Thinking of this, Ling Zhenfei walked back into Min Xiang's room, but by this time, Min Xiang was already nearly asleep.
Ling Zhenfei said, "Don't sleep yet, I have a question for you."
"What question? I'm so sleepy," Min Xiang said.
Ling Zhenfei asked, "How did you come by this ambergris?"
Min Xiang replied, "It was a birthday gift I received a year ago."
Ling Zhenfei continued, "Did you receive it during your birthday at the Min's house? Do you know who sent it?"
Min Xiang said, "I don't know, there was no name on it, so I don't know who sent it."
"You must really like the scent, right?" Ling Zhenfei asked.
"Yes, I love it. I almost take it with me everywhere, and sleeping with the smell of ambergris is really comforting."
After hearing this, Ling Zhenfei was almost certain that Min Xiang's illness was caused by this ambergris, someone from the Min family gave it to her but added something inside.
