After breakfast, Xiao Chen drove away from home.
But he didn't head towards Xinmeng Group.
"Hey, stop fooling around, okay? I'm really busy."
Jiang Meng pleaded helplessly.
"Don't worry, my dear wife. I can help you with your work.
Let's take care of the most important thing first.
I just heard yesterday that there's a century-old pharmacy here in Jiangcheng.
The stuff inside is all top quality, and I plan to buy some to make nourishing soups for you and mom.
I know you forget my warnings the moment you get busy, so you need a big boost!"
As Xiao Chen spoke, his car entered the busiest street in Jiangcheng.
Then, he stopped outside a very luxuriously decorated pharmacy.
Although Jiang Meng was somewhat speechless, she knew Xiao Chen meant well and did not stop him.
The two of them went directly into the pharmacy.
Clearly, this was a traditional Chinese medicine shop, and it was very grand and luxurious.
