Chapter 1213
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Elder Wang thought about it and said to his assistant, "Give He Shu a call now and ask him to come over to my place."
"Okay."
Half a minute later, the assistant looked at Old Wang and said softly, "Master He said that the assessment is tomorrow and it's not a good time to meet you, so he won't be coming."
Old Wang did not know whether he should be glad that he had such a principled disciple or speechless about his inflexible personality.
"Forget it. I can't be bothered with him." Old Wang waved his hand.
Stupid disciples were like this every year anyway, so he was used to it.
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He Shu hung up the phone and looked at the charred herbal dregs in the medicine furnace. He could not help grabbing his messy hair.
Then he poured the dregs into the dustbin for the tenth time today.
He Shu cleaned the medicine furnace and was about to try again when he realized that there were not many herbs left on the table. He pressed his forehead and walked out of the medicine refining room.
Before long, he went to the storeroom and gave the storekeeper the list of herbs he needed.
He Shu stood in the room and waited. His sunken eyes were bloodshot and he had stubble growing on his chin. He was unkempt and it was obvious that he had not rested well for the past few days.
He Shu's mind was filled with thoughts about refining medicine. His eyes were downcast and unfocused, so he did not notice that someone had come in.
It was Fu Cheng with Pei Rong by his side.
Fu Cheng did not expect to bump into He Shu. He glanced at He Shu and saw how unkempt he looked. Fu Cheng pursed his lips and took the initiative to greet him. "What a coincidence. Master He, are you here to collect herbs too?"
He Shu raised his head after a minute with a different expression on his rugged face. "Oh, Talisman Master. Master Pei, when did you guys arrive?"
Fu Cheng: "..."
Pei Rong glanced at Fu Cheng, who had a dark expression on his face. He knew that He Shu had always been unhappy with him, so he coughed and smiled to smooth things over. "Just now. Master He might have been too focused on something and didn't notice."
He Shu nodded. "I was thinking about something."
Fu Cheng listened to He Shu's perfunctory words and felt disdain in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just casually said, "Teacher He, you should have prepared for tomorrow's exam, right?"
He Shu did not look at Fu Cheng. He replied, "It's alright." At the same time, he was thinking about going back to adjust the order of the prescription and the amount to try it out.
Fu Cheng hated He Shu's arrogant attitude the most. It was as if he was the most powerful person in the entire association.
If it wasn't for the president's master, he would be nothing.
Tomorrow, he would definitely step on He Shu's pride and let everyone see who was the true genius.
Fu Cheng retracted his gaze and didn't say anything else.
Very soon, the storekeeper had gathered all the herbs that He Shu needed and handed them to him.
He Shu only nodded at Fu Cheng and Pei Rong before he left in a hurry.
After they left, Pei Rong handed his list to the storekeeper and said to Fu Cheng, "I heard that He Shu has encountered a bottleneck recently. It has been a long time since he refined decent S-grade medicine."
Although S-grade medicine was very difficult to refine, He Shu was a high-level apothecary. If he could not refine it, it could only mean that his skills had deteriorated.
Fu Cheng was slightly surprised. He had been paying attention to Old Master Song and had no time to care about anything else. "Really? I don't think so. "
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