The apothecary was quite spacious, with rows of medicine cabinets along the walls.
However, there were no labels on any of the cabinets.
To Qin Shi's surprise, after walking in, he didn't see a single soul, except for a small snow-white dog lying beside the counter, there wasn't another living thing in sight.
"Is the shopkeeper here?"
Qin Shi called out, then began wandering around the apothecary. Casually glancing around, he found several herbs he needed and thought to himself: Maybe he could prepare the lacking herbs here.
Just as he was pondering this, a person walked out from the back of the shop.
A woman about twenty-five or six in age entered, wearing a slit cheongsam, her proud figure feeling enough to make other women self-conscious. On her feet were casual, cool sandals, and as she walked out, she still bore a sleepy look, lazily stretching.
Even so, she had a unique charm.
