Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Old Mr. Pei was one of the best Chinese physicians in the country and a descendant of an important family with a deep history. The number of people who wanted to be his students could fill the streets. Why should he need a master?

Although Huo Yao was well-versed in Chinese medicine, it seemed unbelievable that someone with Old Mr. Pei’s reputation would want to be her student.

Old Mr. Yi looked at Huo Yao quietly for a while before he asked softly. “You know Chinese medicine.”

He spoke with certainty.

Huo Yao did not bat an eyelid. “Yes… only a little.”

Old Mr. Yi gave an expressionless laugh.

If Huo Yao was just a little talented in Chinese medicine, Old Mr. Pei would have done the same thing as Old Mr. Yi. He would have proposed to take her in as a student. He did not have to call her ‘Little Master Huo’.

After all, he was not the type to crack jokes like this.

No wonder Old Mr. Pei cast a strange look at Old Mr. Yi when he said that Huo Yao would make an excellent Chinese medicinal cuisine chef.

Old Mr. Pei must have been laughing at Old Mr. Yi because he knew something about Huo Yao.

Then again, considering how knowledgeable she was regarding Chinese medicine at such a young age, it made sense for her to be well versed in medicine.

Old Mr. Yi decided to stop thinking about it. He didn’t raise the issue about taking her in as a disciple and headed to the kitchen with his hands behind him.

It sounded absolutely mindboggling for Old Mr. Yi to take someone, whom Old Mr. Pei considered a master, as his disciple.

Huo Yao blinked at Old Mr. Yi somewhat quizzically. However, she quickly looked away and left the kitchen.

Old Mr. Pei had hung up the phone and looked worried. He glanced at Huo Yao when she walked past him and parted his lips before he swallowed his words and only ended up saying. “Little Master Huo, are you going back to the main hall?”

Huo Yao suddenly detected a look of worry on Old Mr. Pei’s face. But she did not probe him and merely nodded. “Uh huh.”

Since Old Mr. Pei had no business being in the kitchen, he put his phone away and smiled. “Let’s go back together.”

Huo Yao nodded.

After the two of them left, Old Mr. Yi asked his grandson while the latter cooked. “Lianfan, I have a question for you.”

Yi Lianfan was so startled by his grandfather’s kind voice that the spatula nearly slipped from his hand. “Go on.”

Old Mr. Yi coughed. He paused for two seconds before he said, “That thing about asking Huo Yao to be my disciple, have you…”

Yi Lianfan instantly knew what his grandfather was talking about and interrupted him mid-sentence. “I told her about it. Don’t worry. Since you asked, I mentioned it to her right away.”

Old Mr. Yi was about to ask if his grandson had gotten around to asking Huo Yao, but he swallowed his words.

In the past, his grandson was completely unenthusiastic when he was told to do something. Why did he suddenly become so obedient?

Old Mr. Yi waved his sleeve annoyingly and left.

The kind look on Old Mr. Yi’s face instantly disappeared, and he looked upset. Yi Lianfan was at a loss about the sudden change in his grandfather’s expression.

What had he done?

*

Huo Yao went back to the hall and returned to her seat.

Min Yu raised his brow and looked at her. “That was long.”

“I went to the kitchen.” Huo Yao picked up her teacup and finished its contents.

Min Yu nodded. He picked up the teapot with his slender hands and poured some more tea for her.

Huo Yao thanked him politely. Before the dinner started, she pulled out her phone, only to realise that there were two missed calls and a few text messages waiting for her.