It’s normal to have skills in Wangwang, right?

A Chinese medicine store in Yokohama Chinatown.

Mr. Song marked and sorted out the medicinal materials Liu Lingyin needed one by one.

He told Yang Wenyu, the apprentice who had just come back this morning because he had taken leave to go home, to check the medicine list again to make sure there were no omissions.

After Yang Wenyu got the medicine list, he looked at the medicinal materials one by one. He was quite puzzled. Who asked for such a variety of medicinal materials?

Although the amount of each item may vary, but taken together, it is really considerable.

After leaving the matters at hand to his apprentice, Mr. Song walked to the reception area aside.

At this time, sitting in the reception area was a man with a smooth and pure face, revealing his sharp-cut elegance; the deep black eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were filled with an enchanting brilliance; the thick sword-shaped eyebrows, The high nose, the beautiful lip shape, and the medium-length black and smooth hair all express nobility and elegance. This, this is not a human being, this is the Prince Charming in the fairy tale!

But at this time, Huang Shiyu, who was as charming as Prince Charming, no matter how charming he was, the person facing him was neither a mother nor a man who loves men, but Mr. Song who loves medicine.

This is like throwing the eyebrows of a beautiful woman to a blind man, being ignored directly!

As soon as Song Lao came to Huang Shiyu's side, he asked, "Shiyu boy! Did you find something good this time?"

As soon as Huang Shiyu raised his hand, the person accompanying him like a bodyguard held a simple wooden box in both hands and handed it to Mr. Song.

After Mr. Song carefully took it, he opened it gently. The medicinal aroma of the precious medicinal materials in the box instantly spread to the tip of Mr. Song's nose. Mr. Song quickly closed the box.

Although the box was closed, the medicinal aroma of the medicinal materials still lingered around it, and Mr. Song sniffed it again like an addict.

He couldn't hide the smile on his face, and couldn't help mumbling: "This is the best medicinal material! Fortunately, the box it is packed in is of high quality and the medicinal properties are kept intact. Otherwise, if the medicinal properties were lost, I would be heartbroken!"

Huang Shiyu had his usual gentle face on his face and asked with a smile on his face: "As long as Mr. Song is satisfied, it's just that I don't know if the ingredients for the prescription that Mr. Song mentioned before and today's are complete. "

Song Lao nodded fiercely: "It's complete, it's complete!"

"That mother's medicine?"

"Alas! Shigure boy! I, Old Song, won't lie to you. With your mother's body, even if the medicine I made is used on her, it probably won't achieve the effect I want." Old Song said in a helpless tone.

Huang Shiyu did not worry, but continued to ask: "How did you say this?"

He heard what Mr. Song meant, and there were other possibilities.

Mr. Song said in a hoarse tone: "Although the medicine I made can help your mother recover, she cannot live like ordinary people. Her body will still be weak in the future."

Huang Shiyu lowered his eyes slightly: "This is already good! Although the body will be weak, at least my mother will no longer have to live a life of torment by illness."

He also hopes that his mother can recover and live a healthy life, but...

"But as long as your mother finds a pharmaceutical expert and asks him to help make medicine for your mother, maybe she won't be weak!"

After hearing Mr. Song's words, Huang Shiyu's expression was suddenly surprised, but disappeared again in an instant.

Pharmaceutical experts are not easy to find.

Suddenly he suddenly thought of that little girl, how could he forget her.

Huang Shiyu raised his head and looked into Mr. Song's eyes and asked, "What do you think would happen if Liu Lingyin made the medicine?"

After Mr. Song pondered for a moment, he said sincerely: "The little girl's pharmaceutical theory is far better than mine, but I don't know about the actual operation. However, I tasted the throat lozenges she gave me last time and the effect was good. But The success rate and efficacy of this high-level medicine are unknown."

Mr. Song continued: "I talked to her on the phone at noon. She will come over after school today. Why don't you leave in a hurry and wait until she comes over to ask. I have been chatting with her on the phone for the past two days to ask questions and found out that The little girl is not difficult to get along with, please ask for a better success rate!"

"Well! Then I'll stay and wait for her to come!"

Mr. Song nodded and left. He saw someone limping in with help, and he had to go over and take a look.

After Huang Shiyu watched Mr. Song leave, he raised his hand to signal his subordinates to come over. He asked his subordinates to bring over some more urgent documents that needed to be processed. While he was waiting for people here, he could work on the way so that it would not be a waste of time.

At this time, Liu Lingyin was still dragging her hand-pulled cart on the way to Chinatown!

Fortunately, it was not the peak period for office workers to get off work. Liu Lingyin was leisurely wearing headphones and listening to the music on her mobile phone. As the tram swayed, her body also swayed, which was very comfortable.