"Not much medicine left." Wu Tiejun said this to himself with some trepidation.
Taking advantage and making a quick buck is something I, Wu Tiejun, would never do. But, when it comes to Doctor Feng's miraculous remedies, that's a different story!
"No worries, I've got more."
A while later, Feng Yin stood up, settled the bill, and left first.
After some time, Wu Tiejun began to pay.
With a snap, his coin bag fell onto the ground. He hastily bent down to pick it up, stealthily grabbing the small cloth bag Feng Yin left at the corner of the table.
He gave it a squeeze and instantly his face lit up.
At least twenty!
I'm rich!
Fei Xinyu, the idiot, had consumed all his wits to embezzle these. Now, they've smoothly dropped into my hands without lifting a finger...
"Sir, what is that?..." A subordinate who caught a glimpse of Captain Wu seemingly taking extra items, asked curiously.
