Listening to Zhen Wu's words, Lin Caisang nodded her head, yet she found herself doubting inwardly.
He spoke very detailed, but there were too many ambiguities that aroused her suspicion as to which kind of predicament they had actually encountered.
"You're saying, you weren't frozen by the Youxiang River? You were just slightly pricked by the 'Jiyu Can'?" She stared fixedly at Zhen Wu while saying this.
"Yes," Zhen Wu nodded his head.
Seeing his nod, the doubts in Lin Caisang's mind only deepened.
"Wait."
She raised her hand, pointing her right index finger at Zhen Wu.
"You just said the toxicologist drew you a picture of 'Jiyu Can'. Can you draw it again?"
"I can."
Zhen Wu immediately agreed, turning around to fetch paper and pen from the study.
In no time, a vivid plant was drawn and handed to Lin Caisang.
"You say, this is what you believe to be the 'Jiyu Can'?"