Not only are there regular medicines, but also quite a few that are hard to find.
As they spoke, Lin Xuyuan's eyes brightened.
Chu Jiangyue smiled faintly: "You'd better hurry and take them; someone might come over soon, and then you won't be able to squeeze in."
Nowadays, many people are short on medicines in their hands. If they know the pharmacy here sells them, they'll definitely rush over to buy.
Shen Zhigui picked up a bottle of ibuprofen. Knowing that the pharmacy stocks here could replenish his supplies, he no longer held back.
Soon, quite a few customers rushed into the pharmacy and began to sweep through.
Shen Zhigui looked at the increasingly crowded small pharmacy and rubbed his forehead gently.
He quickly grabbed the urgently needed medicines for his team, exited the crowd, and went to Chu Jiangyue for checkout.
"Boss Chu, just these."
Chu Jiangyue directly placed the items on the tray above the cashier's machine.
