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Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 354

Chapter 354 Mentee To-Be or Not To-Be

The first part of his speech was nothing to take personally, but the latter part was obviously mixed with elements of subjectivity, and Elspeth couldn't help feeling somewhat frustrated. What if he still kicked her out because he had a problem with her mentor even though she passed the test?

The man understood her thoughts at once when he saw her hesitating, and he hit the roof. "Do you think I am that kind of person?!"

At that, Elspeth chuckled awkwardly while musing, Haven't your words just now proven whether you're that kind of guy?

But of course, she dared not say it upfront, seeing how livid the man was. So, she cleared her throat. "Of course not."

Finally, the man hmphed with content, then led Elspeth into the massive dispensary. With that, the young woman swept her gaze across the place, wondering, "This place is massive. They should have what I'm looking for, right?"

"Alright, dispense a prescription for typhoid fever." At that, the man checked his watch, and as the minute hand arrived on the fifteenth minute, he said, "You have half an hour."

"Thirty's a little long. Let's do ten minutes." Elspeth was aware that he wasn't putting her in a tight spot at all, but she didn't want to waste too much time doing boring stuff like this, either.

As a result, the man widened his eyes with incredulity. "The thirty minutes includes the time for you to find the herbs and distinguish them. But you want to shorten it to ten? Don't tell me you want to tank now before even starting?"

Tank... That's pretty fresh slang. Elspeth genuinely didn't think she'd find someone who'd know the term on the other side of the world.

"I really don't need thirty minutes. That's too long."

"Since you're so confident, I won't say no, then." The man nodded with peace of mind at that. "Very well. Ten minutes it is. I'll inspect your findings later."

"I want medicine that will give the best result. Don't go around thinking you can fool me with a common prescription," he added, worried she'd be somewhat lofty.

Common? Sonny would probably flip out if he heard what this guy said. That man constantly rambles about how everything he produces is the best of the best. But if this guy doesn't make much of Sonny's prescription, I'll sever our mentor-mentee relationship with him.

That said, that would be a story for another day.

The countdown began, and the man sat down on the chair aside. As he sipped on the tea that had been pre-prepared, he sized up the young woman busying away with his peripheral vision.

Meanwhile, Elspeth's eyes lit up after her gaze swept across the dispensary storing thousands of medicinal herbs.

She had thought she'd have a hard time finding the herbs with how they were organized, but it turned out that the arrangements were nearly identical to Sonny's.

Can it be...

A bold notion came to her, but she quickly suppressed it. The most important thing right then was dispensing the medicine.

As she searched through the dispensary, she inadvertently grabbed a few herbs, and every time she did, the man would quirk his brows.

All else aside, this girl really knows what to pick out. All of them are rarities that I'm reluctant to use.

At that, his gaze finally turned from skeptical to admiration. However, Elspeth didn't notice it. She was picking out the herbs while recalling what Sonny had taught her, which honestly had long been seared into her mind.

When the time came to eight and a half minutes, Elspeth placed a box of medicinal herbs on the table beside the man. "I'm done."

The man hadn't even finished his tea when he saw her standing confidently aside, waiting for him to inspect her prescription. At that, he quirked his lips.

This girl managed to get the prescription ready in less than ten minutes?!

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