C39 Little White Mouse Primordial Thunder Dragon

"Alright, from the herbs I've just described to you, concoct a medicine. I expect to see its internal injuries halved in three days."

With those words, the Medicine Emperor turned and walked away, leaving Liu Yangshuo and the Primordial Thunder Dragon exchanging bewildered glances.

"Do you trust me?"

Liu Yangshuo inquired.

"What choice do I have? Besides you and me