Love's Perfect Match

The man understood her thoughts at once when he saw her hesitating, and he hit the roof. “Do you think I am that kind of person?!”

At that, Elspeth chuckled awkwardly while musing, Haven’t your words just now proven whether you’re that kind of guy?

But of course, she dared not say it upfront, seeing how livid the man was. So, she cleared her throat. “Of course not.”

Finally, the man hmphed with content, then led Elspeth into the massive dispensary. With that, the young woman swept her gaze across the place, wondering, “This place is massive. They should have what I’m looking for, right?”

“Alright, dispense a prescription for typhoid fever.” At that, the man checked his watch, and as the minute hand arrived on the fifteenth minute, he said, “You have half an hour.”

“Thirty’s a little long. Let’s do ten minutes.” Elspeth was aware that he wasn’t putting her in a tight spot at all, but she didn’t want to waste too much time doing boring stuff like this, either.

As a result, the man widened his eyes with incredulity. “The thirty minutes includes the time for you to find the herbs and distinguish them. But you want to shorten it to ten? Don’t tell me you want to tank now before even starting?”

Tank… That’s pretty fresh slang. Elspeth genuinely didn’t think she’d find someone who’d know the term on the other side of the world.

“I really don’t need thirty minutes. That’s too long.”

“Since you’re so confident, I won’t say no, then.” The man nodded with peace of mind at that. “Very well. Ten minutes it is. I’ll inspect your findings later.”

“I want medicine that will give the best result. Don’t go around thinking you can fool me with a common prescription,” he added, worried she’d be somewhat lofty.

Common? Sonny would probably flip out if he heard what this guy said. That man constantly rambles about how everything he produces is the best of the best. But if this guy doesn’t make much of Sonny’s prescription, I’ll sever our mentor-mentee relationship with him.

That said, that would be a story for another day.

…

chair aside. As he sipped on the tea that had been

lit up after her gaze swept across the dispensary storing thousands of medicinal

she’d have a hard time finding the herbs with how they were organized, but it turned

Can it be…

her, but she quickly suppressed it. The most important thing

she searched through the dispensary, she inadvertently grabbed a few herbs, and every

to pick out.

She was picking out the herbs while recalling what Sonny had taught her, which honestly had long been seared

came to eight and a half minutes, Elspeth placed a box of medicinal

he saw her standing confidently aside, waiting for him to

the prescription

just memorizing his dispensary, but this girl

he still couldn’t trust her judgment so simply just yet. At that, he checked the herbs she picked out

with the other herbs earlier. The patient will probably get seriously

sure you haven’t mixed

at him. “This is exactly it. Do

a cure for an illness as basic as typhoid when I’ve been in this field for forty years.” The man turned grim at once, surprised

haven’t updated your knowledge for a while. You probably

challenging my authority

turned grimmer by the second. “Impossible. I’ve also added these herbs in

the way you make them.” Elspeth spread her

his eyes and stared bewilderedly at her at that. “You’re