The manager looked unhappy after being interrupted. He glanced at Yu Chengde and forced a smile, saying, "Master Yu, we at Baicaolou have always followed rules when doing business. Didn't we come to tell you about this when it happened? In fact, the decision is still up to you. After all, you have already paid half of the money. As long as you pay the other half, the herb will be yours. However, the customer said he knew you and wanted to meet you to discuss it when he found out it was the herb you wanted."
Hearing this, Yu Chengde frowned and just said: "Please bring the elixir here. I'm in a hurry to go back." Obviously, he didn't want to see that person he knew.
This elixir was one of the important medicinal ingredients mentioned by Madam Ling. Even if the other party was someone he knew, he couldn't take the elixir from him, so there was no point in asking him whether to see it or not.
Upon seeing this, the steward responded and turned to get the medicine. However, when he came back with the medicine, an old man in a gray robe followed behind him.
"I didn't expect it would be so difficult for me to see you!" The old man walked in with an unhappy look on his face and looked at Yu Chengde in the room.
"Yang, Mr. Yang? Why are you here? Why are you here?" When Yu Chengde saw who it was, he was startled and quickly stood up and bowed to him.
The old man in front of him was none other than the famous doctor, Mr. Yang, who was renowned far and wide. He was not only a renowned physician, but also a medicine saint, enjoying a very high prestige in this continent.
Some time ago, he brought his family to seek medical treatment from him, but he didn't expect to see him here.
The old man walked in with his hands behind his back, glanced at the box that the steward had placed on the table, and said, "I heard that there was a Thousand Blood Red Heart Grass here, so I came here specially. I didn't expect to hear that this spiritual medicine has been bought by you."
"Yes, I happened to be one step faster than Mr. Yang, but my old father at home is waiting for this medicine to save his life. So, Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry, I can't give this elixir to you." Yu Chengde said apologetically.
It would be fine if it was anyone else, but this person was Old Yang, so even if he refused, he had to smile. After all, it would be better to offend a doctor who can save lives than anyone else.
Hearing his words, the old man frowned and said, "Your father? Who told you that your father needed to use the Thousand Blood Red Heart Grass in his condition? The Thousand Blood Red Heart Grass itself is poisonous, and ordinary people cannot refine its toxicity. If you take the unrefined Thousand Blood Red Heart Grass, it will be a fatal poison!"
The old man said, shaking his head and looking at him: "You are really reckless in order to save your father! If you give this Thousand Blood Red Heart Grass to your father, your father will be dead in less than half an incense stick of time!"
Hearing this, Yu Chengde was stunned for a moment and said, "This, this shouldn't be the case. Madam Ling who treated my father said that as long as I bring the things back, she can make my father wake up. She knows medical skills. If she said that, there must be a way."
Even so, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. If someone else said this, it would be fine, but it had to be Old Yang. Who is Old Yang? He is a person that all family heads have to show courtesy and smile to. A person like him would never say such a thing for a spiritual herb. However, Madam Ling doesn't look like someone who would mess around, so...