Old Master Feng rembered that, after Jiang Moxi wrote the prescription, she had instructed Mr. Li to faithfully decoct the dicine for the elderly lady and drink it regularly for a month.
Everyone thought that the prescription the child had formulated could at most alleviate the old lady’s suffering, allowing her to spend her last days in a bit more comfort.
Including Old Master Feng, that’s what he had thought at the ti.
After all, it was just a simple prescription, and he hadn’t held out much hope.
To everyone’s surprise, a month later, Mr. Li ca to the Feng family with the completely recovered elderly lady, expressing gratitude to the young miracle doctor for saving a life.
It was from that mont that Old Master Feng increasingly felt that deciding to pass on all his dical knowledge to Jiang Moxi had been the right decision.
He also wished dearly that Jiang Moxi could maximize her dical techniques for curing cancer, bringing benefits to all humanity.
Yet Jiang Moxi was not so interested in dicine, often procrastinating or neglecting her studies.
Whenever Old Master Feng took his eyes off her, her mind would wander to god knows where.
For this reason, Old Master Feng would often seek out traditional Chinese dical texts from around the world, hoping she would read and learn more.
But faced with such a large stack of books, Jiang Moxi’s face would fall, and she’d mournfully complain.
"Grandfather, I don’t want to read them."
Actually, saving lives and aiding the wounded was a beautiful thing, and she did like it for a while, which was why she agreed to beco his dical heir in the first place.
Until that day, in Old Master Feng’s clinic, she saw him performing a massage on a child who was crying out in pain, and the child’s father, in a panic, gave Old Master Feng a punch...
Jiang Moxi could distinctly feel that since that day, her passion for saving lives and aiding the wounded notably dwindled.
Even though that violent father was later rightfully punished, it still couldn’t bring back Jiang Moxi’s original feelings.
"Bring out the passion you had when you saved your grandfather; you’d finish reading these books in no ti," Old Master Feng said.
Jiang Moxi candidly admitted, "That was because you’re my grandfather, I didn’t want you to leave. But for others, I feel like saving them is pointless, it has no aning."
Even during the more than four years she spent in Yan City, struggling with poverty and busying about for money, she only made so Skin Relaxing Pills for cash, never truly applying her dical skills.
"Xixi, I know that the incident of the patient’s family mber hitting soone had a deep impact on you, but in fact, healing and saving lives is a wonderful thing..."
Old Master Feng said a lot to encourage Jiang Moxi, and although she seed to be listening, Old Master Feng knew that she probably let it go in one ear and out the other.
In order to reignite Jiang Moxi’s enthusiasm for dicine and make her fall in love with practicing dicine again, Old Master Feng suggested:
"How about this, Emperor City Chinese dical College is currently recruiting new students, the spot you secured at the age of twelve should still be available. There are quite a few renowned traditional Chinese dicine practitioners exchanging academic ideas there right now, you could spar with them."
Actually, Old Master Feng just wanted Jiang Moxi to feel how other dical professionals were passionate about their work, and see if that could revive her enthusiasm for dicine.
"I don’t want to go."
Jiang Moxi declined lethargically, not even wanting to read a few dical books, let alone attend the Chinese dicine College for advanced learning and academic exchanges.
"If you don’t want to go, how about going to a matchmaking event? I think Weidong’s nephew is not bad, he’s about your age and is also quite handso..."
ntioning the na "Weidong", Jiang Moxi inevitably thought of that man who resembled Fu Youhan by seventy to eighty percent.
Moreover, she thought of Fu Youhan again...
Jiang Moxi figured that Old Master Feng knew about her relationship with Fu Youhan too.
But he was suddenly forcing her into arranged dates with other people; he definitely didn’t really want her to marry soone, it was probably just another trick to send her to school.
Adding to this, Xie Ling just happened to call at that mont, so Jiang Moxi could only agree to go to Emperor City Chinese dical College, and then she answered the call.
"My grandfather wants to send to deep study at Emperor City Chinese dical College. I won’t be releasing any design drafts for a while, so there’s no use in you rushing ."
After the new product launch of Yunshang, Jiang Moxi was cleared of plagiarism allegations, and Yunshang’s orders were sky-rocketing.
It seems like those ladies and socialites thought that the only way to appease Jiang Moxi was by placing more orders with Yunshang, so recently even the private custom orders were through the roof.
Consequently, Xie Ling had been constantly urging Jiang Moxi to produce new design drafts, hoping that Yunshang could make a killing off this burst of popularity.
So now receiving a call from Xie Ling, Jiang Moxi inevitably assud that she was being pressed for design drafts again.
But unexpectedly, on the other end of the phone, Xie Ling urgently asked her, "Have you seen the trending topics online?"
"What trending topics? I was just having a chat with my grandfather, I haven’t had ti to look at these things."
Jiang Moxi vaguely sensed that sothing was not simple and frowned slightly.
"The Jiang Family has exposed your relationship with them, and they are also saying that at the new product launch, what you said about having two brothers was a complete lie, just to deny their family."
"Moreover, they’ve also revealed the matter of Yunshang and you suing Jiang Weiwei for 2.8 billion, pushing Jiang Weiwei to a suicide attempt by wrist-slitting."
Xie Ling spoke in a panic, sounding as if she wished she could take a machine gun and level the Jiang Family.
"Now this issue has beco extrely trending online, I’ve done several rounds of PR, but they have also hired professionals to manage it on their end, and the heat can’t be cooled down."
What troubled Xie Ling the most was that, following this exposure, many of Jiang Moxi’s so-called "dark secrets" from Emperor City had been dug up.
For example, her deliberate attempts to look ugly, and after her exposure, claims that she went for plastic surgery.
Including the ti when Jiang Moxi had to work at Night Color to pay for Feng Ming’s dical expenses, also exposed as if she would do anything for money.
And there was also the fact that Jiang Moxi was studying at Yan City Technical College, and her grades were consistently last, which has also been brought to light.
After being exposed, people said that soone as hopeless as her, how could she possibly design such outstanding works?
So even suspected that her designs were all plagiarized from Jiang Weiwei.
After all, Jiang Weiwei was a top student at First University, receiving a substantial scholarship every year.
Xie Ling even said, "If this issue can be taken down quickly, we can go to Haidilao tonight. If it’s not handled well, you might have to go to Haidilao for ."
At the end, Xie Ling’s voice carried a sobbing tone.
Jiang Moxi was a bit stunned, "What’s wrong? You’ve faced bigger storms than this, why are you crying?"
Xie Ling had been running Yunshang alone for many years now, and she had faced nurous internet spats like this one.
So Jiang Moxi was sowhat puzzled, why was she so scared this ti that she cried?
But Xie Ling’s crying didn’t stop, it beca even more intense, "I’ve faced storms, yes, but I’ve never had soone hold a knife to my throat!"
Jiang Moxi’s eyes shifted as she asked, "Is Brother Yu there with you?"
It could only be Feng Yu’s crazy temper that would take Xie Ling, who was in charge, hostage with a knife at the first sign of trouble.
Xie Ling sobbed, "Not just him, your Driver Fu and Feng Ming are here too. Hurry over to Yunshang’s headquarters, I can’t bear this alone."
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