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Although Xiuming was not used to the pen here, he still finished writing the prescription quickly.

Just as he picked up the prescription and read it through, he suddenly realized a problem, that is, the difference in the text.

Fortunately, there was a person in the clinic who had learned modern characters a long time ago - Sheng Huaigui.

After Sheng Huaigui translated and copied the prescription, the poor mother and daughter took the prescription to the pharmacy downstairs to get the medicine.

After everything was settled, Suo Qingyan finally had the chance to talk to Suo Xiuming.

His face was filled with excitement, and he spoke cautiously: "Are you Suo Xiuming, the ancestor of the Suo family?"

Suo Xiuming nodded: "The previous black plague in Yancheng was also thanks to the medicine sent by the Suo family. However, today Suo came here for Miss Jiang."

Naturally, it would be better for Suo Xiuming to step forward in this matter, so Sheng Huaigui stayed aside with Jiang Qingli.

Suo Qingyan was a little puzzled: "Ancestor, what do you mean?"

Suo Xiuming spoke slowly, "Miss Jiang is my benefactor. The "Letter to Future Generations" I wrote in the past was written specifically for Miss Jiang. Now that you have seen the truth, I hope you will still follow the meaning of the book and treat Miss Jiang well as before. Although separated by time and space, the Marquis and I are both concerned about Miss Jiang's safety and will definitely support her. I hope that the descendants of the Suo family can do their utmost to protect Miss Jiang and not let her be in any danger."

Suo Qingyan immediately said, "Don't worry, ancestor. Although Qingli and I became friends because of your prescription, after these two months of interaction, Qingli has long been like a family member in my heart."

It is true that everything starts with interests.

However, Jiang Qingli not only did not take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, she also donated the prescription written for her by her ancestors to Xiumingtang free of charge.

This character alone is worthy of the Suo family's respect.

After he learned the truth of all this a month ago, in addition to having more admiration for Jiang Qingli, he also felt more grateful.

If it weren’t for her, the prescriptions created by the Medical Saint might have been completely lost!

Suo Qingyan added: "Don't worry, Ancestor. If it weren't for Qingli, I might never have the chance to see your handwritten prescription again!"

Hearing this, Suo Xiuming frowned: "What do you mean?"

Suo Qingyan sighed, and then reluctantly explained the relevant historical reasons.

"Due to wars and the changes of dynasties, the Suo Family Prescriptions and Suo Family Materia Medica that you personally compiled have all been lost. Now only a few prescriptions have been passed down."

Hearing his descendants tell such a cruel truth, Suo Qingyan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

However, he actually felt a little unfamiliar with the two book titles mentioned by Suo Qingyan.

He has never written any medical books.

Before this, the inheritance of the Suo family's medical skills was only from master to apprentice, and from father to son, and there had never been any medical books.

However, when he thought about it carefully, he really needed to write a medical book.

Suo Xiuming could only say, "I have not started compiling the two medical books you mentioned. If you encounter any difficult or complicated diseases in the future, you can ask me through Miss Jiang at any time. When I compile what I have learned into a book, I will definitely give you a copy."

After dealing with these things, Suo Qingyan still had patients to treat, so Jiang Qingli and the other two got up and left without disturbing him any further.

Arriving at the entrance of Xiuming Hall, Suo Xiuming looked up at the plaque on the gate with some reluctance.

Three large gold-plated characters read "Xiu Ming Tang" in the language of the Daning Dynasty.

Jiang Qingli noticed his mood and introduced him proudly: "Doctor Suo, do you know? In the eyes of us later generations, you are the only medical saint in thousands of years! Dozens of generations of the Suo family have been practicing medicine, and Xiumingtang is now the most famous time-honored herbal medicine store in the country! Even this plaque was written by the Prime Minister himself and presented to Xiumingtang a hundred years ago!"

After hearing what Jiang Qingli said, Suo Xiuming looked up at the plaque again.

Although the medical books have been lost, the Suo family’s benevolence and way of curing illnesses and saving lives have never been interrupted.

Four sentences suddenly rang in Suo Xiuming's mind: be compassionate, be kind and medically competent, benefit all people and be praised from generation to generation.

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After leaving Xiuming Hall, Jiang Qingli suddenly took out a small black notebook from her backpack and held it in front of the two of them, saying excitedly, "Look! My driver's license! I passed all four tests on the first try!"

Having known each other for such a long time, she became familiar with the two people in front of her very early, and now she was sharing her joy as if she were facing good friends.

"With this little notebook, I can drive too!"

Jiang Qingli pointed at the cars passing by on the road, with a very proud look on her face: "Well, just like them."

Sheng Huaigui immediately applauded and praised: "Driving a car is so complicated, and the girl was able to pass the test in one try. She is really smart!"

Suo Xiuming also chuckled and congratulated: "Four rounds of examinations are not easy, congratulations to Miss Jiang for passing them successfully."

Seeing the two handsome guys in front of her praising her like that, Jiang Qingli tried hard to control the corners of her mouth.

She stuffed her driver's license back into her bag and said to the two people in front of her, "Let's go, I'll take you to buy a car!"

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The Suo family's driver took the three people to the door of the Mercedes-Benz 4S dealership.

After Jiang Qingli got her driver's license yesterday, she fell in love with a taro purple car at first sight.

She checked on her phone and found that this store happened to have the latest model of taro purple.

The three of them got out of the car and walked into the store, but at this time Jiang Qingli didn't know that someone in the store had already been eyeing her.

When Jiang Qingli got off the car, a clerk in the store took out his mobile phone and took a photo.

Suo Qingyan and Sheng Huaigui are also in the photo.

The clerk casually sent the photo to a group and attached a message: Finally, it’s not those old ladies. I finally got to see a beautiful girl today.

Messages popped up one after another in the group:

"Brother Xu, don't say that. If it weren't for those rich old ladies taking care of you, how could you have been promoted so quickly?"

"That's right, Brother Xu, can you recommend a few wealthy female clients to us?"

Xu Yiming typed a reply: "If those old ladies hadn't taken away several cars every time they came, I wouldn't have endured the disgust to bother with them."

People kept sending messages in the group:

"But the girl in the photo is really pretty, with long, white legs. Why are the two men behind her wearing weird clothes? Are they male models?"

"Young girls nowadays have been corrupted by the Internet and have no sense of shame."

"Isn't this another rich woman?"

"Forget it. Who knows where her money comes from? The money she spends is not earned by men."

"The car she's riding in the photo isn't cheap either. It looks like Brother Xu is going to have another big client."

"It's not just a big client, it's a rare blessing!"

"Brother Xu, when the time comes, tell us what it feels like to sell cars to a pretty little girl."