A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 87: Ahe, He Used to Love Me Very Much

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Ahe, He Used to Love Me Very Much

The pharmacy room was fully equipped with all the utensils needed for preparing medicinal herbs.

There were manual tools required for traditional Chinese medicine preparation, like the herb cutting knife, slicing knife, and medicine frying pan, as well as the latest machinery for processing medicinal materials in Western medicine.

Manager Chen led Shen Yanhe through the door, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his free hand, "We bought all these pharmaceutical tools in advance, not only the equipment for traditional Chinese medicine preparation but also machines for making Western medicine."

"Miss Shen, please take a look, is there anything missing? If there is, let me know immediately, and I’ll send someone to purchase it."

Shen Yanhe carefully examined all the tools in the pharmacy, a hint of satisfaction appearing in her eyes, "No need, everything is complete, thank you for the effort."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all," Manager Chen replied, flattered, and began to back towards the door, seeing the hint, "Then Miss Shen, take your time, I won’t disturb you any further."

"Should you need anything, you can press that red button, and I’ll come over right away," Manager Chen pointed at the red button on the pharmaceutical counter and said to Shen Yanhe.

"Alright."

Before leaving, Manager Chen also closed the door behind him, leaving Shen Yanhe alone in the pharmacy room.

Shen Yanhe sorted out the Detoxification Medicine ingredients that Fu Yanhe would drink and the medicinal herbs for foot soaking and set them aside, before she started to work on making the scar removal ointment.

The process of making the scar removal ointment wasn’t complicated, the only difficulty was in the purification of the herbs.

After all, to make an effective medicine, one has to preserve the numerous medicinal properties within the herbs.

While Shen Yanhe was busy in the pharmacy room.

Xia Ran and her two companions, who had been driven out by Spring Herbs, were heading towards the parking lot, their faces as ugly as if they had eaten something disgusting.

Yan Daishan’s face was livid, and she shifted the frustration felt from Shen Yanhe onto Xia Ran, speaking with great dissatisfaction, "Xia Ran, didn’t you say that Shen Yanhe was just a country bumpkin from the countryside?"

"How could a bumpkin have shares in Spring Herbs? You didn’t lie to me, did you?"

This was the first time she had ever been kicked out of a store and scolded to her face, and she felt extremely humiliated.

Xia Ran’s hand clutched her bag tightly, her lips pursed and eyes slightly red as she said, feeling wronged, "I really don’t know, Shen Yingying previously told me explicitly that Shen Yanhe was just a country bumpkin without parents."

She had investigated very thoroughly.

So why had Shen Yanhe suddenly become a shareholder of Spring Herbs?

Lin Yinyin narrowed her eyes, speculating, "Maybe, Spring Herbs is a property of the Fu Family, and Shen Yanhe is Fu Yanhe’s wife..."

Then, it would make sense for Shen Yanhe to become a shareholder of Spring Herbs.

Xia Ran also thought of this possibility and gripped her bag even harder, her knuckles turning white. She was filled with resentment.

Those privileges were supposed to be hers.

Now they had become Shen Yanhe’s.

Hearing this, Yan Daishan’s eyes were full of jealousy, and she clenched her fist in frustration, "What’s so good about that country bumpkin? Why would Fu Yanhe treat her so well."

Lin Yinyin bit her lip and said nothing, but a faint envy for Shen Yanhe arose in her heart.

Xia Ran pursed her lips and stopped walking, saying, "I just remembered, there are some matters I need to deal with at the studio, you go ahead first."

Lin Yinyin nodded, "Okay, then Shanshan and I will head back first."

After Lin Yinyin and Yan Daishan had left in the car, Xia Ran turned and made her way back towards Spring Herbs.

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Shen Yanhe had been busy for nearly five hours and finally, before nightfall, had concocted a large pot of crystal-clear, green scar removal ointment that gave off a faint, fragrant scent.

After making the scar removal ointment, Shen Yanhe realized that she hadn’t bought any boxes to put it in.

She searched the pharmacy but couldn’t find any boxes for the ointment. Instead, she stumbled upon five bottles of what seemed to be Renal Treasure Pills left by someone.

One of the bottles was already opened and in a state of having been used.

Shen Yanhe stared at the five bottles of Renal Treasure Pills, lost in thought.

After reflecting for only two seconds, she decisively emptied the pills from the five bottles, wrapped them in paper, and placed them back in the drawer for Renal Treasure Pills.

After some thought, she found another piece of paper and wrote on it.

Kidney deficiency often results in back and leg pain, lethargy, and a feeling of emptiness after overexertion. Simply taking Renal Treasure won’t cure it. If you want to strengthen your kidneys, Mt. Akina’s experienced driver can lend a hand. No need for 888, no need for 998, just 288, and you’ll get back two strong kidneys. Contact number 191XXXXX293.

After writing the note, Shen Yanhe placed it in the drawer, cleaned the empty Renal Treasure bottles, and filled them with the scar removal ointment from the pot.

The Renal Treasure bottles were quite large, and the five bottles were just enough to hold all the ointment from the pot.

Shen Yanhe took out a bottle, wrote "Scar Removal Ointment" on it with a marker she found, and put it in a noticeable spot on the medicine counter; then she bagged the remaining four bottles in a black trash bag and left the pharmacy.

Outside, dusk had settled in, and one by one, the streetlights lit up, creating a bright and dazzling scene, with sparkling lights and colorful neon reflections complementing each other.

Street vendors set up their stalls, filling the air with the aroma of various snacks. There were office workers buying fried skewers after work and students waiting for their milk tea on their way to evening classes, with the distinctive, lively atmosphere of human life all around.

Shen Yanhe stood at the entrance of Chun He for a while before she slowly walked toward the area with the most snack stalls, carrying the black plastic bag.

After being busy for so long, she was already hungry and thought it was a good idea to grab something to eat on her way back.

Shen Yanhe’s outstanding appearance caught the attention of many, but she didn’t mind the stares. Her focus was solely on the fried skewer stall ahead.

However, before she reached her desired skewer stall, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and blocked her path.

"Miss Shen."

Shen Yanhe halted abruptly, slightly lifting her eyes.

Xia Ran, who should have been gone, appeared before her with an elegant smile and gestured toward a nearby café, "Could we talk?"

"There’s nothing between us to talk about." Shen Yanhe put her hands in her pockets and with a hint of laziness in her cat-like eyes, she spoke slowly and very politely, "Please step aside, you’re in my way."

It never occurred to Xia Ran that Shen Yanhe would refuse her. Her smile stiffened for a moment before she said quickly, "It’s about Yanhe."

Shen Yanhe, who was about to leave, paused mid-step and turned to give Xia Ran a deep look, "Okay."

Then she took the lead toward the café.

The two took their seats in the coffee shop.

After ordering coffee, Shen Yanhe stirred her hot cocoa and looked at Xia Ran, "What would Miss Xia like to talk to me about?"

"First off, I’d like to apologize for our previous conflict," Xia Ran said, holding the coffee cup in both hands, and gave Shen Yanhe an apologetic smile. She continued with a touch of sadness, "Miss Shen, you should know I was once Yanhe’s fiancée."

"Yanhe, he used to love me a lot."