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The call was quickly answered, and a clear female voice greeted him respectfully. âMaster, is something wrong?â
Silvesterâs son knew that his father had a direct disciple, who was a woman, but he had never seen her. However, the two had spoken on the phone many times before.
He coughed. âSister, itâs me.â
âOh⦠Is something wrong?â
Silvesterâs son said, âI have someone here who wants to buy Zabeâs Soothing Pills at a high price. Do you have time to help me refine one?â
The other partyâs voice was lazy. âThe master wants to sell it?â
Silvesterâs son nodded. âYes, the other party has offered two million dollars.â
Nora was speechless.
Among the herbs needed to refine the Soothing Pill, only the 500-year-old ginseng was valuable. The rest added up to about ten thousand dollars at most. That ginseng alone could be bought at auction for a million.
Who was this retard spending two million dollars to buy a medicine?
He had completely forgotten that Silvester had only refined one pill in the past. If this thing spread, wouldnât the one pill be worth millions?
He yawned. âI just finished a batch. Iâll give you one.â
Silvesterâs son immediately said, âIâll split the money with you.â
âNo need.â Nora originally didnât want to say anything, but suddenly remembered that she had used Harmonia Pharmacyâs 500-year-old ginseng. She simply said, âGive me 500-year ginseng!â
Indeed, such an ancient ginseng was needed to refine the Soothing Pill.
Her father had only managed to refine one pill.
If he gave him only one, what would happen if he failed?
Therefore, he immediately said, âOkay, Iâll give you two!â
âOkay.â
Nora said, âIâll have someone send it to you later.â
âNo problem.â
At that point, Nora was back with the Andersons. After receiving the call, she called Sheril and pointed her in the direction of Doctor Zabe in addition to the reward for the pills.
When Sherilâs teacher found out, Sheril offered to deliver the medicine without hesitation.
Before leaving, he kept muttering, âI wonder how much a pill can be sold for. Our 500-year-old ginseng was really preciousâ¦â
Sheril smiled, âYouâll know when you get there.â
An hour later.
A pill wrapped in foil and placed in an exquisite iron box was shipped to Silvesterâs house.
The old master was elderly and strictly in the Andersonsâ pharmaceutical factory, so not many people knew him.
Yvonne took one look at him and mistook him for Doctor Zabeâs direct disciple.
Silvesterâs son took the pills and handed the old master a box. âThis is the agreed fee.â
The old master took it and turned to leave.
After leaving Silvesterâs house, the old master opened the box. âWhat good medicine. I wonder what the cost isâ¦â
Just as he was thinking, he saw two 500-year-old ginseng lying quietly in the box. One of them looked even better than the one Nora had used.
The old master was speechless.
His hands trembled as he carefully embraced the box. At the same time, he murmured in his heart, âOh my God, this time it was really something big! Iâve taken a treasure.â
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At the hospital.
After buying the medicine, Yvonne returned to the Smithâs house.
During dinner, Ian was still hospitalized and did not return home. However, the monthly family dinner continued as usual. Fifteen to sixteen people gathered at a round table.
Quentin was a secret figure in the Smiths. Very few people in the family knew him, so he had never participated in these family gatherings.
Joel hugged Mia and patiently fed her.
Seeing this, Yvonne smiled, âJoel, Mia is too thin. She should eat more.â
Miaâs arms and legs were thin. She immediately said, âI know how to eat a lot!â.
With that, she kept eating.
Joel stroked her head.
Brandon was very gross when he ate. He sat down next to Mia and kicked her under the table several times, then accidentally knocked over a cup.
Brandonâs father, Warren, couldnât help but scold him. The family at the table was in harmony.
Suddenly, Warren said, âWhy is Mrs. Hunt suddenly throwing such a big banquet?â
The moment he said this, everyone at the table looked at Joel.
Joel calmly said, âI havenât heard.â
Everyone was relieved.
Warren smiled, âThen letâs go. By the way, Yvonne, have you prepared a gift?â
Yvonne smiled, âYes, I have.â
Warren nodded. âYes. I think this banquet might have been arranged for you and Justin to meet again. Wasnât it to pair the two of you many years ago?â
Yvonne lowered her head with a flushed face. âWarren, weâre eating. Stop talking.â
Warren laughed. âHaha, are you still shy, Yvonne, whatâs wrong with that? Even though youâre not a biological daughter, we grew up together and everyone treats you like their real sister. You donât have to be afraid. Even though the Hunts outnumber the Smiths a bit, itâs also the reason Joel doesnât compete. Our families are already on equal footing! Besides, Justin has a son. As the Smithsâ only daughter, you are not unworthy of him at all! Donât feel inferior.â
Yvonne was speechless.
She was really rubbing salt in her wound.
Was it appropriate to say such things in public?
However, she dared not lose her temper. She smiled and nodded. âYes.â
Warren asked again, âHave you prepared a gift?â
Yvonne smiled, âYes.â
Warren asked curiously, âWhat is it? This gift must be presentable! If our families are going to be united by marriage, we must be up to the task.â
Yvonne nodded. âIâve prepared a Soothing Pill.â
Warren frowned instantly. âCan a simple pill be presented as a gift? Isnât it common on the streets?â
The others looked at Yvonne.
Seeing herself being watched by so many people, Yvonne took a sip of the soup and smiled, âItâs the Zabe Corporationâs Soothing Pill.â
Warren was stunned at her words. âOh my goodness, did you really buy the Zabe Corporationâs Soothing Pill? This gift is really enough!â
The others also praised, âYvonne is really worthy of being raised by Uncle Ian. Her taste is really different! This gift is magnificent! No amount of treasures can compare to these kind intentions.â
Yvonne smiled and did not speak. She looked carefully at Joel, only to see him frown and look at her.
For some reason, her heart skipped a beat. She asked carefully, âJoel, is my gift inappropriate?â
Joel looked away and said calmly, âItâs fine.â
Yvonne sighed in relief, but heard him say, âBut it looks like Justin already has a girlfriend.â
Warren was stunned to hear this. âHe has a girlfriend, how can he have a girlfriend, hadnât we agreed to a political marriage?â
Joel smiled⦠âIt can be considered a political marriage.â
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