Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Li Fang had rarely seen Wang lose his composure, so he asked quizzically. “Wang?”
Wang said nothing and simply scrutinized the pill in his hand.
The pill was roughly the size of a yellow bean. It looked dark and coarse and did not seem like it was created by a typical apothecary which usually ended up looking bright. If anything, the pill resembled a failed attempt at making medicine.
Even though it looked mediocre, he could detect that it was created using an ancient prescription.
Wang’s fingers trembled as he held the pill. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Fang with excitement in his eyes. “Where did you get this medication?”
Li Fang pondered briefly and said, “It was Chen’s friend.”
The moment Wang heard this, he turned to look at Fang Chen excitedly.
Fang Chen had been sitting with his back straight quietly listening to their conversation. He raised his head to look at Wang and paused before he asked. “What’s wrong with the medicine?”
“Oh yes. I forgot to mention Wang is the chairman of the Apothecaries’ Association,” explained Li Fang.
The moment he finished his sentence, Fang Chen finally lost his composure and his eyes were filled with shock.
Fang Chen only cared about work and did not pay attention to the elite families in the capital. He did not interact with them unless it was work-related. Despite getting transferred here for almost a year, the people in the capital kept saying that he was hard to get along with.
Although he did not pay attention to the elites in the capital, he had heard a lot about the Apothecaries’ Association.
Moreover, Lin Shuwen kept talking about the Apothecaries’ Association when Fang Chen was sick. Lin Shuwen had said it was hard to get connected to the association.
He did not expect Wang to be chairman of the Apothecaries’ Association.
Fang Chen was dumbstruck.
Lin Shuwen was equally stunned when he caught wind of Wang’s true identity as he sat across them quietly. His hands were on the table and they could not help trembling visibly.
He did not see this coming at all. How could this genial old man be the chairman of the Apothecaries’ Association?
The members of the Apothecaries’ Association were known to be aloof and lofty.
Lin Shuwen did his utmost to suppress the shock in his heart and quietly raised his head to look at Wang. He could not help recalling Pei Rong’s attitude when he reached out to Pei Rong to buy Chinese herbs recently.
It was worlds apart from Wang’s attitude now.
Sure enough, people could discern with one look who the true masters and posers were.
Lin Shuwen contemplated in his heart.
Fang Chen veered his eyes. He cleared his throat and apologized before answering Wang. “My friend came up with this prescription.”
The moment Wang heard what he said, he composed himself and asked. “Did your friend come up with this concoction on his own?”
Fang Chen pondered. Since Huo Yao had given him the pills, she must have made them. He nodded and replied. “Probably.”
Wang inhaled deeply and did his best to contain his joy. “Mind introducing your friend to me?”
After so long, this apothecary finally appeared!
Although Fang Chen was very surprised that Wang was the chairman of the Apothecaries’ Association, he did not agree to help right away. Instead, he replied courteously. “I’ll have to ask.”
He took out his phone and swiped it down to Huo Yao’s number and pressed the dial button.
Wang nodded anxiously. He did not seem upset at all. After all, there were very few apothecaries out there.
People with talent tended to be proud.
It was normal for talented people to refuse to give an audience to others.
Wang stroked his beard as he pondered.
