"Thank you." Ivy's eyes shimmered with gratitude. Without Silas… her journey might have been much more bumpy.
Silas shook his head, then he hesitated before asking, "Do you still have medicine? One of my sister's connections is in urgent need of medicines, so…"
"I do." Ivy agreed on the spot; she contemplated a moment before hinting, "If I want… I can get as many fluoroquinolones and metronidazole as I want. So if your request revolves around them, I can fulfill it."
Silas, understanding the hint, was surprised, yet he restrained himself from asking any further questions. As long as Ivy doesn't want… he won't ask a single question.
"The amount of medicine required this time is far greater. Almost 100,000 packets of each type of medicine." Silas explained. He observed Ivy's response in case she might encounter any difficulty in fulfilling the order, but she seemed at ease, dispelling the last trace of worry in his heart.
