After scanning, he quickly put the pills back into the porcelain bottle to prevent the medicinal properties from being lost.

Then he stuck out his tongue, licked the brush, and smacked his lips as if he was tasting medicine.

"Hmm? This medicine..." Wang Hexian's body suddenly shook, his eyes became extremely eager, and he suddenly looked at Shen Yizhi: "Did you send this medicine?"

"That's right." Shen Yizi nodded.

"This medicine is a healing medicine. As long as there is a breath of air, it can lock up the vitality in the human body. Am I right?"

Shen Yizhi couldn't help but be surprised. How could he understand the medicinal properties so clearly just by tasting that little bit of medicinal powder? She subconsciously looked at Zhou Caifeng beside her. Did the maid he just sent tell him what she said? Wang Hexian glared at him, "Right is right, wrong is wrong, why are you looking at him? Do you think he told me the medicinal properties in advance?"

Then he became proud again, "But seeing you like this, I guess I was right."

He went on to identify another pill.

After the last three pills were identified, Wang Hexian said solemnly: "These three pills can all be rated as top-grade."

The treasures in Tianbao Pavilion are divided into six grades: low grade, medium grade, high grade, rare grade, top grade, and supreme grade.

To be listed as a rare treasure is already a rare treasure in the world, let alone a top-quality one? As for the supreme items, they are all things that exist in legends and will not appear in the world easily.

After hearing Wang Hexian's evaluation, Zhou Caifeng hissed softly. It seemed that these pills were even rarer than he thought.

Wang Hexian rubbed his hands and looked at Shen Yizhi in a flattering manner, "I don't know your last name, young lady?"

"My last name is Shen, Shen Yizhi."

"Oh, it's Miss Shen. I have a favor to ask..."

"You say."

"Can you introduce me to your master?" Wang Hexian looked at her with burning eyes.

"My master?" Shen Yizhi looked a little strange.

"Yes, your master can make such a miraculous pill. He must be the best in the field of medicine. I admire him very much and would like to ask your master for advice."

In Wang Hexian's opinion, although these pills were brought by Shen Yizhi, they could not have been made by her. After all, she looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. How could she make such a magical medicine at such a young age? Shen Yizhi was a little amused, and then he thought that if he put the person who made the medicine on her so-called master's head, it would be a good idea. On the one hand, it could reduce other people's attention to herself. On the other hand, with a mysterious master standing behind her, no one would dare to touch her easily.

I simply admitted it, "Master doesn't like to interact with people, otherwise he wouldn't have sent me to sell medicine."

Seeing the light in Wang Hexian's eyes dim, she felt a little reluctant and added, "However, if you have any questions, I can ask for you. Anyway, Master will often answer my questions for me."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much. I will sort out the doubts I have and bring them to you. Don't leave yet."

Wang Hexian ran away in a hurry, and when he reached the door, he turned back and reminded her worriedly.

Shen Yizhi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

Zhou Caifeng shook his head and laughed, "This Mr. Wang is just a drug addict. Miss Shen, don't bother with him."

After learning that Shen Yizhi had a master who was very skilled in making medicine, Zhou Caifeng's attitude towards her became much more respectful.

Shen Yizi didn't care, after all, the other party had never neglected her before.

If Zhou Caifeng was arrogant at first and respectful later, she might still be unhappy, but he just did his job impartially first and was respectful later, so there was nothing to worry about.

Zhou Caifeng said, "I wonder if Miss Shen is willing to sell these three pills directly to our Treasure Pavilion? Don't worry, we at Treasure Pavilion will never let you suffer a loss in terms of price. Moreover, if you sell it directly to us, there is no need to deduct the handling fee."

Shen Yizhi smiled, "Do you think my master is someone who is short of that little bit of handling fee? The reason why my master asked me to sell medicine is to make his name as a medical magician famous."

Zhou Caifeng's expression changed slightly, "Your master is a medical demon?"

"You know?" Shen Yizi was a little confused. She was just using the name from her previous life. Wouldn't it be the same name as someone here?

If that was the case, wouldn't the doctor demon here come to trouble her? "The name of the doctor demon is well-known in the martial arts world. How could I not know him? Unfortunately, he is too mysterious. We don't even know whether he is a man or a woman, old or young. He wears a mask every time he appears, and his voice is also changeable, making it difficult to figure out his background. Unfortunately, he suddenly disappeared three years ago and has never appeared again."

Shen Yizi was a little frightened when he heard this. There really is a medical demon!

And why does that style of doing things sound so familiar? It seems like something she could do.

What’s even more strange is that at this sensitive time three years ago…

The original owner also drifted to Lijiazhuang three years ago, and also knew some medical skills. Could it be that -

The original owner was the medical demon?

That's not right. Why did the original owner call himself "Medical Demon"? Is it a coincidence?

She didn't wear it at that time.

Shen Yizi was overwhelmed by this mess.

"Miss Shen? Miss Shen?" Zhou Caifeng saw her staring at a certain place in a daze and couldn't help but call her repeatedly.

"Oh, sorry, Shopkeeper Zhou, I suddenly thought of something."

"It's okay. Since you want to auction it, let me tell you the rules of our Tianbao Pavilion auction."

After coming out of Tianbao Pavilion, Shen Yizhi was still thinking about the medical demon that Manager Zhou mentioned.

As a result, he almost hit someone.

"Hey! Did you do this on purpose? The gate is so spacious, why did you have to bump into our young master?"

A coquettish shout was heard.

Shen Yizhi looked up and found two familiar faces standing in front of him.

No, to be precise, it's one sitting and one standing.

Isn't the one sitting the young master I met last time when I came back from Yunchan Temple? The one standing is his maid.

Last time he pushed her without any reason and looked down on her, and this time he scolded her again.

Shen Yizi narrowed her eyes dangerously. She had ignored her before because she was magnanimous and didn't want to argue with the little girl. But she provoked her again and again, so she couldn't blame her.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a touch of powder fell silently onto the maid.

Shen Yizhi didn't look at her either, but looked directly at the man in the wheelchair, "We meet again, what a coincidence. I didn't ask you your name last time."

He Buji smiled peacefully, "My last name is He, and my given name is Buji."