Jiang Youzhi and Yun Jiao both shook their heads.
The constable continued, "Doctor Gu, think carefully. Since that person wanted your prescription, could it be that the person is a doctor or works at a pharmacy?"
"After all, ordinary people wouldn't want a prescription, right?"
He himself didn't see much value in a prescription.
Yun Jiao felt the constable's words made sense. She kept feeling that the person's accent seemed somewhat familiar.
She suddenly said, "I remember now, the one who wanted me to write the secret recipe is probably Manager Sun!"
Jiang Youzhi squinted, "The former Manager Sun of Qilin Hall?"
Yun Jiao nodded, "It should be him. I used to find his speech a bit strange because his accent, at first, sounded like the Xiang City accent, but some pronunciations were somewhat different."
It was the last time she visited the ninety-nine-year-old Zhang old master's house that she found the Zhang Family's accent was similar to Manager Sun's.
