Zhou Sheng's face turned red with anger, wanting to retort, but Zhou Li emerged, holding two medicine furnaces.
He glanced at Jian Mei and Old Jian, asking, "Senior brother, why don't you take care of the shop across the street and come over here?"
Old Jian, with his hands behind his back, spoke arrogantly, "I'm here to thank you, of course, for introducing me to such a good business."
Zhou Li placed the medicine furnaces on the counter and said indifferently, "You have more ability than me, I'll admit that. Besides, I hope every patient gets the proper treatment they deserve, no other reasons needed. You don't have to come here specially to thank me for this."
Old Jian stroked his beard, "You're still as humble as ever, junior brother. But your senior brother is not someone ungrateful. When I expand our master's legacy, I won't forget you, junior brother. Then, you won't have to guard this dilapidated shop; assisting me would be better than your current glory."
