"Brother, let it go, Shaohua doesn't know," An Toutou tugged at An Tingjun's sleeve.
An Tingjun's expression darkened, "Let it go? This is about Grandpa's life, how can we just let it go? Ye Shaohua, remember you're back now, this isn't like where you came from where people eat anything, there are many who want to harm Grandpa, doing this..."
"Hey, it's not like that! Tingjun, slow down!" The family doctor, after repeatedly verifying, finally recognized the symbols on the prescription. Hearing An Tingjun's words, he couldn't help but shake his head, "Miss Ye is right, there's no problem with the medicine."
The family doctor's words surprised everyone present.
"Are you sure?" The most incredulous was An Toutou, who even cast a suspicious look at the family doctor, believing he was in cahoots with Ye Shaohua.
This look made the family doctor's face pause; he glanced at An Toutou indifferently, and ended up ignoring her.
"Old Master, may I take a look at the medicine?"