The pharmacist looked at the dozens of medicinal herbs on the counter and hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help asking:
"Um, pardon my curiosity, but what illness is this prescription meant to treat?"
"It's for strengthening the body," Feng Liyan said casually, with a somewhat perfunctory tone.
The pharmacist also noticed this and didn't ask further.
After all the herbs were packed up, Feng Liyan directly said to the man in white, "Pay up."
"Me?" The man in white pointed at himself, somewhat taken aback.
"Or did you think it was me?"
"But wasn't this bought for your cousin, why am I paying?"
The man in white wasn't being stingy, and he could easily go to Jun Moyan for reimbursement after paying. It's just that Feng Liyan ordering him to pay with such a matter-of-fact attitude felt a bit odd to him.
"I don't have any money," Feng Liyan said lightly.
As if he really didn't feel ashamed about having an empty pocket.
