Though she was able to speak, the woman's mind was still somewhat muddled at first, unable to clearly recall many things. However, under Yan Daoxin's detailed questioning, everything gradually began to fall into place.
In the end, after piecing together many fragmented pieces, Yan Daoxin finally found the key for the woman to turn the crisis around.
"What? Spiders?" Zhu Yu looked at Yan Daoxin, sitting excitedly across the table, a bit surprised. "The same kind of spiders I brought back for you before... spiders?"
A long-lost smile returned to Yan Daoxin's face as she nodded quickly, "That's right, those spiders!
After carefully inquiring about that woman's situation, I discovered that she was no different from the other women for whom medicine and stones were useless, except that, after taking medicine for a few days, she had a moment of regret and begged the old witch to let her go home.
