Volume 7: Bloody Red Face! Chapter 165: What Qualifies You to Save Traditional Chinese Medicine?

  Chapter 165: What makes you think you can save traditional Chinese medicine?

  The sky is clear and sunny.

  After a week of heavy snow, it finally stopped. Qin Luo was holding an iron shovel in the courtyard, shoveling snow. If he didn't clear these accumulated snows to the outside drainage ditch, when they naturally melted, the small courtyard might become a river.

  Lin He lying under the eaves of the corridor reading a book, is Zhang Ailing's "Little Reunion". This woman known as the 'bible of petty bourgeoisie', her audience is really too broad. Intellectual women are almost all caught in her net.

  Lin Xunxi wore a white sportswear suit, with furry slippers on her feet. Her body was lazily leaning against the rattan chair, warm light shining on her focused and beautiful face, like an oil painting sprinkled with gold powder.

  Lin Xunxi is an extremely quiet woman, who has been suffering from 'misandry' for several years and has almost lost all her friends around her. In this fleeting era, how many friendships can withstand the ravages of time?

  So, in the few days after her resignation, she stayed at home all the time. Reading books, exercising, helping with household chores and doing some housework ----- it has to be said that this is a typical good wife and mother type of woman.

  Of course, provided you don't mind her being too silent.

  Lin Xie's reason for resigning was never mentioned, and Qin Luo didn't ask either. However, Qin Luo respected her decision. Since she wasn't happy with this job, leaving was the best choice.

  Actually, with Qin Luo's current wealth, he doesn't need to be a teacher who earns only a few thousand yuan per month. However, he likes his job and can't bear to part with so many lovely students - including Wang Jiujin.

  Whenever Wang Jiuyi is mentioned, Qin Luo gets a headache. He can no longer distinguish the relationship between them.

  Teacher-student relationship? Are there several teachers who can see through female students?

  Romantic relationship? It doesn't seem like it either.

  "Guess I'll just have to go with the flow." Qin Luo thought helplessly.

  Lin Xuan closed the book, looked up at Qin Luo who was busy in the courtyard, and had a happy sweet smile on his face. However, as if afraid of being discovered, this smile quickly disappeared from his face.

  "If you're tired, then stop and rest for a while." Lin Xuanxi shouted at Qin Luo.

  "That's it," said Qin Luo. He quickened his pace and shoveled the last few large blocks of residual snow into the drain, then carried the iron shovel to the eaves.

  Qin Luo plopped down on the rattan chair, grabbed the tea that Lin Xuan had prepared for him and took a sip, saying: "How about I introduce you to a job?"

  "Hmm?" Lin Xuanxi asked in confusion. Those gentle and beautiful eyes looked at Qin Luo, giving him a numb and tingling feeling.

  You're already a leftover woman in your late 20s and early 30s, yet you can still reveal such an innocent and naive expression. You're truly one of a kind.

  "It's like this..." Qin Luo hesitated, considering how to phrase it so as not to arouse her suspicions about his relationship with Li Jiancheng.

  "Is it Jing Cheng International or Chinese Medicine Association?" Lin Huanxi asked aloud.

  "You already know?" Qin Luo was shocked.

  Lin Xun nodded and said, "The media has been reporting on it, and Grandpa is also very concerned about these things."

  It's not just Lin Qingyuan who is concerned. Lin Huanxi is also very particular about these things. After all, this is a traditional Chinese medicine organization led by Qin Luo, and he is the first president of the association. If the plan fails this time, it will definitely be a blow to him.

  Fortunately, the start was perfect. Just waiting for this organization to start making money and generating profits.

  After the organization makes a profit, the guild will be able to operate normally and won't have to keep pouring money into it like International City did.

  "How did you guess that I have a relationship with Jing City International?" Qin Luo asked.

  Lin Xunxi looked up at Qin Luo and said, "Although I haven't been in contact with Li Qingcheng, I still have some understanding of her abilities. If she had such a prescription earlier, Qingcheng International would have been made bigger and stronger by her."

  "You and your grandfather also discussed the prescription issue of Jinwan Yangji Powder at the dinner table. Prove that this prescription was provided by you. At least I'm not sure what kind of cooperative way you are in. Also, some information can be obtained from your participation in the advertisement shooting of Jinwan Yangji Powder."

  "You guessed it. I do have a stake in Qing Cheng International." Qin Luo said with a smile. Indeed, one can't underestimate any woman. Lin Xuanxi usually appears indifferent to everything, but some things are still not hidden from her discerning eyes.

  "What do you mean by wanting me to go and do some work?" Lin Xuanxi asked.

  Qin Luo smiled and said: "It depends on your choice. Either the Chinese Medicine Association or Jing Cheng International will do."

  "Then I'll go to the Chinese Medical Association," said Lin Xuanxi.

  "Why?" Qin Luo asked curiously.

  In fact, he hoped that Lin Xuanxi would help him take charge of the affairs of Qingcheng International. The Chinese Medicine Association is a new organization with too much work and too many trivial matters to deal with, and it also needs to communicate with all parties, so it's best to leave it to Li Qiancheng, a woman with strong social skills.

  "I don't like the name 'Qingcheng International'." Lin Xuanxi said.

  Qin Luo suddenly felt like he had done something very foolish.

  He brought Lin Xuan and Li Jiancheng together to work, can this 'Ice and Fire Double Sky' really blend water and fire?

  I hope there won't be another incident where two women are chopping at each other with knives in the future.

  Qin Luo was just thinking of lingering in Lin Xiang's arms and playing affectionately when the phone on the table suddenly rang.

  Lin Xiang helped him bring over his phone, then jumped up from her chair and gave the whole rattan chair to him to sit on.

  The incoming call was Wang Yangxin's number. Due to recent busy affairs, Qin Luo hadn't contacted him for a long time.

  "Taking care of your heart, is there anything?" Qin Luo asked as he answered the phone.

  "Big brother, where are you? Are you free?" Wang Yangxin asked with a smile.

  "I'm at home. Today I just happened to have nothing to do." Qin Luo said. He didn't have nothing to do, but rather had handed all his affairs over to Li Jiancheng.

  Of course, looking at Li Jiancheng was like a high-speed machine constantly issuing various orders, and he really couldn't help much. He simply didn't stay there to disturb her work.

  In his subconscious mind, Qin Luo also didn't dare to have too much contact with her.

  He savored the taste. Ever since Qin Luo unbuttoned her blouse in Lie Qingcheng, he couldn't help but steal glances at her chest. Foolish things often happened.

  "Then come to Shen Zhen Wang for a trip. Someone wants to see you. Found us here." Wang Yangxin said with a bitter smile.

  "Who is it?" Qin Luo asked.

  "It's a big deal. You'll know when you get here. Grandpa is with them right now." said Wang Yangxin.

  "Hanging up the phone, Qin Luo said: 'I'm going out for a trip.'"

  Lin Xie seemed to have anticipated this outcome and had already fetched Qin Luo's long gown to help him put it on.

  Qin Luo was savoring the service of a stunning beauty, and then he savored the kiss of her lips before leaving.

  When he stood at the entrance of the residential area and waited for more than ten minutes, he finally hailed a taxi. Qin Luo couldn't help but think again "Should I get a driver's license?"

  Unfortunately, he is a road idiot. In this vast city of Yanjing, he can't even tell the difference between east, south, west and north. I don't know if he can get his driver's license smoothly with such a level.

  Qin Luo rushed to the Divine Needle King, and Wang Yangxin was already standing at the door waiting for him. The two former enemies were now fellow disciples, and fate really did like to play jokes on people.

  "Big brother, you're here." Wang Yangxin said with a smile.

  "Hmm. Who wants to see me?" Qin Luo asked. Although Wang Yangxin's address of him as 'Shixiong' made him feel somewhat strange, he didn't correct it.

  Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have not been separated from the family. People who study medicine and those who study martial arts are equally fond of ranking and following rules. This is not conservatism, but a sign of respect for their predecessors.

  According to the rules, Wang Yangxin should indeed call Qin Luo "Shixiong" (older brother).

  "It seems that they are also studying medicine. Grandpa has been accompanying them, and I haven't had a chance to ask around. They seem to be of a very high generation. Grandpa is being quite polite to them." Wang Yangxin said.

  "I'll go take a look." Qin Luo's curiosity was piqued. Wang Xiushen was a renowned figure in traditional Chinese medicine, and his seniority in the field was intimidatingly high. Who could be more formidable than him?

  "In the VIP room. I'll take you there," said Wang Yangxin.

  Under Wang Yangxin's lead, Qin Luo arrived at the room specially used by Godly Doctor Wang to receive honored guests.

  Wang Yangxin stood at the door and knocked, saying: "Grandfather, Qin Luo has arrived."

  There was no response from inside, and after a while, Wang Xiuren himself came over to open the door and said, "Qin Luo, come in."

  Wang Yangxin was forced to make way, and he still thought he could follow Qin Luo in to gather some information.

  Qin Luo went in and was immediately drawn to the two guests sitting on the sofa.

  Like him, the two men were also wearing long robes. They were all wearing black robes of the same style, with a totem similar to a skull embroidered on their chests. Underneath the skull, two knives were crossed to form a supporting frame. This made Qin Luo wonder what they wanted to express.

  These two men, one was slightly older, over forty years old. Dark face with a long beard. The long beard was trimmed very neatly, like a well-groomed man. The other one was very young, looking similar to Qin Luo. He also looked good, but the pride in his eyes was much stronger than Qin Luo's.

  "Are you Qin Luo?" The first one to speak was surprisingly that young guy.

  "It's me." Qin Luo said. "Who are you?"

  Qin Luo said the second sentence when he had already turned his face to look at Wang Xiu's body. He could see the pride of those two people, and the question he asked himself would not be answered by them in nine out of ten cases.

  Before Wang Xiuren could respond to Qin Luo's question, the young man had already said: "I heard you want to save traditional Chinese medicine?"

  "That's right." Qin Luo said. He was increasingly disgusted with this kid.

  "What makes you think so?" the young man asked. "What makes you think you can save traditional Chinese medicine?"

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