Chapter 128 Visit

Upon hearing this, the man slumped his shoulders in disappointment, looking somewhat dejected. Then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up again.

"Did you make this pill yourself? Do you have the prescription? Do you sell the prescription?"

"Chu Han!"

A low warning sounded behind the two.

The man named Chu Han stiffened, a hint of unease flashing across his face.

"Master..."

Old Bai approached the two with a serious expression, looking at the man he had raised.

"Keep your ulterior motives to yourself; you'd better not pry into other people's business!"

After speaking, he looked at Gu Zuozuo, who was standing silently to the side.

"Hello, my name is Bai Cheng, and I am your personal physician. I practice traditional Chinese medicine. I've heard of you; you're very good!"

Gu Zuozuo bowed and performed a junior's greeting, her attitude respectful yet distant.

"Hello, I'm sorry, but the prescription is a family medical tradition and cannot be shared with outsiders. Without going into details, would you be willing to sell your life's treasure to someone else?"

Looking at his apprentice with his head drooping, Old Bai waved his hand and sighed.

"It's okay, he's just a drug addict, ignore him."

I know my own apprentice well; to say he has any bad intentions, I really don't.

He was interested in all unknown medicines. He once spent two years in the mountains for a few unknown herbs, but he eventually had to drag himself back.

The pills that Shi Mobai sent a while ago were so incredibly effective that he was tempted to study them. If I hadn't stopped him, he probably would have already chased after them to find out where they came from. Now that the real owner of the pills has shown up, how could he possibly resist?

He even suspects that if the current situation weren't so unstable, and traditional Chinese medicine hadn't been categorized as feudal dross, some practitioners would have been suppressed to the point of being unable to hold their heads high, and their families would have suffered as a result.

Perhaps having witnessed too many tragedies of families being torn apart and being afraid of implicating his own family, his apprentice might send himself into the Hundred Thousand Mountains for medicinal herbs and never want to come out again.

Gu Zuozuo nodded. If she hadn't failed to detect any malice towards her from the man, she wouldn't have been standing here so obediently.

"Even if I give you the prescription, it won't be of any use. You won't be able to find the medicinal materials or make any research results."

Upon hearing this, Chu Han became even more listless, her eyebrows drooping, and she silently walked to the side to process her emotions.

Old Bai awkwardly stroked his chest-length beard, glanced at the people surrounding the bed, and sighed.

"It's still because I'm not skilled enough."

Gu Zuozuo raised an eyebrow, pretending not to hear his self-deprecating humor, glanced at the crowd still gathered around the hospital bed, and turned to leave.

The old man's beard twitched, and he almost plucked out a few hairs.

Why isn't this girl responding to him? How can he openly propose exchanging medical skills then?

Why haven't you left yet?

The sudden question made Si Jue raise her head resentfully.

Aren't you going to apologize to me?

Gu Zuozuo looked completely bewildered.

Why should I apologize?

Did she do something wrong?

Si Jue seemed like a virtuous woman who had been defiled; her eyes and brows were full of drama.

"You knocked me unconscious..."

"Why would I keep you alive if I didn't hit you? You should have said so earlier, otherwise I definitely wouldn't have touched you."

Si Jue paused, his expression incredibly complex for a moment.

This one sentence completely revealed all of his gentleness.

This woman's straightforwardness is almost despair-inducing.