C17 Pharmacy Conference
Inside the storeroom of the Skilled Hand Medical Hall, Jiang Xiaofan cradled a White Crow Worm Grass, lost in thought. He racked his brain for a way to extract the herb's poison without succumbing to its toxic backlash.
Despite his pondering, he ultimately abandoned the idea.
Tomorrow marked the final day before the Pill Refining Conference, and according to Ann Yunshan
