The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wang Heng saw that his sister was getting more and more ridiculous, so he explained: "What do you mean by helping Mr. Mo have a child? This little girl, who is less than a year old, looks fair and clean, and looks a lot like Wen Qingcheng. She is definitely not Mr. Mo's. It is said that Wen Qingcheng's man ran away and doesn't want her anymore. I also saw Wen Qingcheng go out to eat with a man. The two of them were talking and laughing. They must be in love. In short, this woman's private life is very messy, so don't worry."

Wang Yunxi then smiled and asked tenderly, "What gift did big brother buy me?"

"There are your favorite rouge and powder and your favorite crab cakes. I asked Abao to queue up for a whole morning at the Qinghe County Zhouji to buy them for you."

"Thank you, brother. You are the best to me."

Wang Heng was very satisfied with Wang Yunxi's reaction. He smiled dotingly and suddenly remembered something. "Oh, by the way, take a look at this."

As he spoke, Wang Heng took out the bottle of growth factor that Wen Qingcheng had given him from his arms and handed it to Wang Yunxi.

"What is this?" Wang Yunxi looked at the transparent glass bottle in her hand, which seemed to have a small amount of liquid in it.

"This is called growth factor. I got it from Wen Qingcheng. It is said that her grandfather got it in exchange from a man from the Western Regions when he was a peddler."

"Wen Qingcheng's grandfather? Haha, what good things can a peddler have?" Wang Yunxi said disdainfully.

"Don't underestimate this. When I was injured, I sprayed this and the wound healed quickly."

Wang Yunxi frowned slightly and looked up and down at Wang Heng, "Are you injured? Where are you injured?"

Wang Heng coughed awkwardly. He didn't want to tell his sister that he was drunk and flirted with an actor, so he was pushed down and sat on broken porcelain, injuring his butt. That would be too embarrassing.

"I'm fine, I just fell accidentally. Little sister, you like to study pharmacology, take a look at this bottle of growth factor, can our Wangji produce it? If we can, it will be unique to the Great Qi Dynasty."

Wang Heng is good at management, while Wang Yunxi is proficient in pharmacology and good at making medicine. He is already a junior pharmacist at a young age. That's why Wang Heng was reluctant to use this medicine again and took it back directly to Wang Yunxi and several pharmacists in the head office for research.

This medicine needs to be refrigerated. Wen Qingcheng gave him a bottle of medicine thinking that it would be enough for one or two times, so she didn't tell him that it needed to be refrigerated. The reason why Wang Heng's injury healed so quickly was not entirely due to this medicine. Every time Wen Qingcheng changed his medicine, he would use the spiritual spring water from the space to wash it. The spiritual spring water has the effects of anti-inflammatory, detoxification, cell activation, and wound healing. Wang Heng didn't know these, and only thought that it was because of the growth factor that he healed so quickly.

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Kyoto Kafu

A nobleman in black and gold clothes was sitting at the table, drinking tea leisurely. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and looked very dignified. The sunlight shone on him through the gauze window, giving him a layer of golden glow.

Suddenly, the gentleman in fancy clothes put the cup on the table and said, "Are you back?"

Immediately afterwards, a dark shadow flashed to the door of the study and knocked on it. The young man in fancy clothes motioned for him to come in.

"Sir..."

This gentleman in fancy clothes is Mo Jinghong, also known as Chuyi, the foolish son-in-law of Wen Qingcheng. Mo Jinghong looked at the man in black and said, "Mo Ya, thank you for your hard work these days. How is Miss Wen doing recently?"

Mo Jinghong asked lightly. Although Wen Qingcheng's indifference deeply hurt him when he left, he was still worried about her and specially sent two shadow guards to protect her secretly.

"Yun Peng is still in Qinghe County protecting Miss Wen's family. I came back to report Miss Wen's recent situation. She... she has had a lot of things happen recently..."

Mo Jinghong frowned slightly and looked at Mo Ya, waiting for him to continue. Mo Ya told Mo Jinghong about the series of events that happened, including Wen Qingcheng's joining Wang's Herbal Medicine Store, being bullied, and going to the ancestral meeting, Wang's being fined, and Wang Heng's coming to Qinghe County.

Mo Jinghong's heart suddenly tightened. He had specifically asked Wang Ji to take good care of his friend, but Wang Ji actually put her in the herbal medicine store and abused her like this! He even forced her to go to the Patriarch's Meeting. She was not a nosy person. If she hadn't been forced into a corner, why would she go to the Patriarch's Meeting?

"Wang Ji put her in the herbal medicine store?"

"Yes, Wen Qingcheng has also signed up for the junior pharmacist position. She is very hardworking and can carry several large vats of water by herself. I heard her talking with her mother and her shoulders were worn out. Recently, Wang Ji is busy with an order for a batch of motherwort that our He family wants. Wen Qingcheng has to work very late before going home. She encountered bandits on her way home two days ago. If it weren't for my subordinates' intervention, she would have been almost raped."

Mo Jinghong clenched his fists, his cold eyes like deep pools of water. Mo Ya continued, "Although Wang Ji was fined, Wang Ji did not punish her. Wang Ji's eldest son Wang Heng came down to inspect these few days and has been bringing Miss Wen with him. The way he looks at Miss Wen is also..."

Mo Ya observed Mo Jinghong's expression as he spoke. He didn't know the relationship between Mo Jinghong and Wen Qingcheng, but he could conclude that Wen Qingcheng must be very important to his young master.

Sure enough, after Mo Ya finished speaking, Mo Jinghong's face darkened, "How does he look at Miss Wen?"

"The way he looked at Miss Wen didn't seem so innocent... But Miss Wen only followed him for a few days before returning to the herbal medicine shop. The two of them seemed to have had some unpleasantness in the end. In the following days, the eldest son of the Wang family sent people in and out of Crescent Moon Village every day."

Mo Jinghong's eyes were about to kill him, and Mo Ya hurriedly said, "Go pick up a girl named Wen Yufeng, who seems to be a relative of Miss Wen."

Mo Jinghong felt relieved when he heard that they were not going to pick up Wen Qingcheng. As for who they were going to pick up, he was not interested and interrupted Mo Ya's report, "Go back and protect Miss Wen."

"Yes!" Mo Ya responded and stepped back, walked out of the study, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After Mo Ya left, Mo Jinghong put his hands behind his back, his face extremely ugly. He said to himself: "Wen Qingcheng, you have suffered so much injustice after I left, why don't you write to me, you know I am in the He family, are you so unwilling to pay attention to me......"

Wen Qingcheng has been living in the dormitory of the herbal medicine store for the past few days. She works during the day, and after work, she practices cutting herbs. She picks up various discarded herbs from the garbage dump in the backyard and brings them back to the dormitory to cut.

After a few days of training, they were already cutting medicine in a standard way. The next step was to practice speed while ensuring quality. Sometimes they would practice until late at night before going to bed. Seeing how hard Wen Qingcheng worked, Qi Zhen also felt a sense of crisis. She followed Wen Qingcheng to practice cutting medicine. The two of them communicated and made rapid progress.

However, the story of Wen Qingcheng picking medicinal herbs and practicing cutting medicine was exaggerated when it was told to Manager Pang.

That night, Wen Qingcheng and Qi Zhen were in the dormitory lighting an oil lamp and practicing cutting medicine when there was a knock on the door.