Xie Li was not used to being touched by others and was startled by the other person's sudden action.

"Don't move!" someone shouted at her from the side; it was a young man who looked like an assistant.

"This is Pharmacist Chen. Miss specially invited him to treat you."

Xie Li couldn't help but frown, feeling that there was something wrong with the assistant's eyes, as if he was about to stab her.

She wasn't in a good mood either, so she held back and asked, "Is it okay now?"

Does taking a pulse take this long? Or are city people all this meticulous when taking a pulse?

The middle-aged man was wearing a white Chinese-style gown made of expensive material. He had a gentle and refined demeanor, and was surrounded by the fragrance of herbs, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance.

Since the Xie family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, it is not surprising that they have produced a few pharmacists.

The young assistant, seeing her impatience, was practically fuming: "Do you know who Pharmacist Chen is? He became a junior-level advanced pharmacist at the age of twenty, and now he's even more..."

"Wu Jiang!" the middle-aged man shouted, "That's enough."

He released Xie Li's hand, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "You suffered very severe burns before, but since you have already taken the intermediate-level muscle-regenerating pill and recovered very well, there is no need to prescribe any special medicine."

Regardless, this person was treating his illness, so Xie Li politely thanked him and then calmly turned and left.

The young assistant was immediately furious: "What kind of attitude is that! You personally took her pulse, and all she did was say thank you..."

"Otherwise what?" the middle-aged man said calmly. "She's just a girl from the countryside. Why bother telling her so much? Do you think she can understand?"

Wu Jiang thought about it and realized that it made sense. Coming from the countryside, if he hadn't been brought back by the Xie family, he probably would never have gotten close to traditional Chinese medicine in his life, and he would never have understood what it meant to take the junior pharmacist exam at the age of 24.

Don't let him talk until his throat is dry, only to be mistaken by people as one of those barefoot doctors from the mountains.

"Then her injuries..." After all, the young lady came to Pharmacist Chen for help because of Xie Li's burns.

According to Xie Shiyou's description, the burns must be very serious, but Xie Li doesn't seem to be in any condition.

The middle-aged man's expression became more serious: "Her body has recovered very well. She must have taken that intermediate-level muscle-regenerating pill. She's fine now."

Wu Jiang said with no small amount of envy, "She's really lucky. The young lady went through so much trouble to get that intermediate-level muscle-regenerating pill, and she just ate it all in one bite..."

"But then again, it's a mid-level pill after all, it works so quickly..."

The middle-aged man was stunned upon hearing this. To be honest, the intermediate-level muscle-regenerating pill that the young lady had given him didn't seem to have such a powerful effect.

However, this was the first time he had seen a mid-level pill, so it was difficult for him to make any judgments.

But those black pills in that porcelain bottle...

After Wu Jiang finished rambling, he noticed that the middle-aged man's gaze was still fixed on the villa's front gate, and couldn't help but ask, "Pharmacist Chen, is Madam home? Should we go up and say hello?"

The middle-aged man snapped out of his daze and said, "No need."

He walked outside with a calm expression and his hands behind his back.

If it belongs to Miss Xie Li, then he's probably overthinking it.

How could a little girl from the countryside produce intermediate-level pills, and even a whole bottle of them?

When intermediate-level pills are as common as cabbage, you can find them anywhere.

As for the refreshing medicinal fragrance, it was probably just the lingering scent from when Miss Xie Li touched the young lady's intermediate-level muscle-regenerating pill.

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Inside Madam Xie's room.

"Pharmacist Chen is here?" Upon hearing this, Ding Huizhu stood up abruptly.