The middle-aged man finished writing the prescription and ced it nearby.


    The beautiful pharmacist had prepared the traditional herbal medicine for the previous patient. She


    smiled as she handed it over.” That’ll be 72 dors. Take care, Mr. Yell.”


    The man happily epted the medicine and joked, “Mir, you’re getting more beautiful every day. I


    almost forgot about my illness when I saw you!”


    People came to this ce for medical treatment partly because Tanner Group Pharmacy was the


    headquarters of Jonford’s first miracle doctor, Brian.


    His son, Casey Tanner, was in charge here.


    He had inherited Brian’s expertise in traditional medicine and was famous in this area.


    Another reason was that Brian’s granddaughter had been helping at the pharmacy since graduating


    from college.


    She was incredibly beautiful, captivating anyone who saw her.


    Casey knocked his pen and said, “You brat, you’d better get back home soon. Your kidneys are already


    failing, yet you’re still thinking about women?”


    His words promptedughter from the people waiting in line.


    The man they called Mr. Yell blushed and hurriedly left with the medicine.


    Mireille could not help but smile at the situation as she continued weighing the herbs.


    Her beauty was simply mesmerizing.


    Men could not help but be enchanted by her.


    They harbored endless admiration toward her.


    “Dad… Didn’t Grandpa say that an important guest would be visiting the pharmacy today?”


    Mireille asked as she continued working on the prescriptions.


    Casey furrowed his brows. “How could I forget about that?”


    Standing up, he said, “I’ll leave this to you. I need to go outside to wee the guest!”


    The pharmacy was exceptionally busy today, and he hadpletely forgotten about the guest.


    Hence, Casey left in a hurry.


    However, as he rushed out, he collided head-on with a young man.


    The young man did not move, but Casey felt a sudden pressure in his chest.


    “Sorry, my apologies!”


    Casey quickly apologized and continued on his way. Taking out his phone, he dialed his father’s


    number.


    While on the call, Casey waited near the entrance of the ancient street.


    Nash looked up at the sign on the shop.


    Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    It read ‘Tanner Group Pharmacy’.


    This should be the ce,


    Meanwhile, Mireille finished diagnosing the current patient’s condition and ced the prescription on


    the side.


    She then raised her head and called out, “Larry, can youe over and help me prepare the


    medicine?”


    There were too many patients waiting today, and a new batch of herbs had just arrived.


    With her father absent, she could not handle it all by herself.


    “Coming,ing!” A handsome man from outside came in carrying three stacked boxes.


    Nash quickly moved to the side to make way for him.


    Larry ced the three boxes behind the counter and immediately started preparing the medicine


    ording to the prescription.


    Just then, there was amotion from outside. An elderly woman rushed in with a 17 or 18-year-old


    young man on her back.


    “Dr. Tanner… Is Dr. Tanner here? Please, save my son!”


    The elderly woman’s face was pale, her eyes were filled with fear. Her whole body was drenched in


    sweat.


    It could be seen that she had run all the way here.


    Mireille immediately stood up, her beautiful eyes fixed on the young man on the woman’s back. She


    furrowed her brows and asked, “What happened to him?”


    The elderly woman sobbed. “My son identally fell down the stairs… Please, help him!”


    Mireille walked out from behind the counter and pointed to a single patient bed nearby. She said,


    “ce him on the bed.”


    The elderly woman and her family quicklyid the young man on the bed.


    Mireille checked the young man’s eyes and saw that his pupils were filled with blood.


    Then, she reached out to touch the back of his head and his spine.


    The young man’s mouth and nose were still bleeding.


    Mireille’s eyebrows furrowed tightly. “Severe intracranial hemorrhage… You should take him to the


    hospital!”


    In reality, even if they rushed him to the hospital, it might already be toote.


    Her medical skills were limited, and even her father might not be able to help in time.


    If her grandfather were here, there might be a glimmer of hope, but he had returned to their hometown


    and would not be able to make it in time.