Could it be she could really do as she said?
Vanish illnesses with medicine, wonderful skills that could bring back spring! Much too laughable.
Who cared about her anyway. If she could waste her herbs, then there was no need to cause a fight. Everybody wouldn’t have anything against it.
Since there wouldn’t be any fight, the group of people obediently lined up for their diagnosis. If Miss Jun were to say Doctor Fang’s prescription was wrong no one would care. Anyways, they would still get their medicine, and also a free batch.
Hu Gui was speechless.
What was this called.
The nephew’s face was filled with envy.
"This is called the value of wealth," he said. "Any problem can be resolved with money; a problem is not a problem."
Hu Gui didn’t know what he should say. Instead, he walked forward.
Taking advantage of the time where one patient’s prescription was being fulfilled and no one had sat down yet, he bowed to Miss Jun.
