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"It must be Miss Jing, right? Miss Jing is the god-doctor envied by everyone, and yet Miss Qin doesn't even recognize her."
Hearing these people's words, Jing Zhimei, whose face had darkened, finally lifted her smile. Even if Qin Qin's Thousand-Year Cold Sandalwood and Top-grade Spirit Tea were impressive, her Life-Nourishing Pill crafted by a god-doctor was worth a fortune, something Qin Qin couldn't possibly compare to.
"Oh!" Mo Cang curiously picked up the medicine bottle, and Steward Min took the Thousand-Year Cold Sandalwood box from Mo Cang's hand.
Upon removing the stopper from the medicine bottle, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out.
For the first time in history, Jing Zhimei's expression changed drastically, and she forgot she was in public as she uncontrollably cried out, "No, how is this possible?"
