ground. "Let's rest a while before we continue."
