Old Mr. Pei took the initiative to ask Tong Yu for his phone number.
After Tong Yu left, the hospital president looked at Old Mr. Pei rather solemnly and said, "Pei, do you think someone in the Apothecaries' Association made this medicine?"
Old Mr. Pei sat back on the couch. He picked up a cup of tea from the centre table and took a sip. "I don't think so."
"Even He Shu can't create S+ medicine like this. I happened to see such medicine once because a friend of mine had some. It was a pity that he purchased the medicine from an online auction website. No such medicine has been sold in the last two years." Old Mr. Pei's gaze drifted into the distance.
Ancient prescriptions were difficult to refine. Even if any apothecary could produce them, only a small number of them could make them at an S+ grade level!
