"Humph, I'll get it from the Medicine Room myself, let's see who dares to stop me!"
Old Qiu huffed in anger and went to the Medicine Room to get the medicine.
Given Old Qiu's strength and his status in the Zhao Family, no one would dare to stop him if he wanted to grab a precious Spirit Medicine.
Probably, Old Qiu must have stashed away quite a lot abusing his privilege.
Chen Yi didn't want to stop him; it was already commendable that he could strictly follow the family prescription list without releasing any medicine without his approval.
If he really had to confront someone from the Qi Refining Seventh Layer directly, the salary from the medical institute wouldn't be worth it,
Two spirit stones a month, why should I risk my life for that?
Besides, Chen Yi saw a spiritual light above this old man's head, with red in the gray, implying he is not a long-lived person,
It won't be twenty years before he can dance on his grave.
