Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Zhuo Yun quickly came over a couple of minutes later, holding a square box in his hands. He walked up to Min Yu and handed him the box. "I'm going to contact the person who provided the medicine later."

Min Yu nodded. He tilted his head sideways and glanced at the mirror as he said, "Keep me posted."

"Okay," acknowledged Zhuo Yun reverently.

Min Yu waved his hand and walked around the car. He opened the driver's seat door and got in.

Zhuo Yun wasted no time since he had a lot of things to handle after the auction, so he quickly went back.

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After getting into the car, Min Yu handed the box to Huo Yao.

Huo Yao looked at the box with her eyes glinting. She paused for a few seconds before taking it. "What's this?"

"The medicine." Min Yu put on the seat belt and turned to look at Huo Yao. "I have a feeling you need this."

Huo Yao looked straight into Min Yu's eyes. It felt as though he could see right through her. She went quiet briefly before veering her eyes. She turned to look at the square box and pursed her lips.

She could not let the medicine fall into the hands of an outsider.

Huo Yao quickly opened the box and took out the porcelain bottle. There were special markings at the bottom of the bottle. She proceeded to open the cap.

In an instant, the faint scent of Chinese herbs wafted from the bottle.

"If this medicine is used on a dying man, it will be able to keep the man alive for three more days, so it's certainly powerful. When a patient in critical condition takes the medicine, his terminal lucidity will last longer," explained Huo Yao.

Min Yu clearly looked astonished. "Is it that good?"

Huo Yao smiled as she put the cap back on. She sighed. "It's true."

The medicine was capable of giving the patient a second chance at life, so it was as good as bringing the dead back to life.

Patients in critical condition could use this extra time to do a lot of things. For people in elite families, even an hour more could mean a lot when it came down to division of inheritance and power.

After all, only the rich and powerful could afford to buy this medicine.

Min Yu could detect complicated emotions in Huo Yao's voice, so he automatically raised his head and looked at her.

She was an unrivaled Chinese physician and was able to refine long-lost ancient medicine.

Huo Yao failed to detect Min Yu looking at her. Se quickly placed the bottle back into the box and said, "I'm going to study this medicine when I get back."

Min Yu acknowledged softly. "You can do anything you want with it."

Huo Yao glanced sideways at Min Yu. She raised her brow and said, "If you give me the medicine, what are you going to say to your customer?"

"This is a powerful medicine, so it kind of makes sense if a thief came for it, don't you think?" replied Min Yu airily.

Huo Yao's face twitched nervously.

Why did he have such a problem with thieves?

Huo Yao shook her head and veered her eyes. She sat with her eyes lowered as she rubbed the box gently and did not continue speaking.

Huo Yao contemplated briefly before taking out her phone.

She sent Shangguan Yun a text message.

Before long, she heard back from Shangguan Yun.

Y: [Huihuan pills? I thought we didn't have those anymore. Why are you suddenly asking about it?]

Huo Yao tapped on the screen and replied: [I have one bottle in my possession now.]

Y: [How is that possible? You are the only person capable of making them. No one else in the clan can do it.]

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Huo Yao: [That's why I find it strange. Oh yes. What about Wei? Is he still there?]