Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

When Tong Yu left, Old Pei took the initiative to ask him for a contact information.

After he left, the dean looked at Old Pei with a serious expression, "Old Pei, do you think the medicine does not come from the Pharmacist Association?"

Old Pei sat down on the sofa again, took a sip from the tea cup on the coffee table, and said, "No."

"Even He Shu can't refining this type of +-level medicine. I just happened to see it with a little friend before, but unfortunately the other party also bought it on an auction website. After nearly a year or two, It's never been like this again." Old Pei's eyes drifted away.

Ancient prescriptions are not so easy to refine, even if they are refined, there are very few that can reach the S level!

When the dean heard the words, his face was shocked again. He Shu is a senior pharmacist of the Pharmacists Association, a genius among geniuses, and he can't even make this kind of... Then how many mysterious pharmacists should be. Ghost?

No wonder he just took the initiative to ask Tong Yu's contact information.

"I thought that the Pharmacist Association was enough Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but I didn't expect the master to be among the people." After a while, the dean sighed.

Old Pei stroked the long gray beard on his chin, and said unclearly: "There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. The Pharmacist Association is actually nothing compared to some hidden families."

The dean fell completely into silence upon hearing this. Some things were completely unimaginable, and that was not the level he could touch.

**

Huo Yao returned home, and after dinner, he went back to his room.

After taking a shower, she took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat video to the old lady. After a while, she was connected over there.

The familiar face of the old lady appeared on the phone screen. Huo Yao wiped his hair and said, "It looks better."

The old lady took her mobile phone, like a child begging for praise, and said with a smile: "I take your medicine on time."

"Well, the Lu family didn't reluctantly pick you back, right?" Huo Yao asked casually.

"No, I'm fine at home, don't worry." The old lady paused, as if remembering something, and said: "By the way, I heard from neighbors in the neighborhood that someone is asking about a genius doctor."

Huo Yao paused with his hands wiping his hair, half-squinting his eyes.

"I remember you told me that the master you knew was a Chinese medicine doctor. Could it be your master?" Mrs. Yang said again.

"It should not be." Huo Yao said without changing his face.

"Oh, that's good, and those things in the small house, I will take care of them for you when I'm free at home."

Huo Yao pursed his lips when he heard the words, and gave a soft humble.

More than twenty minutes later, Huo Yao ended the video call with the old lady. After a long time thinking, she stood up again and took out the jacket Yi Lianfan gave her from the pocket on the chair. That piece of paper.

Unfolding the paper, looking at the physics problem above, I feel melancholy.

Finally, she picked up the pen and solved the problem.

**

Here, Lu Xia and a few sisters in the girl group have just returned to Lu's family.

At this time in the hall, Father Lu and Mother Lu and Lu Ziming were all there, but the faces of the two couples were not pretty, and there was a low pressure in the air.

Lu Xia twisted her eyebrows and glanced at Lu Ziming who was gloating over misfortune. He probably guessed the reason for the low air pressure at home.

She grabbed her mind, walked over, and said hello as usual.

"Dad, mom."

He Xiaoman looked at her and couldn't help but questioned, "Why are your results in this competition so bad?"