Fang Yi was very efficient. Less than ten minutes after receiving the call, he delivered the missing medicinal herbs to Zhao Yuan. It turned out he had a warehouse right next to the pharmaceutical factory, specifically for storing Chinese medicinal herbs. No wonder he was so fast.
After dropping off the herbs, Fang Yi turned and left without a moment's delay.
In his heart, he naturally hoped he could stay and watch Zhao Yuan make the medicine. But he also knew that the formula was a top secret. Even though he and Zhao Yuan were partners, he had to know when to give him space. Only by doing so could their partnership last.
After Fang Yi left, Zhao Yuan immediately got to work.
After a series of procedures including grinding, mixing with honey, rolling into balls, and drying, dozens of Medicine Pills were produced.
Half of these Medicine Pills were deep black, and the other half were light brown. They all emitted a faint, soul-soothing medicinal fragrance.
"Done!"
