Fifteen thousand a bottle?!!
Pffft...
Nian Fanghua had just taken a sip of tea when she spat it out. Next to her, Mrs. Cheng had just picked up her tea, and upon hearing this amount, her hand trembled, spilling some of the hot liquid onto her skin, which immediately turned red.
Mrs. Cheng couldn't be bothered about the pain on the back of her hand, nor did she notice how inelegant Nian Fanghua's reaction was. She stared at Beisitian in disbelief, asking again, "How much did you say?"
"Fifteen thousand a bottle," Beisitian said calmly.
After thinking it through that day, she no longer wanted to deliberately do anything. In her past life, her talismanic water was worth a fortune, and here, after considering many factors, she charged several thousand yuan only from major figures like Peng Baolai and Ma Tianlai. For others, such as the patients at the 232 Military District Hospital and other patients, she didn't charge anything outside of the herbs if they provided it themselves.
