1232: He Doesn’t Need It

He Doesn’t Need It

Fu Cheng felt very annoyed. If not for the pain on his wrist, he might have thought that he was imagining things when Fu Ya grabbed him by the wrist. He inhaled deeply and said in a cold tone, "Why are you asking me? How would I know?"2

Fu Ya turned to leave on hearing this. She did not enter the building. Instead, she walked out of the association.

She should have known better. Even if she had rushed over, she might not get to meet Huo Yao in person.

Fu Ya sighed sadly.

Fu Cheng watched from behind as his cousin left the association. Even though he was very annoyed by her, he did not run after her.

**

Meanwhile, inside the restaurant's private room.

Chairman Wang said to Min Yu, "I haven't seen you in a year. How's your health doing?"

"Hmm," acknowledged Min Yu as he poured tea for Huo Yao. He replied after a moment. "Thank you for your concern, Chairman Wang. I'm much better now."

Chairman Wang was caught by surprise. He glanced at Huo Yao and instantly knew what Min Yu meant.

Huo Yao was an unrivaled physician and Chairman Wang had witnessed the miracles she could perform first hand.

Chairman Wang smiled and said, "Well, I am glad you are fine now. I feel bad about being unable to treat your condition."

Huo Yao was replying to her text messages: [Sure. I don't mind meeting.]

Since Fu Ya was unable to meet Huo Yao at the Apothecaries' Association, Fu Ya texted Huo Yao about catching up in person.

Huo Yao sent out a text message as Chairman Wang talked about a prescription. After Huo Yao put her phone away, she raised her head and looked at Chairman Wang. "Sorry. What prescription were you talking about?"

"I was talking about Young Master Min's prescription," replied Chairman Wang.

Huo Yao tilted her head slightly as she looked at Min Yu with her eyes narrowed thinking about whether he needed more treatment.

Min Yu leaned into the seat backrest lazily. When Huo Yao looked over, he raised his brow slightly. His face looked gorgeous under the chandelier. Huo Yao had placed her hand on his knee under the table. He held her hand and grazed her palm gently with his finger tips.

Huo Yao's cheek twitched. She veered her eyes and said to Chairman Wang, "He doesn't need it anymore."

She had already performed acupuncture on him. If he did not get into any fights or overexert himself, he would not suffer a relapse.

Chairman Wang nodded without continuing with the subject.

Before long, the waiter served the food.

Halfway through dinner, Chairman Wang received a call. He left the room to answer it. When he came back, he clearly seemed preoccupied.

Huo Yao glanced at him and said, "Do you have to go somewhere? It's fine if you have to leave."

Chairman Wang simply laughed. He picked up his chopsticks. "Something went wrong with some Chinese herbs intended for export. It can wait."

Huo Yao did not keep probing. She lowered her head and continued eating.

The three of them quickly finished dinner.

*

Chairman Wang waited for Huo Yao and Min Yu to get into the car before he got into the assistant's car. He said solemnly, "I recall the herbs were in storage. How could something go wrong?"

The assistant came back to the association after sending Mi Wei to the airport. Ever since he got back, he had been trying to handle the problem. He shook his head and replied. "The warehouse person said that it was a fire."

Chairman Wang frowned. "It's rainy season in City Huai in May and June. The chances of the place encountering a fire are almost non existent. Investigate the matter. Find out who the culprit is."

"I have already sent people to investigate the matter. Three quarters of the herb was lost in the fire. We need to hand over the goods in two days. It is impossible for us to make up the difference in two days," said the assistant worriedly.

Nothing like this had happened in the association before.

Chairman Wang went quiet for a couple of minutes before he asked. "Do we still have any stock of the herb then?"

"Yes, we do. Not a lot though. It isn't enough to make up the difference," replied his assistant.

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