The old scholar kept a stern face and said nothing. He turned back to his medicine cabinet and started to organize the medicinal herbs.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Xia couldn't help but mock him internally. This man was truly impervious to persuasion, treating prescriptions as if they were more important than anything else. It was no wonder he had such a falling out with his son.
From the old scholar's expression and attitude every time he mentioned his son, it was easy to guess that their relationship had hit rock bottom. That must be why they had such a public quarrel earlier.
Jiang Xia felt a bit disappointed, realizing she probably wouldn't get the prescription today.
She looked up and saw that it was approaching noon. She had agreed to meet her father at the entrance of the county town at one o'clock in the afternoon. It was time for her to leave.
