Peirong's Chinese character face was polite, took a sip of tea and said: "secretary Lin, you are welcome. I have plans to go home soon."

Lin Shuwen laughed and asked, "how is president Wang doing?"

President Wang, President and chairman of Pharmacists Association, is the leader of Wang family, one of the great families in Beijing.

"To tell you the truth, the president is studying ancient Chinese medicine in closed door recently. Otherwise, I will tell Mr. Fang about his illness before I come back." Pei Rong's voice is a little regretful.

Huo Yao, who heard a few words about ancient Chinese medicine, raised his eyebrows. President Wang, surname Wang?

Lin Shuwen listened to Pei Rong's words, although there are some regrets, but think that even if President Wang was not closed, he could not be asked to move him. What's more, President Wang has always been keen on developing ancient prescriptions, and there may not be Pei laoqiang in medical skills.

That's why he will send Mr. Pei here.

After collecting the spirit, Lin Shuwen said, "it doesn't matter. I believe Mr. Pei will find a way to treat our husband."

Peirong was not the kind of person who was so proud that he forgot himself. After two seconds of silence, he said, "Fang Sir's symptoms are quite special. I can only say that I will try my best. "

He learned about the disease yesterday. Although he didn't go to the president for advice, he also went to other senior pharmacists in the association. Most of them said that he had not encountered that kind of symptom and did not know what the disease was.

Therefore, Peirong heart is not really sure, but the other party found them Pei family, naturally it is impossible to shut people out.

Lin Shuwen saw the complexity of Pei Rong's passing away. He was a little heavy hearted, but soon he stood up and said, "it should not be too late. Now please go to see our husband."

"Good." Pei Rong nods, he also wants to see the situation first.

Lin Shuwen's "Sir" was arranged in the guest room. Soon, Pei Rong and Lin Shuwen walked out of the main hall.

Huo Yao didn't move in his chair. His slender fingers gently tapped on the armrest. He was still thinking about the chairman Wang mentioned in Peirong's mouth.

Pei Lao walked to the door, only to find that Huo Yao did not follow up, so he turned back, "little master?"

Huo Yao regained consciousness, raised his head and looked at Pei Lao. He shook his head and swept his eyes through the door. Then he stood up.

"Let's have a look." Old Pei said.

Huo Yao gave a light hum. After walking a few steps behind Pei, he asked casually, "what's the full name of President Wang just now in your mouth?"

Old Pei was surprised. Why did the little master suddenly ask President Wang and thought about it? He said, "I don't remember very well. I'll ask Peirong later."

"It's OK. Don't bother." Huo Yao waved his hand.

It's not an important person.

Seeing this, Mr. Pei thought that he must not forget it later.

Pei Feng, who walked in front of the two people, naturally heard their conversation. He also turned around and looked at Huo Yao. Is this little girl too capable of acting?

Where is the Pharmacist Association? Is it accessible to ordinary people?

How could she ask the president of the association such a question in front of his father? After I knew the vice president, I knew her name.

speechless shook his head and didn't want to go to Tucao. There was no standard acting. I'm afraid his father didn't make complaints about it.

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