Shan Yue originally thought that the appearance of the middle-aged man would make things better, but she did not expect him to look down on others like the apprentice.
"Take this back. I'm sorry, I won't receive you." The middle-aged man returned the prescription on the table to Shan Yue.
Shan Yue put her hands in her pockets and did not intend to take it. She said, "I've already made an appointment with Huang Ruo. I have to get this medicine today."
"How could you take it just like that? How arrogant." The middle-aged man was clearly enraged. He threw the prescription to the ground. "We won't give it to you today. What do you want to do?"
Shan Yue said to the man expressionlessly, "Pick up this prescription and I can let you off."
