Regardless of whether Mu Jiuchen was present or not, Jiang Nuan still needed to perform acupuncture on the old madam.
It was only then that she had the chance to carefully examine the old madam on the sickbed.
Having not seen the sun for a long time, her skin was very fair, and the age spots were also clear but faint. Judging from the old lady's three-dimensional facial features, she must have been a great beauty in her youth.
She closed her eyes slightly. When she opened them again, her mind was as still as water. Her clear eyes held a faint glow, as if she could clearly see every speck of dust around her. She could clearly sense the location of the old madam's tumor, and her needling was both fast and accurate.
Mu Jiuchen watched her flowing movements from the side, his gaze never wavering. Finally, he narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile on his lips deepening.
Meanwhile, in the He family's main hall, Lin Su and Yan Xin were growing increasingly anxious as they waited, yet there was still no news.
The butler, performing his duties diligently, entertained the guests. Yan Xin inquired about the situation, and he politely replied with a smile, "We don't know yet."
Unable to get any information, Lin Su and Yan Xin resorted to constantly slandering Jiang Nuan online, calling her an ungrateful wretch.
Red Lin Hall!
The decor was very ordinary, with a rocking chair placed by the door. The seat cushion had become shiny from use, and the owner had no intention of washing it.
He Mingrun strode in with an imposing presence. He scanned the pharmacy, wondering what good medicine could be found in such an inconspicuous place.
He stopped in front of an old man.
The old man was bald and wore sunglasses. Seeing the distinguished attire of He Mingrun, he pushed his sunglasses up with his index finger.
*Here comes a big fish to be fleeced!*
He tilted his head and looked at He Mingrun, "Picking up medicine?"
He Mingrun replied, "Yes!"
"Prescription."
He Mingrun handed it over with both hands.
Upon seeing it, the old man snatched off his sunglasses and looked at him excitedly, "Where is she?"
He Mingrun looked at him confusedly, "Who?"
"The one who wrote the prescription," the old man said excitedly, spitting as he spoke.
He Mingrun couldn't help but take a step back.
"Why are you looking for her?"
The old man excitedly grabbed He Mingrun's arm, "She is my master! I haven't seen her for six years. Please, do me a favor and let me see her!"
He Mingrun froze, his pupils contracting slightly. So, this matter was...
He found it a little hard to believe that Jiang Nuan was the master of the old man before him.
"She... she is very busy now and urgently needs the medicinal ingredients on this prescription. They must all be gathered by tonight."
This old man was a bit eccentric. He decided to explain the situation first. He observed carefully; this old man would surely value his master's orders.
"Okay, okay, let me see." The old man began to examine the prescription seriously.
He Mingrun breathed a sigh of relief. His calm and composed gaze fell upon the prescription. He had looked at it many times on the way, but he couldn't understand a single word.
"Tu Man Hua, Ya Gu Zi, Bai Ling Cao. Hmm, I don't have Shen Lao here."
The old man looked at He Mingrun, "You're finished."
He Mingrun: "..."
"I don't have this medicine here."
"Where can I find it?" He Mingrun, understanding the urgency, became anxious as well.
His grandmother's illness could not be delayed any longer.
The old man looked at him with admiration, "I don't know. Go ask my master. She is a god!"
He Mingrun's gaze turned somewhat unfocused, then shifted to surprise as he looked at the old man.
"Old man, are you sure you're clear?" He Mingrun pointed to his head.
The old man blinked, "Are you saying my head is malfunctioning?"
He Mingrun thought to himself, *So you finally realized the problem.*
However, he didn't dare to say that. He was his benefactor now. "Old grandfather..."
"I'm very old...?" The old man squinted at him. Although he looked like a bright lightbulb, he was definitely not old.
"Uncle."
The old man glared at him quickly.
"Big brother."
"Hmm, I know where to find Shen Lao."
He Mingrun replied, "Then calling me big brother was worth it."