Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration Chapter 474: Supreme Divine Doctor 469 (4) Add more 2

In the original plot, the protagonist, before dying, only saw a young child standing in front of her, with eyes filled with indifference.

However, the protagonist didn’t make the connection between this child and the person who killed her.

At that ti, her father’s friend wanted to give her a hand, but due to Liao Lin’s and Liao Mingxin’s status, not many people dared to intervene.

Ye Shaohua, through her own ans, uncovered things she hadn’t yet known about and lazily burned the paper.

These matters were all extrely secretive in this world.

Even Jianghu didn’t know that Liao Lin was such a monstrous talent.

However, if Ye Shaohua wanted to know sothing, under the heavens, there was no one who could escape her divinations.

Thinking of this, Ye Shaohua smiled gently.

If that’s the case, let’s play a bigger ga.

Dong Xue looked at her young lady like this, and although she was smiling, a chill ran down her spine.

"Lady, do you really want to reopen the dical Hall?" Dong Xue asked uneasily, shifting the topic, "But now all business is being controlled by Revival Hall. How is that Miss Liao from Revival Hall so incredible?"

Dong Xue had seen Ye Bozhong’s dical skills, but when she thought of Liao Mingxin’s dical skills, she couldn’t help but admire them, "The thing they sold last ti at Revival Hall... what was it called... bandaids? They’re much better than golden sore dicine. And that thing she initiated, what’s it called, surgery, it saved a lot of people..."

"You’re silly," Ye Shaohua glanced at Dong Xue with a light laugh, "That little girl, do you know the real effectiveness of the golden sore dicine? Even the deepest wounds can be imdiately staunched, without leaving scars or any side effects. Bandaids are convenient but they take a long ti to work and they leave scars. If it were you, which would you prefer?"

Dong Xue was instantly speechless, "Are you speaking as if you’ve used golden sore dicine yourself?"

When she asked, she didn’t recall that Ye Shaohua had never seen a bandaid before. How could she know about its effectiveness?

"Take this," Ye Shaohua tossed a bottle of dicinal powder to Dong Xue, "I, the Lady, researched this golden sore dicine yesterday out of boredom. You can try it when you have a chance. When the dical Hall opens, this will be the first item for sale."

"The master said that one of the ingredients for the golden sore dicine has been lost long ago, with the final batch being in the Palace. So he hasn’t figured it out until now. How did you co to know of it?" Dong Xue held the white dicinal powder, staring at Ye Shaohua.

ntioning Ye Bozhong, Ye Shaohua sighed lightly, "These dicines, I can tell which dicinal herbs were used just by slling them."

"Lady, you..." Dong Xue looked at Ye Shaohua, montarily at a loss for words. She, of course, understood what Ye Shaohua ant.

Such people are naturally suited to be doctors, but it was a pity for her master...

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Revival Hall.

"Mingxin, you’ve grabbed the wrong dicine again," Jiujiu reminded Liao Mingxin from the side, "Are you tired? If you’re tired, take a break."

Liao Mingxin snapped back to reality, apologetically smiling, "It’s nothing."

Seeing her genuine appearance, Jiujiu believed her, "Eh, isn’t that the person from next door?" As Jiujiu raised her head, she saw a figure at the entrance of the street to the left of the main gate. Surprised, she said, "Mingxin, did you hear that the Ye Family dical Hall is going to reopen? I also heard that Prince Duan has visited the Ye Family. They’re not seriously going to support that quack family, are they? That’s just lacking discernnt."

"The Ye Family dical Hall?" Hearing that Sikong Mingxuan had visited Ye Shaohua, a chill filled Liao Mingxin’s eyes.

"Mother, has the Ye Family dical Hall offended you?" Liao Lin laughed carelessly from the side.

Liao Mingxin, hearing her precious son’s voice, suppressed her anger, "No, I can’t be bothered with those people."

Liao Lin looked at Liao Mingxin in this state and smirked mischievously, but did not express it in front of his mother.

He was not an ordinary child; having seen Sikong Mingxuan by chance, he knew that the man was his father.

He couldn’t believe his father would ignore his mother and him, and yet still interact with other won.

The young child wore a malicious smile.

It made Jiujiu beside him shiver.

But Liao Mingxin did not notice, as she was now thinking about the plot in the book.

In the book, the body Liao Mingxin had taken over belonged to a family of Traditional Chinese dicine that fell into decline. Later, she inherited the Liao Family dical Hall, and the book’s protagonist, Ye Shaohua, suppressed her at every turn. In the end, she t a dismal fate, as her dical skills were poor and almost no one visited the Liao Family dical Hall.

Her life was full of misery.

anwhile, across the street, Ye Shaohua not only thrived in business but also joined forces with Prince Duan to extinguish the rebels, clear her father’s na, and rise to prominence.

Liao Mingxin had no intention of interfering in the romance between the book’s male and female leads.

Although Sikong Mingxuan was a prince, renowned in both Jianghu and Jiangnan, Liao Mingxin, who ca from the 21st century and experienced a world of equality, was very disdainful of him.

She felt uncomfortable with Sikong Mingxuan’s behavior, but she let it go, considering it a bite from a dog in the past.

However, she had not expected that by avoiding trouble, things would be fine.

Yet Ye Shaohua was deliberately courting disaster, not content to live quietly, and even fancied the idea of reopening the Ye Family dical Hall.

Wanted to compete with Revival Hall for clients?

Thinking this, Liao Mingxin sneered. Unfortunately for her, she was not the cannon fodder female side character from the book; she was from the 21st century, a surgeon from Imperial City’s top hospital!

A competition it is, then?

Liao Mingxin would personally show Ye Shaohua what true despair was!