Chapter 36 The Astronomically Priced Wild Ginseng
“I don’t think so.” After Dn finished speaking, he didn’t rush to leave. Instead, he looked at George. hesitating to <b>speak</b>.
“What do you want to say?” George said, then lowered his head to look at the documents.
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After some thought, Dn voiced his concerns, “Mr. Harris, do you think this girl might act recklessly, knowing <b>that </b>she has thebacking of the Harris family and Timothy?”
George responded indifferently, “Why, do you think Sam’s life is not worth this price?”
Dn shuddered, realising he had misspoken<b>, </b>and quickly exined, “That’s not what I meant. Today is Starspring Group, what about next time? I’m just worried if we keep cleaning up her mess, it might have an unnecessary impact on you <b>and </b>the Harris <b>family</b>.”
George asked, “So you think our Harris family should be ungrateful to our saviour?”
“No.” Dn was too scared to speak.
“She doesn’t seem like a troublemaker. Even if she does cause some big trouble, do you think 1, George, can’t handle it?
“No matter <b>how </b>smart and bold she is, she can’t cause that much trouble in a small city like Norward City. You think too highly of her. George nced at him. “Go do your work.”
The next day, Isabelle arrived in Taragon City.
After <b>leaving </b>the airport, Isabelle took a taxi straight to her destination.
Maven Apothecary is a nationally renowned traditional apothecary shop. Mr. Garth, who practised there, <b>was </b>a nationally recognised veteran doctor and a leading figure in the field of traditional medicine, holding a significant position in the entire medicalmunity.
As soon <b>as </b>she entered, Isabelle was greeted by the familiar scent of medicine.
Behind the long counter were tworge brown medicine shelves, neatly filled with various medicines.
The clinic wasrge, and a young apprentice was tidying the medicine. Seeing a customere in, he looked up and asked, “Are you here for a consultation or to pick up medicine?”
“To pick up medicine. Isabelle took out a prescription.
It was a prescription for Ethan.
The young apprentice took it and noticed that several of the herbs were extremely potent. He asked Isabelle, “Which doctor prescribed this? What is it for?”
“To improve blood cirction,” Isabelle casually replied.
“How old is the patient? <b>What </b>are the symptoms?” the young apprentice asked again.
“Isn’t Mr. Garth in the shop?” Isabelle asked in return.
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and went into the innermost tea room.
After a while, a middle–aged man in <b>a </b>suit came out with the prescription.
“Is this your prescription?” the middle–aged man asked.
Isabelle replied directly, “Just tell me if these medicines are avable for sale.”
“Of course they are. But do you know how rare and precious the two–hundred–year–old wild ginseng on your prescription is? It’s something that money can’t buy,” the middle–aged man said.
“Since I’m here, of course, I know that your shop has it. Just tell me the price,”
The middle–aged man smiled and held up a finger, then spread his entire hand. “Price per piece is 2,250,000 dors. Did you bring enough money?”
Isabelle looked at the middle–aged man and narrowed her eyes slightly. “2,250,000 dors?”
The item was indeed worth the price, but she asked, “Is this price set by Mr. Garth, or by you?<b>”</b>
The middle–aged man was not the Mr. Garth that Isabelle was looking for.
“It doesn’t matter who set the price, just tell me if you can afford it.”
“I need it urgently,” Isabelle said <b>as </b>if reminding him of something.
“What a joke, who wouldn’t be in a hurry to buy such expensive medicine?”
The middle–aged man could tell that Isabelle was no ordinary person. Even though she was <b>dressed </b>modestly, her demeanour was unmistakable. She <b>was </b>clearly a well–bred youngdy from a wealthy family and probably came out to buy medicine for her family.
Isabelle nced at the middle–aged man without responding. Instead, she said to the young apprentice, “I have an appointment with Mr. Garth.” She nced at the clock on the <b>wall</b>. “Where is he?”
“Are you Miss Jenkins?” The young apprentice checked the appointment list.
“Yes.”
“Mr. Garth just got called out for an emergency. He should be back soon. Would you like to wait for him.
here?”
“Sure.”
“Hey, youngdy, are you here to buy medicine or to see a doctor?” Hearing that Isabelle was looking for Mr. Garth, the middle–aged man put down the prescription in his hand, pressed it against the counter with his <b>palm</b>, and asked with a frown.
“You don’t need to bother, I’ll buy the medicine from Mr. <b>Garth</b><b>.”</b>
“What do you mean by that? Do you think there’s something wrong with the medicine I sell, or <b>that </b>the price is too high? The middle–aged man thought he had misjudged her. He hadn’t expected her to be a pauper.
Isabelle nced at <b>him </b><b>and </b>said nonchntly. “If vore not sure whether there’s <b>a </b>problem. <b>you </b>can ask
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Mr. Garth when <b>he </bes back.”
The middle–aged man immediately changed his expression and threw the prescription in his hand. “How dare you make trouble in my Maven Apothecary!”
He then turned to the young apprentice and said, “Throw her out.” After that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.
“Hold on,” Isabelle called out to stop him.
The middle–aged man turned his head.
Isabelle nced at the prescription on the ground, then emotionlessly said to the middle–aged man. “Pick it up.”
The middle–aged man snorted coldly at her, then yelled at the young apprentice again, “What are you waiting for? Ask the security to throw her out. If she dares to make trouble, send her to the police station.”
“What’s going on?” Amanding voice sounded from the doorway.
A white–bearded old man with a kind and wise demeanour walked in. It was Mr. Garth, the person Isabelle was looking for.
Mr. Garth’s appearance dispelled Isabelle’s thoughts of causing a scene in the store out of respect for him.
“Miss Jenkins?” Mr. Garth walked over, uncertainly looking at Isabelle, sizing her up.
“Yes, I came to pick up something and to get some medicine.”
Upon confirming it was indeed Isabelle, Mr. Garth turned to the two security guards behind her. “She is my guest, what are you doing?”
The two security guards nced at Mr. Garth and then at the middle–aged man. Under the middle–aged man’s suggestive gaze, they slipped away to their posts.
“I have prepared the item you requested. I will give it to you shortly,” Mr. Garth said, patting an old- fashioned medicine box made of logs carried by <b>his </b>assistant. “What medication do you need? I will prepare it for you.”
“No need, I cannot afford it,” Isabelle replied with a bitter smile, deliberately ncing at the middle–aged.
man.
His expression changed slightly, and he returned her gaze with a warning look.
Mr. Garth frowned. The price range for medicine is vast, ranging from a few dors to hundreds per dose. Although a few hundred is indeed expensive for ordinary people, the item Isabelle requested from him was worth nearly 450.000 dors. <b>How </b>could <b>she </b>not afford the medicine?
“Do you have a prescription? Let me take a look.”
“Yes,” Isabelle replied, looking at the floor.
Mr. Garth followed her gaze and noticed a piece of paper lying on the floor.
Mr. Garth suspected that Isabelle might have had anpleasant encounter with his apprentice, so he gave
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the middle–aged man a disapproving look.
The middle–aged man remained silent, lowering his head.
The assistant picked up the prescription and handed it to Mr. Garth.
After reading the prescription, Mr. Garth’s face showed astonishment. Holding the prescription, he excitedly asked Isabelle, “Who wrote this prescription?”Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
Mr. Garth had been studying medicine for decades, and this was the first time he hade across such abination of medicines.
“Sorry, I cannot disclose that.”
Mr. Garth immediately looked disappointed, but considering that the prescription was someone else’s property, he realised that his question was inappropriate.
He could only suppress his curiosity regretfully and asked, “You mentioned that you could not afford it. Which medicine were you referring to?”
Isabelle replied, “The two–hundred–year–old wild ginseng
Upon hearing this, Mr. Garth immediately questioned his apprentice and the young boy. “Didn’t I say that those two wild ginsengs were for emergencies? If a patient needs them, we provide them for free. How many times have I told you? Who allowed you to sell them?”
Isabelle, wearing a hoodie withrge pockets, put her hands in her pockets and chuckled. “Provided for free? This gentleman here was asking for 2,250,000 per piece.”
“You Upon hearing this, Mr. Garth was so angry that his hand trembled.
Those two rare hundred–year–old wild ginsengs were given to him by a child two years ago. They were so precious that he did not dare <b>to </b>ept them <b>for </b>free.
But the child did not care at all and left the two priceless wild ginsengs like snacks.
Mr. Garth promised him at the time that he would provide the two wild ginsengs to patients who needed. them for free.
He would never sell them at a high price to the wealthy for health maintenance.
What Mr. Garth did not know was that the Isabelle standing in front of him was the <b>same </b>child who had given him the ginsengs.
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