Jiang Yiming is not very old, but his words are very accurate.

His thin body was pierced with silver needles, and he didn't even shed a single tear.

When An Mu took action to pierce the last silver needle dyed with the potion into his body, Jiang Yiming finally fainted in pain.

"Wait ten minutes, then you can get the needles in. Then put Yiming in the medicinal bath I wrote the prescription in advance, and then let him have a good sleep."

An Mu wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and explained.

Di Wenjue looked at An Mu's treatment process from the beginning and sighed, "An Mu, I didn't expect that your acupuncture technique was so proficient. Now I'm really sure you are a genius."

An Mu shook his head humbly: "Old Di, how can I compare with you in this little trick of my silly trick?"

Where does the genius come from in this world?

When An Mu first learned to acupuncture, he didn't know how many layers of skin shed on his hands.

Sometimes after she finishes practicing, she doesn't even have the strength to eat with a knife and fork.

The only thing I am glad that after my rebirth, the acupuncture skills were not unfamiliar at all.

"Girl, you don't have to be humble. If I misjudged this, I would be so sorry for my decades of traditional Chinese medicine research." Di Wenjue actually wanted to ask who Master An Mu was.

Of course he would not believe in any self-learning style.

But Jiang Huaitian had already checked An Mu's background clearly, and there were indeed no relatives in her family who were practicing medicine.

"Among, you've been tired for a long time, let's go for dinner together?"

Jiang Huaitian looked at Jiang Yiming with nothing to do and spoke.

An Mu nodded and smiled, "Okay, if I don't give it to you, I really have to complain."

After she persuaded Jiang Yiming to return, she started to acupuncture for him, and this action took three hours.

It’s already nine o’clock on the clock. How can An Mu not be hungry?

Di Wenjue stayed by Jiang Yiming's side to take care of him. He knew that Jiang Huaitian had something to talk to An Mu.

...

"Is the food still related to your appetite?"

Jiang Huaitian looked at An Mu who was eating voraciously and knew that she was really hungry.

"very good!"

An Mu said as he grabbed the last golden steamed bun on the table and got down again after a few strokes.

It is obvious that the table is home-cooked dishes, steamed buns, white rice porridge, and four side dishes, which are very delicious.

Especially the refreshing and crispy radish, she ate it clean in one breath, wishing she could even bring up the little vinegar sauce to drink.

After eating all the food on the table, An Mu smiled awkwardly: "Old Jiang, you're laughing..."

"Don't say such polite words. You will know when you reach my age. It's a blessing to be able to eat!"

Jiang Huaitian saw many people in front of him, holding and pretending!

It is the first time that I am not polite to express my true nature like An Mu.

Looking at the empty plates and bowls on the table, Jiang Huaitian loved this girl a little more.

"Mr. Di just told me that Yiming's first treatment was very successful. I thank you very much." Jiang Huaitian said.

An Mu sat quietly without saying a word. She knew that Jiang Huaitian was about to get to the point.

"I have always liked to owe everyone favors. Girl, tell me, how much do you plan to charge for the potion Yiming used?"

Today, after JAC Tian and Di Wenjue chatted, they realized An Mu’s intention.

An Mu took the initiative to hand over the medicine, and it was definitely not that she didn't take any money. She should have something to ask for.

"Old Jiang... Is it a bit sad to withdraw money?" An Mu asked with a faint smile.

This old guy is such a thief. Want to use money to hit her?

If it's just for money, An Mu has a way to sell the potion.

Or maybe she asked when she first met JAC, so she still had to wait until now?

Jiang Huaitian lit a cigarette and said, "Girl, you are a smart person, so I won't go around with you! My identity is here, and there are countless enemies in the open and secret. If you use money to clear it, it should be the best choice for you."

"Old Jiang. The best choice does not mean that I need it."

How could An Mu not understand what Jiang Huaitian mean?

If she is tied to him, she will become a thorn in the eyes of JAC Tian’s opponent in the future.

The darkness of politics is not just cruel and vicious.

Jianghuai Tian used money to fight An Mu, but actually had a kind heart.

However, An Mu wanted to climb from the bottom to the top pyramid. If she only accumulated money, she would probably not see her father and sister and brother if she used it for another ten years.

Sometimes sacrifice is necessary.

When Jiang Huaitian heard An Mu's answer, he picked the corner of his eyes and said calmly: "I don't understand you, a little bit. Is it okay to give you some money to have food and clothing in this life or even the next life? Why should you be stubborn about the rights in my hands?"

If you don’t have money, you naturally want power.

"Old Jiang, there are so many rich people in society now, and I am not the only one."

An Mu still had a smile on his lips and said, "What I want is to be able to enter the top circle, not money."

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Huaitian and said, "Besides, can you keep money without a status? Mr. Jiang, you can't cheat me, a little girl."

Even if An Mu has endless money to spend, so what?

If someone is interested in tidying her, wouldn’t it be the rhythm of turning into a pile of waste paper immediately?

How many elites in the mall have become prisoners overnight after offending the official family?

So what if JAC Tian gives her money?

What if An Mu offends someone one day, can she keep the money?

It's like climbing a cliff with a rope hanging, and it's about to reach the top, but a bad guy on it said "clicking" the rope.

What will happen?

Apart from nothing, I'm afraid you'll be crushed to pieces and your life is in danger!

When Jiang Huaitian listened to An Mu's words, he thought to himself: Are you a little girl? I think you are an old monster wearing the outer skin of a little girl.

He thought that money could solve this problem, but he didn't expect that An Mu would see so clearly the essence of the Vanity Fair.

The house was silent for a moment, and Jiang Huaitian did not give An Mu directly the answer. He twisted the cigarette in his hand and said, "Last time the woman who caused you to harm your villa by the sea was found, do you want to go and see her?"

At this time, Jianghuai Tian suddenly changed the topic, which was definitely of interest.

Jiang Huaitian asked, but An Mu naturally couldn't refuse. She nodded and replied: "Look!"

After all, Yu Meitong would not let her go.

After living for two lives, the first time she was humiliated like that was thanks to this woman.

After Jiang Huaitian called Gao Zhanpeng in, the three of them walked out of the western-style building in the night and turned to a quiet path near the foot of the mountain.
Chapter completed!