After about a minute, Xiao Xian applied a ball of chewed-up herbal paste onto Zhang Yiyi's hand.
"What is this?" Zhang Yiyi still had a sobbing tone.
"Dandelion leaves. Stop crying, get up and let's move forward. It seems like there is light up ahead," She'd just found the dandelion leaves on the ground and had no tools ready to crush them, so she could only chew them in her mouth, now bitter with the taste.
"Why are you using dandelion leaves on me? Can this cure snake venom? I just saw it, the snake that bit me was fiery red, it must be extremely poisonous. Who ever heard of letting a poisoned person walk? That would speed up the circulation of the poison. It's always said like that in martial arts movies," Zhang Yiyi ignored whether the sticky mess on her hand was Xiao Xian's saliva or something else from the dandelion leaves. She was possibly at death's door and had no energy to walk.
