At that moment.
Old Jian was holding a telescope, staring intently at the Zhou Li Chinese Medicine Store across the street.
Through the lens, he could see Zhou Li's every move inside the store.
He saw Zhou Li excitedly run out from the inner room, spreading his palm open, excitedly saying something to his grandson Zhou Sheng.
Wait a minute, what is in Zhou Li's palm...?
Old Jian squinted his eyes; it was several black Elixirs, and they were just made since they were still smoking.
Old Jian frowned, was that what Zhou Li had refined?!
No, impossible?
Zhou Li's medical skills were even worse than his own, and even he couldn't refine Elixirs; how could Zhou Li possibly do it?!
After contemplating a bit, his curiosity couldn't be contained, so he put down the telescope, ready to head over to Zhou Li's Chinese Medicine Store.
Jian Mei saw Old Jian heading out and couldn't help but follow, "Grandpa, where are you going?"
