Chương 550: Regaining the Name of Traditional Chinese Pharmacist

The decoction was amazing.

"Dad!" Wang Zecheng yelled.

It was a sunny day. The old man was sitting in the courtyard leaning against the wall.

"Where is Haoyuan?" his father asked. He thought his son had gone to pick up his grandson.

"I didn't go pick up Haoyuan. I went out for something else," Wang Zecheng said. "How do you feel?"

"I feel good and comfortable," the old man said.

"Good, I'll pick up Haoyuan soon," Wang Zecheng said. "Let me grab something first."

He went inside the house.

"What did the doctor say?" his wife asked.

"He didn't give me a discount," Wang Zecheng said.

"How many more decoctions does your dad need?" his wife asked.

"Not many I guess," Wang Zecheng said. He decided not to tell his wife the truth yet because he didn't want her to complain about spending too much money on his father's treatment. He also didn't want his father to overhear the complaints.