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

Mr. Zhong's voice came before he even arrived, and his deep and loud voice was filled with unconcealable excitement and joy.

"My little wish?"

Jiang Shiyuan looked up and saw a tall, thin, energetic, and sturdy old man walking towards her quickly.

He was wearing an ivory satin gown, his hair and beard were all white but meticulously groomed, and under his thick eyebrows, he had a pair of bright eyes looking at her lovingly.

The years have left deep marks on his face, but they cannot conceal the wisdom and majesty revealed between his brows.

"Grandpa!"

Jiang Shiyuan called out loudly, and suddenly his nose felt sore and his eyes turned red.

She quickly picked up her skirt and ran over, like a tired bird returning to its nest, and threw herself into Mr. Zhong's arms.

"Oh, my little Yuan is finally home. Grandpa has been waiting for me for the past twelve years!"

"Hurry... hurry and let grandpa take a good look... our Xiaoyuan has grown up so much. She has really changed a lot as she grows up. She has become more beautiful and smart..."

Mr. Zhong hugged Jiang Shiyuan tightly, tears streaming down his face, and was so excited that even his voice trembled.

"Grandpa, I really miss you so much. I am unfilial..."

Jiang Shiyuan choked up and hugged his grandfather tightly.

She felt the long-lost family affection with her heart, and at the same time she noticed her grandfather's slightly hunched back.

It turns out that her grandfather has aged so much in his endless anticipation for his unfilial granddaughter...

Twelve years is enough time to change a lot of things.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is the blood-thicker-than-water kinship.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"

Mr. Zhong took Jiang Shiyuan's hand and walked into the main hall, asking questions in a chattering manner as they walked.

"How has Xiaoyuan been doing these years?"

"Your mother...was still worried about you before she left..."

At this moment, Jiang Shiyuan has completely immersed himself in the deep relationship between him and his grandfather in the real world.

She felt the same as the original owner, and now she was holding back her tears, smiling and saying, "Grandpa, I've had a good life these years!"

"My father and brother love me very much, and my mother's good sister Aunt Xiang has always been kind to me. You don't have to worry."

"By the way, I went abroad to study a few years ago and obtained a double doctorate in clinical medicine and chemical pharmaceuticals."

"I am now a well-known cardiac surgeon at Shanghai Sacred Heart Hospital. I will also serve as a specially-appointed R&D consultant for Jiayuan Pharmaceutical, which my mother founded!"

"Grandpa, Xiaoyuan has always taken you and mother as examples and has never slacked off in the field he loves!"

Old Master Zhong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, touched the top of Jiang Shiyuan's head, and smiled heartily with satisfaction.

"Hahaha, great. Grandpa knew that my little Yuan was very smart since he was young. Now he is a great doctor who studied abroad!"

"Xiaoyuan has really brought honor to our Zhong family!"

Jiang Shiyuan listened to his grandfather's heartfelt praise and thought about the past twelve years, feeling mixed emotions.

"Grandpa, because of my mother's matter, I have always been resentful towards you and Chinese medicine, so I have not come back to see you for a long time."

"Even when you took a train for more than ten hours to come to Jiang Mansion in Shanghai to celebrate my twelfth birthday, I turned you away out of spite..."

She paused, tears instantly blurring her eyes, "Over the years, Yuan'er has been so unfilial and ignorant!"

Old Master Zhong quickly waved his hands to comfort his little granddaughter.

"Xiaoyuan'er, grandpa has never blamed you over the years, you really don't need to blame yourself..."

Jiang Shiyuan nodded and continued, "I have figured out my mother's matter..."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is not the culprit. My mother was overworked and became ill. No medicine could cure her. That was her own choice and her own fate."

"In recent years, I have focused on studying the clinical field of Western medicine, but gradually, in the process of treating patients, I have come to understand the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine."

“Western medicine is simple and crude, and can only treat symptoms; traditional Chinese medicine is silent and can treat the root cause.”

"Traditional Chinese medicine is a treasure left by our ancestors and a cultural heritage with a long history."

"As a Chinese and a descendant of the Zhong family, I should inherit my mother's legacy and save the world with my skillful hands and kind heart."

"Grandpa, I still have the guts to combine Chinese and Western medicine, give full play to the advantages of both, keep up with the trend of the times, and benefit more people in the future!"

When Mr. Zhong heard Jiang Shiyuan's lofty ambitions, his hands trembled with excitement.

He held her hand tightly, his eyes full of admiration, and his words full of relief and expectation.

"Great! You are worthy of being my granddaughter, Zhong Songtang. You are ambitious, insightful, and have a vision!"

"Your mother's spirit in heaven knows that you have finally untied the knot in your heart and have such an awakening. She should rest in peace in her nine springs!"

Jiang Shiyuan nodded and said firmly: "Grandpa, I will definitely be the pride of you and mother!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Mr. Zhong said "good" three times in a row, with a pleased smile on his face.

"Come on, Grandpa will take you to see all the precious medicinal herbs and ancient medical books that I have collected over the years!"

As Mr. Zhong spoke, he couldn't wait to pull Jiang Shiyuan towards the backyard.

After passing through a courtyard full of flowers and trees, they came to an antique study.

The study is filled with various rare medical books and precious medicinal materials, and the room is filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Mr. Zhong pointed at the rows of thread-bound ancient books on the bookshelf, his tone excited.

"Xiaoyuan, these are the medical books passed down from our Zhong family, as well as the treatment experiences of various difficult and complicated diseases that I have collected and sorted out over the years."

"Plus, the Zhong family has been practicing medicine for generations and has accumulated countless secret recipes for elixirs. These are all priceless treasures of the Zhong family!"

As he spoke, he took out an antique key from his waist and handed it to Jiang Shiyuan carefully.

"Xiaoyuan'er, this is the key to the Zhong family's ancestral treasure house. From today on, grandpa will pass all of this on to you!"

"Grandpa..." Jiang Shiyuan called softly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

She knew that this was not just a key, but also the heavy expectations that Mr. Zhong had for her.

"Xiaoyuan'er, grandpa is getting old, and the future of the Zhong family in Jinling depends on you!"

Mr. Zhong looked at Jiang Shiyuan lovingly, his eyes filled with infinite expectation.

Jiang Shiyuan looked at his grandfather with a burning gaze and felt the medical background of the Zhong family in Jinling. His heart was filled with emotion and shock.

She knew that she was shouldering the expectations of several generations of the Zhong family as well as the important task of promoting the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, solemnly took the bronze key handed to him by his grandfather, and spoke in a firm tone.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will study hard and pass on my knowledge to the best of my ability, and live up to your and mother's expectations!"

“Let the Jinling Zhong Family and Qing Yu Tang continue to exist and rejuvenate with new vitality!”

After Jiang Shiyuan finished speaking, she clenched her fists. She deeply understood that she had to prepare for a rainy day from now on.

This will help to prevent the Zhong family of Jinling and Qing Yu Tang from being harmed in the future Jinling massacre and keep the flame alive.

Outside the window, the midday sun shines down, coating the eaves and ridges of the Zhong family's old house with a brilliant golden color...