After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw Fang Lansheng's look of surprise, and even an expression that seemed like he took it seriously.

"Hahaha, Boss Fang, please don't take it seriously, I'm just teasing you!"

While smiling, she reached out and gently patted Fang Lansheng's arm, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"The financial power of the Jiang Mansion is now in the hands of my stepmother. How can I be qualified to take over the Lanhu Opera Company?"

Jiang Shiyuan deliberately put on a pitiful expression and stuck out his tongue.

"Besides, I don't know anything about the business of the theater industry. I am at most just a die-hard fan of yours."

Fang Lansheng looked at the girl in front of him who was sometimes quirky and sometimes cute and adorable. He couldn't help but be infected by her innocent temperament, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"I know, Miss Jiang was just joking..."

He shook his head slightly to show his understanding.

"In fact, you work much harder than I do. You have to save lives in the hospital, find time to develop more effective anti-inflammatory drugs, and secretly prepare sulfa drugs to donate to the organization. You are truly a heroine and deserve my admiration!"

Fang Lansheng said sincerely, looking at Jiang Shiyuan with eyes full of admiration and respect.

"Oh, Boss Fang, you're too kind. As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Who made Jiang Shiyuan a rare genius that only appears once in a century?"

Jiang Shiyuan deliberately put on an expression that said "I'm great, I'm proud", with a hint of complacency and pride in his tone.

"But then again, I have to hurry to the hospital to work. There's a patient waiting for me to wake him up!"

She suddenly remembered something important, and hurriedly picked up the pearl handbag on the sofa and walked towards the door in a hurry.

"Boss Fang, you should have a good rest. I'm leaving first. Remember to close the door for me when I leave!"

Before Fang Lansheng could react, Jiang Shiyuan had disappeared at the door of the room like a whirlwind.

Fang Lansheng looked at the empty room and sneered helplessly, "This crazy girl really doesn't treat me as an outsider at all!"

As he was about to leave, he passed by the dressing mirror and noticed the black dress stained with his blood draped over the back of a chair.

That was the clothes Jiang Shiyuan wore the night before when he rushed into danger and darkness to save him.

Fang Lansheng couldn't help but recall all the details of Jiang Shiyuan's selfless rescue of her.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Jiang Shiyuan always liked to wear black clothes.

Perhaps it is because black is the color that can best conceal her actions in the night, and also best hide her inner fragility and anxiety.

This warlord's daughter, who seemed spoiled and bad-tempered in the past, actually bore pressure and responsibilities deep in her heart that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

Fang Lansheng looked at the blood-stained black dress and felt an inexplicable pity in her heart.

He actually understood a little bit about this amazing woman who was forced to secretly join the Military Control Commission while studying for her doctorate because she was too outstanding.

In order to avoid arousing suspicion from the room cleaner about the bloody clothes, Fang Lansheng prepared to take the clothes to her room and have the cleaner soak it in shower gel to wash it to remove the blood stains and bloody smell.

However, he didn't know that this black dress made of fabric imported from the Romantic Country could only be dry-cleaned and not washed.

At this moment, Jiang Shiyuan, who rushed to the Sacred Heart Hospital like the wind, had no idea that her beloved little dress was about to encounter a "catastrophe".

Jiang Shiyuan trotted all the way to his office, his heart still pounding as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

"Phew... Fortunately, it's not too late!"

Jiang Shiyuan looked down at the Seiko watch on his wrist. It was exactly nine-thirty.

She deftly took the white doctor's gown from the hanger, put it on quickly, and put the acupuncture kit from her pearl handbag into her pocket.

After doing all this, Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath and gave himself a confident smile in the mirror.

"Jiang Shiyuan, today is a great opportunity for you to show off your skills, so don't let me down later!"

She silently cheered herself up in her heart, then pushed open the office door and walked towards the old dean's office with confident and graceful steps.

"Knock knock knock..."

"Please come in!"

Professor Williams's deep voice came from inside the door.

Jiang Shiyuan pushed the door open and walked in with a respectful smile on his face.

"Good morning, Professor. I am sorry to bother you again!"

"It's Xiaoyuan, come in and sit down!"

The old dean put down the documents in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Jiang Shiyuan with a loving face.

"Professor, today I want to try to use a combination of Chinese and Western medicine to help Mr. Feng wake up. I hope you can be a witness for me!"

Jiang Shiyuan walked to the old dean's desk and spoke straight to the point.

Her debut of combining Chinese and Western medicine today must be witnessed by a respected senior, and the old dean is the best candidate.

"As for whether I can cure Mr. Feng, I dare not guarantee it, but I will definitely do my best to make him wake up as soon as possible!"

"Well, I'm glad you have this intention."

Considering that Jiang Shiyuan had already reported this idea to him yesterday, the old dean was not surprised by this.

He nodded, a very pleased smile on his face.

"Since you have decided to try, then as your elder, I will naturally support you with all my strength!"

"How about this, you call all the technical backbones from the relevant departments, and let's go to Mr. Feng's ward together."

"Okay professor, I'll go call them right away!"

Mr. Feng's ward is located in the intensive care unit on the top floor of Sacred Heart Hospital. It has an elegant environment and complete facilities. Nurses and caregivers take turns on duty to take care of him 24 hours a day.

At this time, Mr. Feng's wife, Mrs. Feng, was pacing back and forth outside the ward anxiously, her face full of worry and anxiety.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days. Her eyes were bloodshot, her face was haggard, and her originally shiny black hair had turned a little gray.

Every day she would keep asking the doctors and nurses about Mr. Feng's condition and when he would wake up.

But the answers she got always disappointed her.

Mrs. Feng, with a worried look on her face, felt as if a god had descended from heaven when she saw Jiang Shiyuan walking towards her in a heroic manner.

She knew that Jiang Shiyuan had a bad temper and a strong backing, so she didn't dare to act rashly in front of her and could only beg with tears in her eyes.

"Doctor Jiang, you must save my husband. Our whole family is counting on him!"

"Mrs. Feng, don't worry, I will do my best." Jiang Shiyuan gently patted the back of Mrs. Feng's hand and comforted her softly.

"I came here today to try to treat Mr. Feng using a combination of Chinese and Western medicine. I hope you agree."

"Integration of Chinese and Western medicine?" Mrs. Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt when she heard this.

"Doctor Jiang, are you saying that you want to use traditional Chinese medicine to treat my husband?"

"That's right, Mrs. Feng." Jiang Shiyuan nodded.

"In addition to being a Western medicine surgeon, I am also the heir of the Jinling Zhong family, a family of traditional Chinese medicine."

"After carefully studying Mr. Feng's case last night, I think his situation is rather special and using Western medicine alone may not be very effective."

"So I want to try to combine Chinese and Western medicine, maybe I can achieve unexpected results."

"This..." Mrs. Feng hesitated.

Although she didn't know any medicine, she knew that Chinese medicine and Western medicine were two completely different medical systems, and the treatment methods were also very different.

She was worried that if Jiang Shiyuan used traditional Chinese medicine to treat her husband, it might backfire and harm him.

"Doctor Jiang, I heard that Chinese medicine treatment emphasizes slow work and careful work, so the effect will be slow to appear." Mrs. Feng said with some concern.

"My husband's condition is more urgent. I don't know if he can wait that long."

"Mrs. Feng, you are right. Chinese medicine focuses on overall conditioning, and the effect is indeed slower than Western medicine."

Jiang Shiyuan patiently explained: "However, Chinese medicine also has many quick-acting treatments, such as acupuncture."

"Acupuncture?" Mrs. Feng's eyes flashed with surprise. "Doctor Jiang, are you saying that you want to use acupuncture to treat my husband?"

"Yes, Mrs. Feng." Jiang Shiyuan nodded and said in a firm tone.

Mrs. Feng's family depends on Mr. Feng for their livelihood. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she is willing to give it a try.

She believed that since Jiang Shiyuan dared to say so, she must be sure of it.

"Okay, Dr. Jiang, I believe you!" Mrs. Feng took a deep breath and said with determination.

After obtaining the family's consent, Jiang Shiyuan explained the pros and cons of the medical plan to her in accordance with regulations. Mrs. Feng said she could bear the relevant risks.

"Please wake up my husband. I am willing to do it no matter what the cost!"

"Mrs. Feng, don't worry, I will do my best!"

Jiang Shiyuan nodded solemnly, then turned to the crowd and said, "Dean Williams, teachers, please be my witnesses."

"Today, I will use the acupuncture secrets handed down from the Jinling Zhong family to help Mr. Feng wake up."

“I hope everyone can join me in witnessing the miracle of Chinese medicine!”

"it is good!"

"no problem!"

Upon hearing this, the old dean and several technical backbones nodded in agreement, their eyes instantly filled with anticipation and curiosity...