Military Major's Divine Doctor Hot Wife

The shop assistant looked at Song Yue and asked tentatively, "little sister, who did you buy these medicines for?"

The visitor was a student, and he bought a lot of medicine. He didn't dare to take it lightly.

What if it's a child's mischief?

When the time comes, the parents will come. It's not nice to make a return.

Song Yue saw his worries: "I bought a bath, and I'm an adult."

"Buy a bath?" The shop assistant secretly shook his head, heart said that the children now can really mischief.

If you take a bath with herbs, you are not afraid of getting sick.

He took another look at Song Yue. The more he looked, the more astonished he felt. He couldn't help but remind him: "little sister, this medicine can't be used in a bath. It's better to find a reliable TCM prescription first, so as not to get sick."

"Our upstairs is the traditional Chinese medicine hall. There are several Chinese medicine practitioners sitting in the hall. They are all very powerful doctors. If you want to take a bath with herbal medicine, you can go up to consult."

Song Yue shook his head: "no, I've already asked someone to prescribe a prescription. Just grab the medicine."

Joke, can the traditional Chinese medicine here be more powerful than her?

It's not that she looks down on people. She grew up in a research institute. At the age of five, she began to work for researchers. At the age of ten, she had her own research laboratory.

By the time she was 15 years old, medicine was at the top.

That is to say, Jun Wuji, who has super wood power, can surpass her.

When she met song Yue by accident, she recognized the space and learned the medical classics, her medical skills went up to a new level.

Even if she changed a shell now, song Yue doesn't think that in this world, someone can surpass her in medicine.

Find other TCM prescriptions?

She can't afford to lose that face.

In the past few days, she had already checked that the level of traditional Chinese medicine in the world was in general.

Even if there is such a hermit, it must not be here.

Otherwise, the stairs would have collapsed.

When the assistant saw that she insisted, he couldn't persuade her any more. He just said, "that's OK. It's just that you need a lot of herbs, and they have to be packed separately. You have to go to the warehouse to pick them up, which will delay some time. "

"Never mind. I can afford to wait." Song Yue finished and sat down on the sofa beside him.

"Just a moment, please." The clerk gave a polite smile and went to the back with the list.

But instead of going directly to the warehouse, he went upstairs.

"Kowtow, kowtow."

"Come in."

The clerk pushed the door in, and inside was a room full of classical flavor.

A young man sat behind his desk, looking through a medical book.

He was wearing a white Tang suit. The material was a little like silk. It was soft and comfortable.

His hair is not as short as that of ordinary men, on the contrary, it is a little long, tied into a horsetail and hanging behind him.

At this time, he sat there quietly, his breath warm and moist, and his whole person was like a classical noble childe in a cartoon.

The shop assistant couldn't help feeling that his boss was so different!

No matter when, it's always so expensive.

If those crazy women see it, they can't wait to jump on it.

The man did not lift his head: "what's the matter?"

The shop assistant quickly calmed down and handed song Yue's list of medicinal materials to him: "here comes a high school girl who says she wants to buy these medicinal materials for bathing."

"I reminded her that it was better for her to come up and find a Chinese medicine prescription, but she refused, saying that it had already been prescribed."

"Boss, do you think it's going to be a problem? Don't these herbs spoil people? "

The man took the list and looked at it. His face changed slightly: "hmm?"