Dong Xue was not a fool, upon hearing Ye Shaohua's words, she immediately thought of the glue in the room, which indeed was much better than what Liao Mingxin had made.
"Miss, let's also add our wound medicine to this, to create a band-aid. Your medicine is far more effective than hers, and with my band-aids, what business would her Revival Hall have?" The more Dong Xue spoke, the more excited she became within.
"No need," Ye Shaohua waved her hand, "She was the one who 'invented' it first. Wouldn't I be no more than a 'thief' if I did the same?" "Besides, I'm not in it for the profit; my goal is to promote the Ye Family Medical Hall."
If it was purely for profit, why would she bother being so busy?
Dong Xue felt that imitation was not good either, so she extinguished the thought and could only sigh. However, the more she looked at her young mistress, the more she marveled at her brilliance.
