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At the stairs of the Medicine King Pavilion.
Li Yizhen looked at Lin Fan in confusion.
"Boss, what's going on? Don't scare me, we haven't even seen the patient and you're talking about retiring?"
"Why would I scare you? I haven't even seen the person and I already feel a chill down my back, this isn't something you can cure."
Lin Fan furrowed his brows, bending over to pick up a dead cockroach from the stairs.
He held it closely before his eyes, observing it intently.
"Boss, it's just a cockroach, is there really a need to make such a fuss? My herbal pharmacy is full of medicine, dealing with rats and exterminating insects is a routine job, what's that got to do with treating patients?"
Li Yizhen was even more puzzled.
The large shop was all made of wood.
A dead cockroach in a corner shouldn't warrant such a reaction.
