But even so, they are determined to cure their acne at all costs!
It’s clear that acne has a significant impact on their lives.
Although treating acne is a minor issue for Sophia, the patients who traveled such long distances moved her. She didn’t treat them lightly just because their condition seemed trivial and was very patient with each one.
The medicine boiling machine had arrived at her home, and Sophia used it to prepare the medicine once. However, the current machine couldn’t compare to the high-tech products of her previous life. The machine’s boiled medicine had a changed taste, and after adding water and waiting for it to boil, the ratio altered, and the thickness didn’t meet Sophia’s standards. How could the medicine be effective?
Sophia couldn’t find an immediate solution. Boiling medicine is a long process requiring great attention. She prepared the medicine and let them take it to a pharmacy for boiling, knowing they would also use a machine there. But if everything had to be boiled with a clay pot, she truly couldn’t manage.
Thinking this, Sophia increased the dosage, repeatedly adjusting it to try to reach her ideal requirements.
For now, this would have to do; she’d think of alternatives later.
Sophia sealed the medicine bags and gave them to everyone, carefully writing out the usage instructions, and only then sent the patients off.
After they left, she calculated the earnings. Today, she had only sold acne cream, and it turned out to be over 4,000 dollars!
Some customers even bought over a dozen containers, as if they were free, saying they wanted to stock up.
Sophia stopped them, saying, “Your acne will clear up within a month. Who are you buying so much for?”
“Oh, right…”
Sophia couldn’t help but laugh at their reactions.
However, this also gave her unprecedented confidence. If an acne cream alone could make her famous, then with her nasal ointment, skincare cream, medicinal baths, and medical skills, would she still need to worry about the survival of her clinic?
After a long day, Sophia took a cab back to the Scott residence. Upon entering, she found Scott Richard and the others sitting on the sofa.
Andrea looked displeased, and Scott Richard patted her hand to reassure her.
“Sophia, you’re back?” Scott Richard greeted her with a smile.
Scott Henry was sitting beside them, staring intensely at Sophia.
Strange! They were about to get divorced, yet he suddenly found his wife getting more attractive. He hadn’t noticed before; though she was good-looking, something always seemed missing. But now, Sophia had a determined look in her eyes, gazing indifferently at others, as if nothing could faze her—completely different from before.
People are strange; the more Sophia ignored him, the more disappointed Henry felt.
Lately, Henry hadn’t had it easy either. Though he had been pushing for the divorce, a video of Olivia kicking Sophia out had gone viral. Netizens were outraged, calling Olivia “the most shameless mistress in history” and labeling him a scumbag. They called them a pair of degenerates! Olivia had returned, upset, crying, and Henry had to console her while also handling pressure from the company board. He was exhausted. In these circumstances, Olivia was still pushing him to get married and demanded an explanation, so he’d been avoiding her for a few days now.
“Sophia?” Henry gave her a forced smile.
It seemed he hadn’t washed his hair in days, looking greasy, and Sophia distastefully moved to the side.
Scott Richard cleared his throat and smiled, “Sophia, I’ve already reprimanded your mother-in-law and Henry. She was provoked by Olivia and acted irrationally in throwing your things out. Rest assured, this won’t happen again. As for Henry, to be honest, a man making mistakes isn’t a big deal, as long as he knows to come home. I’m sure your grandfather and father taught you this. In the future, I’ll make sure Henry comes home on time. You two can go on a trip to Canada and rekindle your feelings.”
Sophia raised her eyebrows, nearly laughing at Scott Richard’s performance.
“Mr. Scott, this really doesn’t sound like you! Don’t you wish I’d leave empty-handed? Just say it—what do you really want?”
Scott Richard laughed awkwardly, handing her a piece of paper.
“Sophia, we’re family. Although there’s talk of divorce, it hasn’t happened yet, and who can say what the future holds? I was close friends with your father and truly considered you my daughter-in-law, no matter how many women Henry has outside.”
Sophia sneered, “Well, that’s not certain!”
Surprised by her reaction, Scott Richard had thought his offer would persuade her, as she was a lone student without much support. Without the Scott family, she’d have nowhere to live. However, she didn’t leave any room for compromise.
With a hint of sarcasm, Sophia said, “What makes you think I’d endure Henry’s affairs and stay as your family’s daughter-in-law? You must be dreaming! Do you think your son is some hot commodity? Or that he’s so irresistible I can’t live without him?”
Henry’s face turned red, and he shouted, “Sophia, what nonsense are you spouting?”
Scott Richard had expected her to back down, considering her situation. Yet here she was, showing no interest at all.
With a glance, he handed her another piece of paper and said, “Sophia, I trust you’re not that kind of person. Henry may have made mistakes, but he’s not unforgivable. Besides, you aren’t blameless either.”
“Blameless? Whether I’m blameless or not is up to you to say?”
Sophia smirked, picking up the paper.
Scott Richard smiled, “Sophia, do you remember this prescription? It’s a Scott family ancestral remedy. I’m sure your grandfather must have told you something about it. Think carefully.”
Sophia said nothing, quickly scanning the prescription. She soon realized it was a traditional ointment for hemorrhoids.
But…
This hemorrhoid ointment recipe was incomplete.
She knew because her family had the same recipe in her past life.
What a coincidence—two families in different times and places with identical hemorrhoid ointment recipes.
Without showing any reaction, Sophia studied Scott Richard. Despite his attempt to remain composed, he couldn’t hide the eager look on his face. According to Scott Livinus, the Scott family had spent tens of millions and significant time developing this ointment. As a pharmaceutical company, the Scott family had not released any new products in a long time, placing all their hopes on this hemorrhoid ointment.
