Lin yuelan asked sternly, " old master Zeng, can you please tell me who the one who exchanged the prescription was? "
When Lin yuelan asked, she didn't know if Zeng Yiming had a guilty conscience or something, but she always replied loudly in a panic, "It wasn't me!"
As soon as Zeng Yiming finished speaking, his face suddenly turned ashen. There was a blank in his head, and he didn't know how to think.
Lin yuelan sneered when she heard him guiltily defend himself. "old master Zeng, I didn't say it was you. Why are you so anxious? " Then, she patted her little head as if she was thinking, and then said, "Is that a guilty conscience?"
Then, her face turned cold and her eyes were sharp. She criticized Zeng Yiming angrily, " so, you exchanged my grandpa's prescription, right?"
