Since Butcher Li’s household lacked paper and pens—in fact, lacked just about everything—it was impossible to write out a prescription there. Left with no other choice, Zhao Yan took the butcher straight to Huichuntang Pharmacy.
Though there were several pharmacies in town, Huichuntang was the only one that earned a top spot in Zhao Yan’s mind. As for the others, Zhao Yan professed to know nothing about them, nor had he ever heard of them. Huichuntang was the very first place where Zhao Yan had earned money, so it held a certain special significance for him. It was, in his heart, his "first love."
"Why are you dragging me here?" Butcher Li grumbled, his nose flared and his eyes wide with indignation at the memory. "The old doctor here is the one who said I don't know how to raise a son. I get annoyed just looking at him!" The anger still simmered in him, and he hadn't expected to be brought back to the very place that had caused him such grief.
Chapter 123