Old Fang was feeling a bit drowsy, but he immediately perked up when he heard Su Ya's voice.

Then she stood up and quickly closed the door, afraid that others would hear Su Ya's voice and come running over.

"Keep your voice down, my little darling, what wonderful thing have you made this time?"

His apprentice is now a celebrity in the Chinese Medicine Association.

I don't know who leaked the news, but they know that she was the one who developed that pill last time.

He was originally his apprentice, but every time he sat for less than two minutes, the rest of the Chinese Medicine Association would arrive, and even a few old guys who hadn't left the mountain for many years would come after hearing the news.

They always try to steal his apprentices.

It's pitiful for him; he already doesn't have much time to spend with his apprentice, and now he has to compete with those people for the apprentice.

It was truly a bittersweet experience.

Everyone felt that Master Fang had taken on a good apprentice.

In fact, only Old Master Fang knew that Su Ya's abilities had long surpassed his own; it was just that the girl didn't like to get involved or cause trouble, so she had always hidden her true strength.

Despite her young age, with her abilities, even if she were to become a senior member of the Chinese Medicine Association, no one would dare to oppose her.

For this reason, Mr. Fang protested to President Yan on several occasions, insisting that such a talented person be retained in the Chinese Medicine Association, but President Yan always objected.

His opinions were all rejected.

"It's nothing, just a little gadget. Eating it can prolong your life, but it doesn't cure any diseases."

After Su Ya finished speaking, she took out the pills she had recently developed from her bag and, as before, casually put them in a transparent glass bottle.

Every time Old Fang saw Su Ya packing things like that, he felt it was a waste of resources. Only she in the world would put such precious pills in any glass bottle.

Old Fang carefully took the pills.

They were afraid that something might happen to the pills.

Every time Su Ya delivers a pill, it's the result of Fang Lao's personal testing. He would never let anyone else handle it. The main thing is that the things this guy takes out are never ordinary.

"How pure is it this time?"

"There were some setbacks during the refining process, and it took several attempts to barely reach over 90%."

Su Ya said somewhat dejectedly.

In her opinion, any pill with a purity of less than 95% was a failure. But this time, for some reason, after several trials, the purity could only reach a maximum of 90%.

Upon hearing this, Old Fang gasped. This was the difference between a genius and an ordinary person.

However, Su Ya was not human to him at all. Even Yan Lao's son, Yan Wencheng, was considered a genius, and Zheng Xiaohu, who was exceptionally admitted to the Chinese Medicine Association this year, could only make pills with a purity of over 85%, which was already extremely rare. Yet this inhuman person made pills with a purity of over 90%, and still felt somewhat unsuccessful.

If those old men underground found out, they'd jump out of their coffins and argue with her until they knew everything.

After finishing their business, Su Ya was about to slip away when she heard Old Fang say something.

"I recently tried to make pills using the methods you gave me, but for some reason they only reach 70%. Could you take a look and show me the process so I can see which step went wrong?"

Here it comes again.

I knew that every time he came to the Chinese Medicine Association, Old Fang would always look for her.

Before Suya could answer.

Suddenly, the door to Mr. Fang's office was pushed open.

There were more than a dozen people standing densely packed outside the door, all of them with gray hair, and they were all veteran figures of the Chinese Medicine Association.

It seems that these apprentices knew Su Ya had arrived and went to inform their master.

Old Fang was also frightened by the scene outside the door.

These people, who are thousands of years old in total, don't usually come to the association. But whenever they know Su Ya is coming to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, they run faster than rabbits, full of energy. Su Ya, his apprentice, has only been here for about ten minutes, and all of them have arrived at once.

Old Fang was somewhat displeased: "Why are you here again?"

"I was taking a walk, and I just ended up here."

One of the old men said.

"I've been missing the food at our TCM Association's canteen, so I suddenly had a urge to come and have a bite. Mr. Fang, would you like to come with me?"

"That's what another old man said."

“My apprentice is researching the classics of medicine. I was worried about making things difficult for him, so I came here.”

A teacher who worries about his apprentice's hard work, so he comes to find his apprentice, is such a lie that even Master Fang can't bear to look at it.

The others are even worse, with all sorts of fabricated stories.

Old Fang watched as they lied without batting an eye, treating others like fools.

They're just a bunch of scammers.

Old Fang cursed inwardly, but since they were family, he was too embarrassed to expose them to their faces.

"Have you finished your business?"

"No, there are a few herbs in the medicine manual my apprentice brought that I don't recognize. I wonder if Vice President Su has seen them before? Could you take a look for me?"

"No, my apprentice is very busy and doesn't have time to read your lousy medicine manual."

Old Fang quickly refused.

There's no such thing as a "medicinal classic." If such a significant matter existed, how could his apprentice be left to figure it out alone? According to the requirements of their Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, it would definitely be presented first to verify its authenticity before proceeding. This is clearly a lie to his apprentice.

"Master Fang, that's not right of you. Your apprentice hasn't even said anything yet, and you've already refused. Is that how you act as a teacher? How can someone who is supposed to be a role model behave like this?"

The old man who suggested that Su Ya read the medicine book criticized her.

"I'm talking about what my apprentice said. She's very busy and doesn't have time. Not only does she not have time now, but she won't have time in the future either. You should leave now."

After saying that, Old Fang ran over and closed the door.

Unexpectedly, the door opened again as soon as it was closed.

Old Fang found it strange; the door was fine this morning.

Then Mr. Fang saw that each of the old men outside the door had a key in their hand, and those keys looked very familiar.

Then one of the old men said, "Strange, isn't this my office key? How can it open your door?"

To convince Mr. Fang, the old man closed the door, inserted the key into the lock, and gently turned it, opening the door.

Old Fang is about to vomit blood.

These shameless old men secretly made copies of their office keys sometime ago. What's even more shameless is that it seems like each of them has one, as if they're afraid he'll find out who the culprit is.

"You're all so old, don't you think it's shameless to do something like this?"

"What do you mean, toothless? Oh, you mean our teeth? We're so old, we've lost most of our teeth long ago, so of course we're toothless. Don't you agree?"

"Yes, yes, we are all toothless."

The dozen or so old men behind them echoed this sentiment.

Looking at the people speaking, with their perfectly white teeth, Old Fang almost spat out a mouthful of blood. How could he possibly know these scoundrels?

"Speak, what exactly do you want here? After going through all this trouble, do you really think I don't know what your purpose is?"