However, Yan Wencheng quickly dismissed the idea. His father was almost sixty years old; he would never be interested in a young girl. Besides, he had seen pictures of his father and mother together—they were clearly a very loving old married couple.

So perhaps there's something about the little girl in front of him that her father should value?

It has to be said that Yan Wencheng almost got the truth right.

When he went downstairs to see the girl, he saw her quietly admiring the things hanging on the wall, and her serious expression made him feel very comfortable.

Many people come to the Chinese Medicine Association, but very few stop on the first floor to look at the things hanging on the walls.

Upon seeing the three newly lit incense sticks on the table, Yan Wencheng admired the girl even more.

Half an hour has almost passed.

Just then, Old Master Yan said, "Wencheng, go to the pharmacy and find these medicinal herbs for me." After saying that, Old Master Yan handed Yan Wencheng a piece of paper with more than a dozen kinds of medicinal herbs listed on it.

Yan Wencheng knew that his father had deliberately wanted to get rid of him.

It seems Suya and her parents really do have some secret, one they can't let her know.

However, as the vice president, he couldn't ignore what Elder Yan said.

As Master Yan has said, once you join the Chinese Medicine Association, there are only superiors and subordinates, not fathers and sons.

Yan Wencheng took the prescription, opened the door, and walked towards the pharmacy.

He just left.

Then I heard someone knocking on the door.

Before Old Master Yan could say anything, the person pushed the door open and came in.

However, the person who came this time was not the one who had taken the pills for testing earlier.

He was actually a senior member of the Chinese Medicine Association, Elder Fang.

Thanks to his good health, Mr. Fang has a youthful appearance despite his white hair. Although he is 70 years old, he walks with a vigorous and energetic gait.

This person was solely focused on researching the medicinal effects of herbs and had no interest in fame or fortune. When the association president was elected, he received the most votes, but chose to withdraw voluntarily and request to remain in the testing lab. He rarely appeared in public.

Even Elder Yan finds it difficult to see him.

Then I saw Old Yan and Old Fang greeting each other: "Old Fang, what brings you here?"

All that could be heard was Old Fang's booming voice, like the tolling of a bell, as he asked, "Where did you get these pills from?"

"What pills?"

Old Yan pretended not to know.

"It's the pill you just had Xiao Wang test.

However, Fang Lao didn't finish his sentence, and then he realized he had been too hasty. It seemed there was more than just Yan Lao in the room.

When Old Master Yan saw Old Master Fang pause, he knew what he was thinking. He didn't want to involve Su Ya either.

He coughed once, then spoke to Su Ya.

"Ya Ya, go wait in the meeting room next door for a while. I'll come find you later. I need to talk to Mr. Fang about a few things."

Suya wanted to leave as soon as she saw someone come in.

She didn't want anyone to know that she was the one who concocted the pills. To avoid future trouble.

They just couldn't find a good excuse.

Upon hearing what Elder Yan said, they quickly left.

He left the office.

The reception room is right next door.

Su Ya pushed open the door and found a seat.

When Yan Wencheng returned, he found the door to the reception room open. He had already given the prescription to the pharmacy, and they were preparing it. They would contact him to pick it up once it was ready.

Out of caution, he gently pushed open the door.

I saw Suya sitting inside; the girl was very quiet.

I don't know what he's thinking.

Yan Wencheng coughed, and the girl looked up.

Why did you come out?

Yan Wencheng asked.

"Uncle Yan, we had some guests just now, so I came out."

"Oh, then I'll go in later. By the way, would you like something to drink?"

"Bai Shui, thank you."

"Is room temperature okay?"

"Can."

Yan Wencheng placed a bottle of mineral water on the table for Su Ya, then made himself a cup of coffee. He had been studying traditional Chinese medicine materials all day and had barely slept a wink.

The meeting room was quiet.

Neither of them said a word.

Yan Lao's Office

"The tests are complete. We need to know how effective the medicine is and what level it can reach."

“Those pills are all S-grade, and their efficacy is very well preserved, even better than the pills you brought last time. Preliminary tests show that their efficacy can reach 95%.”

Upon hearing this, Old Master Yan was astonished to learn that the pills were of such high quality, and all of them were made by a seventeen-year-old girl. He was determined to bring this person to the Chinese Medicine Association.

Then I heard Old Fang ask, "Where did you get these pills? If it weren't for the strong smell I noticed when Little Wang was testing them, I wouldn't have known you'd gotten your hands on S-grade pills."

Old Master Yan was afraid that Old Master Fang would investigate further, which was why he didn't let him test the pills. He never expected that Old Master Fang would still find out.

"I don't know this person either. I got this information by chance."

I've known you for over forty years; I can tell if you're lying. You definitely know that person, but you're not comfortable saying so, right?

Seeing Old Fang's expression, Old Yan could only laugh and cry.

"I do know him, but I promised him I would keep it a secret. Besides, I haven't brought this person into the association yet."

"You haven't even brought someone like that to the association yet." After hearing this, Old Fang's voice suddenly rose two octaves. His voice was already as loud as a bell, and now it rose two octaves, making Old Yan's ears hurt.

"It hasn't even started yet, and I haven't even mentioned it, so I don't know if he'll even come."

"No way, there are people who don't want to come to our Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."

Old Fang couldn't help but think of the girl he had just seen, who had a pure and innocent appearance and stood there like a hermit.

To get into the Chinese Medicine Association, you have to come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. It's not easy for ordinary people to get in; the assessment is extremely strict, and only a handful of people pass the assessment each year.

"Could it be that girl from earlier?" Old Fang wondered to himself.

However, thinking about the girl's age again, I realized I was wrong. The youngest member of the Chinese Medicine Association is Master Yan's son, even though Master Yan has been passing on his medical skills since childhood.

They have over twenty years of experience; everyone in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association has at least twenty years of medical experience. But that girl is too young. She looks like she's not even twenty yet. How could she possibly concoct an S-grade medicine?

He's probably overthinking it.

"So you have to keep this a secret from me. Once I've convinced the person, I'll tell you first."

Old Master Yan said earnestly.

“That’s settled then. If this person is recruited by the Chinese Medicine Association, I will personally mentor him.”

Mr. Fang also replied.

Old Yan was taken aback. He knew that Master Fang rarely took on apprentices in the Chinese Medicine Association anymore. Even Xiao Wang, who was in charge of testing, was not Master Fang's apprentice. He only gave him occasional guidance. He never expected that Master Fang, who had not been out of the public eye for many years, would take the initiative to take on apprentices. Master Fang was a leading figure in Chinese medicine today.

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