Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Old Mr. Pei raised his head to look at Huo Yao somewhat apologetically. “Little Master Huo, I’m so sorry…”

Huo Yao looked at him calmly as she interrupted him. “Don’t bother. His reaction was understandable.”

Old Mr. Pei felt even more embarrassed. He sighed before he said, “The patient has a high status and is suffering from an unusual illness. Although Rong is from the Apothecaries’ Association and is more highly skilled in medicine than Feng, I highly doubt that he can handle it.”

That was the reason that Old Mr. Pei had invited Huo Yao to examine the patient before Pei Rong even arrived home to see him.

Not only was Pei Rong not as well-versed in medicine as Huo Yao, but the patient had a high status. If anything went awry, the Pei family would land into deep trouble.

Huo Yao looked at Old Mr. Pei and raised her brows slightly before she said, “My consultation fees are very high.”

Old Mr. Pei immediately realized that Huo Yao did not take what Lin Shuwen said to her heart. He instantly said, “Don’t worry about the fees. Secretary… Mr. Lin can afford it.”

Huo Yao nodded. If they were willing to pay, she was fine with treating the patient.

Old Mr. Pei contemplated before he added. “Let me tell you about his symptoms first.”

“Uh huh,” acknowledged Huo Yao.

Pei Feng happened to walk in with Old Mr. Pei’s eldest son, Pei Rong at that moment.

Old Mr. Pei was about to speak but stopped to smile at Pei Rong.

He introduced him to Huo Yao when his son came over to him. “This is my eldest boy, Pei Rong.”

Huo Yao raised her head slowly to look at Pei Rong. He was in his forties. Even though there was barely any expression on his face, the pride on his face was evident.

People like him tended to be arrogant.

Pei Rong’s eyes landed on Huo Yao at the same time when she scrutinised him. The moment he arrived home, his younger brother had told him about this young woman.

Pei Feng had told him about how their father made the mistake of treating a teenager as a VIP and wanting her to help treat an important patient.

Pei Rong veered his eyes to look at his father and nodded. “Dad, I’m back.”

Old Mr. Pei nodded. “Uh huh. Thanks for coming back to help. Oh yes. This is Little Master Huo. She’s an apothecary too.”

“Hi,” said Pei Rong without saying much.

He did not take it seriously when his father said she was an apothecary. Instead, he looked into the living room and said solemnly, “Let’s talk inside.”

He strode into the house with his straight back and confident strides. He gave off the aura of the future clan head.

Pei Feng glanced at his father and Huo Yao without saying a word before he followed behind Pei Rong.

Old Mr. Pei gestured for Huo Yao to enter.

Huo Yao went back into the living room and sat down on a chair with her hands on the armrest and looked utterly laid-back.

The butler noticed the look Old Mr. Pei gave him and stood beside Huo Yao to serve tea courteously.

Lin Shuwen was somewhat excited to see Pei Rong and seemed as though his savior was here. His attitude towards Pei Rong was poles apart from how he treated Huo Yao.

“Young Master Pei, thank you for taking the trouble to come back.”

Members of the Apothecaries’ Association were highly revered. Also, Pei Rong was an intermediate apothecary, so even powerful politicians like Lin Shuwen would put away their usual airs.