Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 1213 Actually nothing

Wang Lao thought about it, and then said to his assistant, "You can call He Shu now and ask him to come to me."

"OK."

Half a minute later, the assistant looked at Mr. Wang and whispered, "Master He said that tomorrow is the assessment, and it is not suitable to come to see you at this time, so I won't come."

When Wang Lao heard this, he didn't know whether he should be relieved that he had such a strong principled apprentice, or should he be speechless for his rigid character.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about him." Wang Lao waved his hand.

Anyway, stupid apprentices are used to it at this time of the annual assessment.

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Here, He Shu hung up the phone, looked at the black and charred medicinal residue in the medicine stove, and raised his hand to grab a handful of messy hair.

Then, for the tenth time today, I poured the dregs into the trash can beside my feet.

After cleaning the medicine stove, He Shu was about to try again, only to find that the medicinal materials on the table were running out. He pressed his eyebrows and walked out of the pharmacy.

After a while, he went to the warehouse and gave the list of medicinal materials he needed to the person in charge of the warehouse.

He was standing in the room waiting, his sunken eyes were still red, his chin was full of stubble, and his sloppy appearance was obviously that he hadn't had a good rest in recent days.

He Shu's mind was full of thoughts about refining medicine at this time, his eyes were downcast, he didn't have much focus, and he didn't notice anyone coming in at the door.

The person who came in was Fu Cheng, with Pei Rong by his side.

Fu Cheng didn't expect to meet He Shu, he glanced at He Shu, saw his sloppy appearance, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and it was rare to take the initiative to say hello, "What a coincidence, Master He, you also come to get the herbs. "

It took a minute for He Shu to raise his head, and there was another look on his rough face, "Ah, Master Fu, Master Pei, when did you come here?"

Fu Cheng: "..."

Pei Rong glanced at Fu Cheng, whose face was a little dark. He knew that he had never been very happy with He Shu. He coughed, and smiled and took the initiative to round up the field, "Just now, Master He may have been too focused on things and didn't notice it."

He Shu nodded, "I'm thinking about something."

Fu Cheng listened to He Shu's perfunctory words, and was disdainful in his heart. He didn't show it on his face. He just said casually, "Master He should be ready for tomorrow's assessment."

He Shu didn't look at Fu Cheng, and replied, "It's okay", but he was thinking about going back and trying to adjust the order and quantity of the prescriptions.

What Fu Cheng disliked most was He Shu's arrogant attitude.

As if he was the most powerful in the entire association.

If it weren't for a president and a master, it would actually be nothing.

Tomorrow, he must step on He Shu's pride and let everyone see who is the real genius.

Fu Cheng retracted his gaze and did not speak again.

Soon, the library manager picked up all the medicinal materials needed by Heshu and handed them over to him.

He Shu took something, just nodded to Fu Cheng and Pei Rong, and hurried away.

As soon as they left, Pei Rong gave the list of his medicinal materials to the library manager, and said to Fu Cheng: "I heard that He Shu seems to have encountered a bottleneck during this period of time, and it has been a long time since he has made a decent S-grade medicine. already."

Although S-rank medicines are too difficult to refine, for someone like He Shu, who has long been a senior pharmacist, if they can't refine them, it can only mean that their technical level is declining.

Fu Cheng was slightly surprised. He had been paying attention to the situation of the old man of the Song family all this time, and had no time to take care of other things. "Is that so? Shouldn't it be?"