Ouyang Zhan frowned: "Yujian, has Dr. Xu called yet? Has he brought the medicine?"
Ouyang Yujian walked from the living room to the courtyard: "Dr. Xu hasn't called yet. How about I call him now and ask?"
At this moment, the doorbell rang, particularly loud in the quiet night.
Ouyang Yujian returned quickly, with a look of surprise and delight on his face: "Dad, Dr. Xu is here. He said he's brought the medicine for you."
Ouyang Zhan stood up from the wicker chair, sweeping away his previous depression, and laughed heartily: "Speak of the devil, and he appears. Just as we mentioned Dr. Xu, he arrived."
Xu Xiangbei hummed a tune as he approached, and said with a tone of seeking praise: "Master, I've brought your medicine."
Ouyang Zhan laughed: "So fast! You've prepared the pills already? Dr. Xu, though young, you get things done quite quickly."
