บท 957: Nine hundred and fifty-two, believe it or not.

Gu Zhen felt an incomparable anxiety inside, because if things continued like this, he truly did not know what to do.

At this moment, the old master was still addressing Gu Zhen and said the following.

"Continue tomorrow. I said this medicine must not be stopped, so keep taking it."

He then directly spoke to Gu Zhen in this manner.

Upon hearing this, Gu Zhen's mouth twitched slightly. He really could not understand.

What exactly was happening? He was here to treat an illness, not to find a class to attend.

If it never stopped, wouldn't that mean he had to come here every day like clocking in for work?

He completely did not understand what the old master meant.

The people around at that time looked at Gu Zhen as if he were a freak.

Because they could not understand what magic Gu Zhen's herbal medicine had that made the old master so fond of it.

In the following time, Gu Zhen no longer stayed there, as it was quite obvious that he was no longer needed.