Pei Feng trailed behind her. He could not help pursing his lips in disdain when he caught sight of his father's eagerness. Instead, he walked straight to Min Yu, who was sitting on the main seat. He refilled Min Yu's tea cup, courteously.
Old Mr. Pei failed to notice his son's behavior. He only looked at Huo Yao and asked her. "What did you make today? Mind if I see it?"
"It's a medicine for the heart." Huo Yao handed the bottle over to Old Mr. Pei without any hesitation.
Min Yu raised his brow thoughtfully when he heard what she said.
Old Madam Yang had heart problems.
Hence, she had probably made the medicine for her grandmother.
Old Mr. Pei opened the bottle. He retrieved a pill and smelled it carefully. His eyes instantly lit up. "Sure enough, it's an ancient prescription."
Pei Feng was stunned.
An ancient prescription?
Was she concocting an ancient prescription?
