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Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

The aristocratic Lu family has produced a joke, a beautiful one, but a joke nonetheless. The daughter they have been rearing all this while turns out to be an imposter! With the real heiress returning to take her rightful place, everyone is eager to know the outcome of the imposter... Will she be able to survive in poverty after living a life of riches? Having just transmigrated, Huo Yao imagines that this experience will be pretty interesting. However, imagination and reality are always so different! Dad: "Daughter! Take this black card. It has no limit! Use it freely." Mom: "My dear Yao Yao! If you don't like this jewelry, I'll get them to change it immediately." Huo Yao: "…" Weren't they supposed to be poor and ordinary? What is with this hidden lavish behavior? Her eldest brother, an investment company's CEO: "Sis, inherit my company!" Her second brother, a top lawyer: "Whoever dares slander my sis will face the full brunt of the law!" The third brother, an international genius doctor: "Bullying my sister? Should I display the prowess of my scalpel?" Mysterious fourth brother: "My sis is the cutest!" Huo Yao: "…" What happened to being a good-for-nothing person who lives off her parents? A top aristocrat secretly changes into his cheap clothes and drives his crappy old car to her. "Baby, my heart is yours. Why don't we get married to test if I'm telling the truth or not?" Everyone who knows about it, doesn't dare say it out loud. All they can do is curse inwardly: "Bah! Keep acting! No one believes it!"

Nalanxian · Urban
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1910 Chs

I Didn't Want To Say It, But There's A Problem With The Meds

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Despite the disappointment, the attending physician and hospital president were keenly aware of how valuable the medicine was.

Apart from the formula, production time, as well as balance among herbs, all of these required a lot of accuracy. Also, since it was Chinese medicine, it was harder to make it than Western medication, which could be mass produced in factories.

Medicines like this, which demanded special techniques to produce them, were low in volume, and hence, priceless.

Since the attending physician and hospital president knew they would not be able to squeeze any more information out of Huo Yao, they got up to leave from there.

The room door opened at that time and He Xiaoman's expression instantly altered when she spotted the attending physician and hospital president in her mother's room.

Without bothering about Huo Yao's presence, she anxiously looked at them. "Is there something wrong with my mother again?"