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

Wen Qingcheng looked at Mo Jinghong deeply. Like most men in the world, he was eager to achieve great things. Wen Qingcheng knew that everything he did was high-risk. It had always been the case in the court and the party and government. If he won, it would be fine. If he lost, the outcome would be miserable.

Although Wen Qingcheng didn't want Mo Jinghong to get involved and just wanted to live a peaceful life, she knew Mo Jinghong's ambitions and aspirations. Moreover, Mo Jinghong had a close relationship with the crown prince and could no longer remain neutral. She could only fight a desperate battle with the third prince's party. All she could do now was to take care of herself, not become a burden to Mo Jinghong, silently support him behind his back, and protect the He family's rear base for him.

"Be careful in the future. Someone is waiting for you to come back." Wen Qingcheng had thousands of words to say, but she only said this. She couldn't persuade Mo Jinghong. Born into a royal family, he had his own way to go.

"I will. There is a good girl waiting for me. How can I bear to leave her?"

Wen Qingcheng interrupted him and told him not to say anything unlucky. "Okay, stop saying unlucky things. Let me take a look at your wound. It's time to change your dressing."

Mo Jinghong unbuttoned his robe and took off one sleeve. Wen Qingcheng walked aside, took out the disinfection tools in the space, and helped Mo Jinghong remove the original gauze. Wen Qingcheng's slightly cool and smooth fingertips accidentally brushed across Mo Jinghong's skin. Mo Jinghong felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and suddenly remembered the spring light under Wen Qingcheng's neck last night. He suddenly had the urge to kiss her, but was afraid that she would be angry. After all, Wen Qingcheng did not agree to be with him. He regarded Wen Qingcheng as a treasure and did not dare to be frivolous with her.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and heard what Wen Qingcheng had been talking to him. "Did you remember?" Wen Qingcheng looked at him with her bright eyes.

"Huh?" Mo Jinghong was stunned. He had been fantasizing about something just now and didn't hear what Wen Qingcheng said.

"I said that the place where you were hit by the dart was a diamond-shaped wound. This kind of wound is not easy to heal. You need to change the medicine in time and avoid getting it wet... Oh, forget it, I'll just tell Brother A Falcon."

"Hehe, Brother Yinfu, Brother Axuan..." Mo Jinghong said in a yin-yang tone.

Wen Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him and became jealous again. Wen Qingcheng quickly changed the subject and said, "Wait, I'll show you something."

"Hey, stop walking around. You have a stomachache? Lie down and have a good rest." Mo Jinghong reached out and grabbed Wen Qingcheng's wrist.

"I just took some painkillers and I don't feel any pain now." Wen Qingcheng smiled, brushed away Mo Jinghong's hand, and went to the laboratory.

Soon, Wen Qingcheng came back with a small medicine dish in her hand, on which was a pile of montmorillonite desiccant.

"what is this?"

"Desiccant, our cold granules are easily affected by moisture. If we put a small bag of desiccant in each package of granules, it can prevent moisture."

"You said this is a desiccant?" Mo Jinghong pinched a small handful of it with his fingers and put it under his nose to sniff. "It doesn't smell anything."

"Yes, it has to be non-toxic and odorless. I have been asking around for a long time. I heard that a tea shop used this desiccant to prevent the tea from getting damp. So I asked where they got it from and asked for a pack. This montmorillonite desiccant is made of bentonite and is very cheap. We can just put a small pack of desiccant in each pack of Fenghan granules."

It's not that Wen Qingcheng didn't consider other materials. In fact, she had silica gel desiccant in her space. In her previous life, she had stockpiled a lot of desiccant in the pharmaceutical laboratory. However, if He's company wanted to produce in batches in the future, the desiccant in her space would not be enough. Besides, He's company had to keep records of where these materials were purchased from.

Mo Jinghong was in a good mood. Now that they had a new dosage form, the He family had become competitive, and it would not be so easy for the third prince to seize his family's imperial merchant qualification.

"Cheng'er, you are so smart. You are my lucky star." Mo Jinghong looked at Wen Qingcheng with admiration. How could his little girl be so smart? She could always bring him surprises, like a treasure that could never be exhausted.

"By the way, has the clinical trial been completed? What do the subjects think?" Wen Qingcheng asked.

"The Phase III trial has been completed. The report documents are still in my study. I will go back and take a look at them later."

"Then go back and take a look. Didn't you say that Princess Anle would come to select the products in the early twelfth lunar month? I'm so anxious to make it, but you're not."

Mo Jinghong grinned. He was indeed very anxious before. Lu Qiuyu sold the secret recipe of water pills used for product selection to Minghua Pharmaceutical. If He's didn't have a new dosage form, it would probably lose its qualification as an imperial merchant this year. He discussed with Mr. He to put Lu Qiuyu under house arrest first, so as to prevent Lu Qiuyu from leaking the secret recipe to Minghua Pharmaceutical. He and his grandfather had already thought of a countermeasure.

Now Lu Qiuyu is under house arrest in He's and has been in a negative state. He seems to be very busy every day, but he doesn't achieve anything. He doesn't want to innovate drugs in He's anymore. Mo Jinghong was worrying about Lu Qiuyu's successor, but his little girl developed a new dosage form and overcame all the difficulties alone. She is simply a fairy sent by God.

"I just want to stay with you for a while longer. I'll watch it in the afternoon." Mo Jinghong smiled and looked at Wen Qingcheng deeply.

Wen Qingcheng smiled sweetly, "I want to, too. By the way, after I left last night, did you explain to the master clearly that I was not..."

Wen Qingcheng was very concerned about what Mo Jinghong's family thought. She was afraid that Mr. He would misunderstand that she climbed into Mo Jinghong's bed late at night, and she didn't know how badly Mr. He thought of her.

Thinking of what happened last night, Mo Jinghong felt warm in his heart. The warm and wet embrace and the soft touch made him feel itchy when he thought about it now. But Wen Qingcheng didn't know about the colorful garbage in his mind. She tilted her head and waited for his reply.

"I have explained it to my grandfather. Although he is old, he is not a pedantic person. He knows that you are trying to help me. He also said that you are loyal to me and asked me to be responsible for you to the end."

"Really? Did he really say that?" Wen Qingcheng was delighted.

"Of course, if I dare to betray you, I'm afraid my grandfather will be the first to not forgive me. He taught me since I was a child that men should have a sense of responsibility." After saying this, Mo Jinghong touched Wen Qingcheng's shoulder, looked at her deeply, and couldn't help but sigh, "What a beautiful city."

Wen Qingcheng lowered her eyes, her fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face turned red when he looked at her.

"Cheng'er, please promise me. We were so close last night, if you don't marry me, who will you marry?"

"I don't want you to marry me out of responsibility. My thoughts are different from other women. Marriage is not everything in my life. If we are really not destined to be husband and wife, I will not use responsibility to force you. I will go to a place where you can't find me, silently bless you, and never marry for the rest of my life."

"What nonsense are you talking about? We are destined to be together as husband and wife. We will be together not only in this life, but also in the next life and the life after that." Mo Jinghong heard that Wen Qingcheng actually swore to never get married for him. In the Great Qi Dynasty, which woman did not long for a home and a husband who loved and cared for her? How could Wen Qingcheng be an exception? She said this just to reassure him and not force him, but such a sensible Wen Qingcheng made him feel distressed.

Wen Qingcheng didn't respond, but looked at Mo Jinghong and smiled. She knew that if they wanted to be together for the rest of their lives, they still had a long way to go. But hearing him say that they would be together in this life and the next, her heart still felt warm.