"I don't have the time to make tt." He had a righteous attitude.
Ye Muyu was so angry that she laughed. Her voice softened. "Alright, alright. Make some for me. I'll take it home for my elders."
"If you have a cheaper ointment, make me a hundred boxes too."
"I have a prescription for frostbite here. Take a look. I don't know if it's useful." She handed him a tattered piece of paper. There were indeed some herbs for the frostbite ointment on it, but only half of the formula was left. She really did not know the rest.
Lu Sangqi perked up. He took it and looked at it for a while. "Where did you get this prescription? It's so old. I can't even read the words on it."
"Then can you make it yourself? I just read it in some old books," Ye Muyu said helplessly. "I don't have anymore."
Hearing her question, Lu Sangqi puffed his chest proudly." Of course, I can make it. But I need to study this half of your prescription."
