Author: Eighteen-year-old Jinli

Mr. Feng remembered that after Jiang Moxi prescribed the prescription, he told Mr. Li to boil medicine for the old lady on time and drink it for a month.

Everyone thought that the prescriptions prescribed by this child were at most just to relieve the old lady's pain and allow her to live a little more comfortable life during this last period.

Including Mr. Feng, he thought so at that time.

After all, he was just a small prescription, so he didn't have that much hope.

As a result, a month later, Mr. Li took the recovered old lady to the Feng family and said that he was here to thank the little miracle doctor for helping him.

From that time on, Mr. Feng felt more and more that the decision to pass on all medical skills to Jiang Moxi was the most correct decision.

He also hoped that Jiang Moxi could use her medical skills to cure cancer patients to the extreme and benefit all mankind.

But Jiang Moxi is not so interested in medical skills and often fishes for three days and has two days of drying the net.

As long as Mr. Feng didn't stare at her, she wouldn't know where she was wild.

That's why Mr. Feng often searched for her all over the world's traditional Chinese medicine books, hoping that she could read and learn more.

But when Jiang Moxi saw such a large stack of books, her face collapsed, and she was sad and resentful.

"Grandpa, I don't want to see it."

In fact, saving lives and helping the wounded is also a very beautiful thing. She did like it for a while, so she promised the old man to be his heir to medical skills.

Until that day, she saw him performing massage for a child in Mr. Feng’s clinic. The child was so uncomfortable that he cried. The child’s father came up quickly and punched the old man…

Jiang Moxi could clearly feel that from that day on, her love for saving lives and healing the wounded has dropped significantly.

Even though the father who beat someone later received the punishment he deserved, Jiang Moxi still couldn't find the original feeling.

"Take out your passion for saving grandpa back then, and you will finish reading these books in half a day." Mr. Feng said.

Jiang Moxi admitted frankly: "That's because you are grandpa, and I don't want you to leave. But to others, I think it's useless to save them, and there is no meaning."

So even after more than four years in Yancheng, she was poor and busy for money, and she only made a few Xiji pills to make money, but she never really used medical skills.

"Xi'er, I know that the patient's family beat someone back then had a deep impact on you, but in fact, it is a good thing to cure the disease and save the patient..."

Mr. Feng advised Jiang Moxi a lot. Jiang Moxi seemed to be listening, but Mr. Feng knew that this girl must have gone in her left ear and out of her right ear again.

In order to make Jiang Moxi regain his enthusiasm for medical skills and to make Jiang Moxi fall in love with medical practice again, Mr. Feng said:

"Let's do this, Dicheng Traditional Chinese Medicine College is recruiting new students recently. The quota you got at the age of twelve should still be available now. It just so happens that many famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are exchanging academics there recently, so you can discuss it with them."

In fact, Mr. Feng just wanted to let Jiang Moxi feel the love of other medical workers for their jobs and see if Jiang Moxi could regain his enthusiasm for medicine.

"I don't want to go."

Jiang Moxi refused lazily. She didn't even want to read a few medical books, let alone further studies in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and academic exchanges.

"If you don't want to go, then how about going on a blind date? I think that Weidong's nephew is good. He is about the same age as you and looks handsome..."

When Mr. Feng mentioned the word "Wei Dong", Jiang Moxi couldn't help but think of that man who was 70 or 80% similar to Fu Youhan.

Besides, I remembered Fu Youhan again...

Jiang Moxi thought that Mr. Feng also knew about her relationship with Fu Youhan.

But he suddenly forced her to go on a blind date with others. He must not really want to get married, but probably just wanted to change his way and send her to school.

In addition, Xie Ling happened to call, so Jiang Moxi had to agree to go to Dicheng College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and then answer the phone.

"My grandfather wants to send me to Dicheng College of Traditional Chinese Medicine for further studies. There will be no design drafts recently, so it's useless for you to urge me."

After Yunshang's new product launch conference, the suspicion of Jiang Moxi's plagiarism was cleared, and Yunshang's orders were also increasing.

Those famous ladies and noble ladies seemed to think that only by ordering more clothes to Yunshang can Jiang Moxi be relieved, so recently even private customizations have been over.

In this way, Xie Ling kept urging Jiang Moxi to produce new designs so that Yun Shang could make a fortune by taking advantage of this wave of popularity.

So now that I received another call from Xie Ling, Jiang Moxi couldn't help but think that she was here to urge the design draft again.

But unexpectedly, Xie Linghuo asked her on the other side of the phone: "Did you see the hot searches on the Internet?"

"What hot searches? I was chatting with my grandfather just now and I didn't have time to watch these."

Jiang Moxi vaguely realized that things were not simple, and her eyebrows were slightly frowning.

"The Jiang family broke your relationship and said that at the new product launch conference, you said that you had two brothers and that it was purely a lie, just to deny their family."

"Also, they also revealed that Yun Shang and you and Jiang Weiwei claimed 2.8 billion yuan, forcing Jiang Weiwei to commit suicide by cutting her wrists."

Xie Ling's tone was furious, as if she wanted to use a machine gun to wipe out the Jiang family.

"There is a lot of popularity on the Internet now. I have been public relations several times, but now I have found professionals to control it, and the popularity cannot be reduced at all."

What Xie Ling’s biggest headache was that with this revelation, many of Jiang Moxi’s “black materials” in the Imperial City were dug out.

For example, she deliberately pretended to be ugly, but after being exposed, she said that she had plastic surgery.

For example, Jiang Moxi went to work at night for Feng Ming's medical expenses, and was exposed, saying that she did not give up the money.

There is also Jiang Moxi who studies at Yancheng Technical College, and her grades are still steadily ranked last every year.

After being exposed, it was also said that how could she design such excellent works like a mud that could not be supported by the wall?

Some people even suspect that her designs are copied by Jiang Weiwei.

After all, Jiang Weiwei is the school beauty who attends the No. 1 university and receives high scholarships every year.

Xie Ling also said: "If this matter can be removed as soon as possible, we will go to Haidilao tonight. If it is not handled properly, you may have to go to Haidilao me."

At the end, Xie Ling was crying.

Jiang Moxi was a little confused: "What's wrong? You haven't encountered strong winds and waves, why are you crying?"

Xie Ling has been operating Yunshang alone for many years, and she has faced it countless times.

So Jiang Moxi was a little confused. Why did she cry this time?

But Xie Ling's crying did not stop, but instead became more and more intense: "I have seen the storm and waves, but I was not pressed against my neck with a knife!"

Jiang Moxi's watery eyes turned and asked, "Brother Yu is on your side?"

Only Feng Yu's crazy personality can hold Xie Ling, the manager at the first time of the incident.

Xie Ling whimpered: "Not only, there are also your driver Fu and Feng Ming. Come to Yunshang's headquarters, I can't bear it alone."
Chapter completed!