The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1215

Paul rubbed his chin thoughtfully, not bothering to turn and look at David as he asked, "Is this how you guys usually make your medicines?"

David hesitated for a moment, then nodded, almost automatically asking, "Is there something wrong with this way?"

"Not exactly wrong," Paul mused, "just seems a bit complicated, that's all."

David chuckled, explaining, "We're using ancient alternative medicine techniques. They make the medicines purer and more effective than what you'd typically find on the market, plus they're gentler."

Paul went quiet at the mention of ancient alternative medicine, wondering who had been leading whom down this path.

After observing for a while, Paul felt his interest wane. He had a flight booked for 7 p.m. and had come to the association to let David know he'd be away for a few days. It just so happened there was an assessment going on, and out of curiosity, he decided to stick around when David invited him.

Even though his interest had dwindled, he figured he'd stay for the whole thing.

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By 2 p.m., it was time for the senior pharmacist assessment. The association had only five senior pharmacists, but this year, two intermediate ones were aiming for the senior level, bringing the total to seven participants.

Devon dashed in just as the assessment was about to start, still clad in yesterday’s outfit, with dark circles under his eyes and his hair tousled. He looked even more haggard than the day before.