Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 37 Fake Wild Ginseng

More than two years ago, Blood Shadow was on a mission and passed through a dense forest. She discovered two wild ginseng plants at the entrance of a cave.

Believing them to be rare, she decided to take them.

During that time, she was accompanied by a fellow disciple who had once saved her life, and was her only trusted partner within Dark Shadow.

Unfortunately, her friend did not survive that mission.

Blood Shadow buried her partner on the spot. As she passed through Taragon City in confusion, she casually threw the two wild ginseng into Maven Apothecary.

Once something is given, it should not be taken back. What Mr. Garth did with the ginseng, whether he sold it, gave it away, or consumed it himself, was none of her concern.

Furthermore, Mr. Garth had shown concern for her when he noticed that she was not in a good state..

However, if he had promised to use it only for emergencies and was being deceitful about the price, then after taking her things from here today, Isabelle would never set foot in Maven Apothecary again.

“Get a ladder and take down the item from the second compartment on the top right for Miss Jenkins,” Mr. Garth instructed the young apprentice.

“Sir, let me get it.” The middle–aged man seemed to have repented and wanted to make amends for his mistake.

Mr. Garth looked at him and kindly nodded.

The middle–aged man breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took the ladder from the young apprentice, climbed up, opened the compartment, and was about to reach inside when Mr. Garth said, “Take both of them.”

“Huh.. “The middle–aged man hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Mr. Garth then turned to Isabelle and said. “These two–hundred–year–old wild ginseng were given to me by a little girl. She and you ….

After observing Isabelle, he smiled kindly and said, “You two are around the same age, and your personalities are somewhat similar.” He then sighed, “Unfortunately, she hasn’t been here for a long time. Young lady, I believe we are destined. I will give you these two wild ginseng. Bring them home and use

them.”

“Get a box. Iwill pack it for Miss Jenkins.” The middle–aged man held the two wild ginseng, quickly wrapped them up. When the young apprentice brought a box, he began placing them inside.

“Hold on,” Isabelle suddenly stopped him.

The middle–aged man was startled and looked at Isabelle with confusion. “Is there a problem?”

the two–hundred–year–old wild

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something wrong with the items in our Maven Apothecary? Besides, what does a young girl like you understand about wild ginseng?” the middle–aged man spat out words like a venomous snake. “My master is

language,” Mr. Garth reprimanded him.

it normal for a customer to inspect the medicine they are? Show it

a stern

middle–aged man did not move with the wild ginseng in his

could sense that something was amiss. He immediately stepped forward and

it was not a

common artificially cultivated ginseng

are my

and quickly asked the young apprentice to climb up the ladder and check. However, the compartment was empty.

Garth, there is nothing here,

Mr. Garth, grabbed his

Tears.

was blinded by greed. I deserve to die. You can scold me or hit me. The middle–aged man cried bitterly, filled with

at the middle–aged man, too angry to speak.

guard against a thief within the family!” Mr. Garth was so angry that he raised his hand.

kindness. It is only fair that we charge a small fee

Mr. Garth was trembling with anger, and finally, he slapped the

the

fell to the ground, got up, and slapped himself a few times before continuing to grab

me. Please forgive me this time. I won’t dare to do it again.”

to the door. “Get out, leave Maven Apothecary, and never let me see you

middle–aged man’s eyes instantly vanished, replaced by cold and ruthless

Garth, a after a while, he stood up an

a while, he stood up and walked out without

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looking back.

passing off artificially cultivated ginseng as hundred–year–old mountain ginseng. tarnishing the century–old reputation of Maven Apothecary, and then simply walking

middle–aged man in his tracks.

at Isabelle, warning. “Shut up. This is none of your business. If you continue to be so reckless, believe me, I will make sure you never

lack of remorse and his violent temper, which made him unfit to be a doctor,

the middle–aged man began to panic. He pushed away the security guard who