He Mingrun: "..." Eccentrics are common every year, but this year there are the most.
He ignored the old man and left with the medicine.
Only then did he realize that the name "Jiang Yatou" had instantly saved him four hundred thousand.
He would give all this money to her in the future. Da Feng Novel Network
At seven in the evening, He Mingrun finally returned to the He family.
Seeing that Lin Su and Yan Xin had not left, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Brother Mingrun, you're back." Lin Su walked towards him happily, always maintaining her beautiful smile.
He Mingrun nodded, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Lin Su did not feel awkward. "Brother Mingrun, we are just worried about Grandma. How can Jiang Nuan, a delinquent student who only graduated from junior high school, possibly cure anyone?"
At this moment, Yan Xin noticed the medicinal herbs in his hand. She also knew a little about traditional Chinese medicine. She walked over with a smile, "Young Master He, may I have a look at these herbs?"
He Mingrun was quite generous and took out various herbs, placing them on the table for Yan Xin to identify.
Yan Xin looked for a long time and didn't recognize a single one.
She smiled awkwardly, "Young Master He, do you have the prescription?"
He Mingrun again generously handed her the prescription.
Seeing the few characters written in a flamboyant script, which were even harder to understand than a foreign language, she also… didn't recognize a single word.
"Young Master He, these herbs are not even recognizable, and especially this prescription, it's completely incomprehensible. Do you really believe Jiang Nuan?"
He Mingrun said, "This can only prove one thing, you are inferior to others in skill."
After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the two of them and went directly to the backyard.
Yan Xin was stunned to be told she was inferior to others.
She would have accepted being inferior to others, but Jiang Nuan… she refused to accept it.
Compared to the front yard, the backyard was peaceful.
Jiang Nuan sat at the table, engrossed in her book, while Mu Jiuchen sat opposite her, diligently reviewing documents. The atmosphere was quiet and devoid of any awkwardness.
He Mingrun walked in and saw this scene. He doubted his own eyes because he had never seen such a casual Mu Jiuchen.
He couldn't see any trace of a violent aura on him.
"Miss Jiang, I'm back." His voice shattered the warm and peaceful atmosphere.
Although Mu Jiuchen was displeased, seeing that he had returned with the medicinal herbs on time, he ultimately said nothing.
Jiang Nuan also put away her book and placed it in her medical box.
"Thank you for your hard work." She took the herbs, poured them all out, and carefully sorted them.
After sorting out the first batch of medicine, she looked at He Mingrun and said, "Young Master He, please help me prepare a medicine pot and a stove."
"Alright!" He Mingrun called the butler to bring them over.
Jiang Nuan personally brewed the medicine, still reading her book while doing so.
Just then, her phone vibrated again.
She picked it up and saw that it was the person from earlier in the day.
"[Miss Jiang, have you considered my proposal from earlier today?]"
Jiang Nuan glanced at it but did not reply, continuing to read her book.
...
Modu!
Inside a high-tech research institute.
Several men sat around a bright glass table, with the man in the middle being the most striking.
He wore a white shirt and black straight-leg pants, reflecting in the bright light. His skin was slightly cool and pale, his features sharp and defined. His peach blossom eyes were filled with a faint glow, and deep within his eyes, as dark as the night, there was a shallow smile. His long, jade-like fingers gently stroked his chin, his languid posture exuding an innate coldness and abstinence.
A handsome man with glasses lowered his head slightly and said respectfully, "Third Master, Miss Jiang has not replied yet."