Du Zhen read the discussion in the group chat, and it got him thinking.
'Ding's Pharmaceutical Factory?'
'They're incredibly famous.'
'If the herbs are really from them, the quality must be guaranteed, right?'
'The clinic is running low on herbs anyway. I'll go take a look.'
Du Zhen immediately closed up his clinic and drove to the neighboring Feng City.
When he arrived at the sales center for Ding's Medicinal Materials Company and saw the samples in the display cases, Du Zhen's eyes widened in amazement.
The Danggui was glossy, plump, and intensely fragrant.
The white peony was firm, its cross-section clearly showing a chrysanthemum-like pattern at its core.
The Rehmannia Glutinosa was black as lacquer, glistening like oil, and sweet as syrup…
"Good herbs. Now *this* is what I call good herbs!"
Du Zhen was thrilled.
For a practitioner of Chinese medicine, seeing such fine herbs was like a swordsman discovering a legendary blade.
