After carefully tucking away the silver notes, Zhao Yan lay down on the bed in a buoyant mood. Gu Muling was lying on the inner side, and, infected by Zhao Yan's high spirits, she leaned gently against him and teased, "So happy over some silver notes, are you?"
Zhao Yan embraced Gu Muling, unable to hide his joy. "Of course! Even a clever housewife can't cook a meal without rice. Without silver, I can't move a single step, my dear. Treating illnesses requires medicinal ingredients, and without silver, where am I supposed to find them? I'm an official, not a bandit."
"Didn't we bring a lot of medicinal ingredients with us? Can't those be used?" Gu Muling was not a petty person; when it came to major matters of principle, she was entirely reasonable. Besides, those medicinal ingredients had been a gift from Yang Yizhi, and their family hadn't spent a single penny. If those herbs could be put to use for the patients, that would truly fulfill their value.
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