342 dical Exchange
Han Shi handed the task of distributing the seeds to Bane and Goshawk while he brought Wang Zhiqiang and Berserk to the factory construction site.
The factory used to be Wei Zhi’s orchard.
Now, the orchard had been cleaned up and two-story buildings had been built. Looking at the shirtless and strong n, Han Shi couldn’t help but praise, “At this rate, it won’t take long.”
“Boss, do you want to open the factory next spring?”
Seeing that he seed to be anxious, Wang Zhiqiang frowned and asked, “The brewing needs a certain amount of ti to fernt. Even if we open the factory in spring, we won’t be able to sell. Boss, are you in such a hurry?”
Han Shi rubbed the space between his eyebrows helplessly. “No, I don’t have much ti left. If I can’t make a na of myself, how can I protect Xi?”
If he did not do well, what if the Mu family snatched Xi away?
Moreover, he had also sworn a three-year promise. If he did not fulfill it on ti, the Mu family would have a good reason to separate them. He did not want Xi to be in a difficult position.
During this period of ti, he felt that being with Qin Xi was like living in a bubble. It could break very easily.
Wang Zhiqiang did not know what he was worried about. He only knew that with the lady boss’s ability, she did not seem to need Han Shi’s protection at all.
Of course, he did not dare to say this out loud, afraid that it would hurt his boss’s pride.
**
Ji Ding Hall.
Qin Xi had just given Old Master Qi acupuncture and reminded him what he could and couldn’t do recently.
“Don’t worry, you’ve recovered very well during this period of ti. It won’t be long before you can be like before. However, it’s better not to undergo high-intensity training. You have to take it slow.”
After thanking her gratefully, Old Master Qi suddenly changed the topic. “Thank you, Divine Doctor. Have you heard of the dical exchange?”
“dical exchange?” Qin Xi raised her eyebrows. “I’ve never heard of that.”
“Didn’t Master Gao tell you?” Old Master Qi was slightly surprised. He thought that Gao Huiren would tell Qin Xi about this.
“Not yet. What’s so special about this?” Qin Xi shook her head and asked.
Old Master Qi explained slowly, “I don’t know the details, but this dical exchange is held every three years. To put it bluntly, it’s a gathering of famous dical people from all over Zhehai Province.”
“Usually, at this ti, a large number of reporters will go over to interview the doctors. If you want Ji Ding Hall to be a household na, why don’t you give it a try?”
“What’s there to go? They’re just a bunch of people fishing for fa. It’ll only be a waste of ti.” At this mont, Gao Huiren’s mocking voice ca from the door.
“Shifu, I can guarantee that you’ll definitely regret it if you go.”
“Oh? Tell about it,” Qin Xi said with a smile.
Gao Hui sat opposite Qin Xi and said, “Those self-proclaid academic experts sitting on the rostrum are all just paying lip service. They don’t even know what they are talking about. They just want to gain attention on television and make themselves known, but in fact, they are clueless.”
“Is there no one with real knowledge?”
Qin Xi asked curiously.
Qin Xi understood that the world was not in shortage of pundits who claid to be knowledgeable in certain areas. However, she did not believe that there was no one in Zhehai Province who had real knowledge.
When she asked her question, Gao Huiren was a little dejected.
“Not in the field of Chinese dicine. There were a few in the past, but they were replaced by Western dicine… Sigh, what a pity!”
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