Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

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But to them, he was just an ordinary person who came to seek guidance. If not for the fact that he had a background in the illegal district, he wouldn't even have bothered to ask their dean.

Seeing that his dean was unwilling to pay attention to him, the blond young man bowed and said respectfully, "Then, I'll reject him and tell him that you're in seclusion."

"Whatever." The old man didn't even look up. He was still staring at the potion bottle obsessively as he picked up the bottle on the left and muttered, "Hiss- Could it be that I should have put this just now?" After a while, he picked up the bottle on the right and compared it. "Watering chloral will produce poison. What about this? Is it also poison if I put this down?"

He was scratching his head, wondering which potion he should put in to experiment again.

Suddenly, the computer lit up.

The blond man noticed and called out to the old man, who was deep in thought. He said casually, "Director, someone sent you a message."

"Huh? Message? What message?" The old man's mind was filled with chemicals, and his turbid eyes were confused. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He threw the medicine bottle down in extreme excitement and quickly walked in the direction of the computer without even looking at his beloved medicine. "1 thought she had disappeared. Good lord, she finally remembered to send me a message... Quick, let me see..." This was the first time his disciple had seen him so excited. He asked with a sideways glance, "Dean, who are you talking about?"

old man ignored him and excitedly clicked on the message flying

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medicines were scrawled on the paper, followed by the

man also leaned over to take a look. At first glance, he did not understand what this prescription was about. He was a little surprised and confused. "Is this Chinese

ancient Chinese medicine recipes in

ancient recipes were collected in the library. Basically, no one looked at them. They were piled with

prescriptions once when he was cleaning the library. He remembered them clearly. The ancient

letter written in the bottom left corner of

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dean was looking at now had the

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