Chapter 397

"Wait, Mr. Morrison isn't awake yet. Should we feed him some goldenseal soup to nourish him?" Dunstan was suddenly reminded of Kieran, who was resting in Willow Creek Clinic's back room. He heard that Kieran was once Yolanda's teacher, so he was often very attentive to anything Kieran-related. "That would work. But since he's not in great health now, he shouldn't have anything too strong. The 500-year-old aged goldenseal isn't suitable for him." After thinking about it, Yolanda picked out an ordinary Echinacea root that was a few decades old instead from the boxes. "You can put this in a soup." "Okay, I'll do it in a bit," said Dunstan. He seemed to have thought of something and added, "I have something to report to you, Ms. Henderson." Dunstan fished out an accounts log book. "Miguel is an asshole. Not only did he pass off subpar herbs as premium herbs, but he sold ordinary herbs for three times the price to the patients. "He also wrote a lot of faux medicinal formulas prete