At this time, Huo Qi had already come to the club with Huo Changfeng, and the signal in the upstairs suite was probably not very good.

Huo Qi took the mobile phone from her ear and looked at it, she hung up the phone, and quickly connected to the wireless network of the club, and sent a WeChat message to Fang Chen, [The phone signal is not very good, WeChat chat. 】

Fang Chen originally wanted to redial a phone call, but when he saw the information popping up on the screen, he clicked directly on WeChat with his fingertips, and soon he typed and replied: [My teacher has a friend from the Pharmacists Association, he is very interested in your medicine and wants to meet you. 】

The club suite was very large, Huo Qi walked to the sofa and sat down, she saw Fang Chen's send, so she pressed her eyebrows.

Because of the avoidance of being recognized by others, she deliberately made it a little rough when refining, and she didn't have any quality, as long as she couldn't meet a senior person who was good at medicine, even Pei Lao might not be able to recognize it.

Soon, Huo Qi replied [Sorry, it's inconvenient. 】

Fang Chen was not surprised to receive this reply, but the burning gaze of Wang Lao next to him still fell on him, he paused, and then replied: [He is the president of the Pharmacist Association. 】

The corners of Huo Qi's lips twitched, no wonder the medicine would be recognized, and he was not interested in what the president would be, and then he still refused, [Too busy, I don't have time to meet people. 】

Seeing this, Fang Chen couldn't tell that this was a polite refusal, and after he replied with a good one, he raised his head and looked at Wang Lao, with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry Wang Lao, she is too busy with her studies and can't spare time." ”

"That's it......" Wang Lao had disappointment in his eyes, but he also understood, after all, he was a master and a senior.

Gu and Liu Bei looked at the thatched house three times, and being rejected once was nothing.

Thinking like this, Wang Lao felt much more comfortable, and he raised a light smile again, "Then ...... when he's not busy."

Before he could say the word, Wang Lao reacted consciously, his cheeks twitched, and he looked at Fang Chen, "...... What did you just say he was too busy? ”

Did he hear it wrong?

It turned out to be too busy studying??

Fang Chen was stunned, and subconsciously replied: "Study." ”

The smile on the corner of Wang Lao's lips froze for a moment, and he asked, "What study?" ”

"Go to school, that little girl is still a college student." Li Fang next to him explained, but he didn't feel what kind of impact this would bring to Wang Lao.

School?

University student?

Or a little girl??

Wang Lao's expression didn't stop after all, he pointed to the plastic bottle containing the medicine in his hand, "You said that the person who refined this medicine is still a school...... Little girl?? ”

Li Fang glanced at Wang Lao quite inexplicably and said, "Yes, what's wrong with this?" ”

Wang Lao: "!! ”

What's wrong with that? That's very wrong, okay!!

Wang Lao pressed his eyebrows, and then said, "Do you know what kind of medicine this medicine is?" ”

Li Fang looked at him, and said in his heart that he wanted to get a 'food' back, and the other party might pounce on him and hit him, so he shook his head.

"This is S-grade medicine, no, it may be even more advanced than S-grade medicine......" Wang Lao pinched the bottle, his expression was in a trance and dazed: "I was also in my thirties before I could barely refine S-grade medicine." ”

A college student, at most in his twenties, can refine this level, which simply cannot be described as a perversion.

He Shu, the most talented disciple under his disciple, was also researched in his thirties.

Li Fang didn't understand the level of medicine, but looking at Wang Lao's expression, he also understood that this medicine must be very expensive, thinking, he reached out and took the bottle back from Wang Lao, and put it into the pocket of his clothes on the other side.

Wang Lao, who came back to his senses: "??? ”