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

After Jiang Shiyuan said goodbye to her grandfather, Shen Yifeng immediately drove her to the entrance of Jinling Railway Station.

Before leaving, Shen Yifeng gently hugged Jiang Shiyuan, and thousands of words instantly came to his throat.

But in the end, it all turned into a reminder in my ears.

"Little Shennong, be careful. I will wait for good news here!"

Jiang Shiyuan nodded vigorously, his eyes slightly red.

"Instructor, I look forward to seeing you again!"

After saying that, she turned around quickly and walked into the crowded Jinling Railway Station.

Soon after, the whistle sounded and the train slowly left Jinling.

Jiang Shiyuan looked at the platform gradually moving backwards outside the window and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Goodbye Grandpa, goodbye instructor, goodbye Jinling!"

"I hope we can meet again next time, and this ancient capital of six dynasties will be safe and prosperous!"

After a long journey of ten hours, Jiang Shiyuan finally arrived at Shanghai Railway Station.

She carried her small suitcase, quickly walked out of the exit, hailed a rickshaw, and headed straight for the Garden Hotel.

As soon as I walked into the hotel lobby, a waiter greeted me warmly.

"Miss Jiang, you are finally back. Here is a letter for you."

"Boss Fang left this for you when he checked out three days ago."

After the waiter said this, he took out an intact letter from behind the counter and handed it to her respectfully.

Jiang Shiyuan took the letter, thanked him, and walked towards the elevator with brisk steps.

The elevator slowly rose, and she looked out through the glass window at the bustling night scene of Shanghai.

However, behind this prosperity, there are countless undercurrents.

After reaching the top floor, Jiang Shiyuan walked along the corridor back to his long private room.

Everything in the room was exactly as she had left it.

Jiang Shiyuan put the small suitcase on the table, then hurriedly opened the envelope and took out the letter inside.

Fang Lansheng was seen writing in a thin gold script with strong force, which was so powerful that it could be seen through the paper, yet it also had a sense of unrestrained and uninhibited style.

The content of the letter was very simple, consisting of only a few words.

"Ms. Jiang, thank you for calling the waiter and asking him to leave the small medicine box in the room to me when you were in a hurry to leave Shanghai."

"Because I didn't know how many days it would take for you to come back, I checked out early."

"If you see this letter, you can come to Lao Huang's Changle Apartment at 7 o'clock in the evening for a gathering. I will fulfill my promise to treat you to a big dinner!"

At the end of the letter, a lifelike orchid was drawn, adding a touch of elegance to this simple letter.

After reading the letter, Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but smile slightly.

Boss Fang is such a wonderful person. He owed her and Lao Huang a big meal and he really had no intention of defaulting on his debt!

She folded the letter carefully, stuffed it back into the envelope, and put it in the pearl handbag she carried with her.

Then Jiang Shiyuan walked to the closet and put the four pistols and small telescope in the password box, as well as the black dress that Fang Lansheng had washed out, into the small leather suitcase.

After tonight, Jiang Shiyuan will completely check out of this long private room in the Garden Hotel and start a new life in the International Apartment.

After taking a bath, she lay on the soft big bed, recalling the trip to Jinling, which was particularly thrilling.

In addition to killing two Japanese spies, Jiang Shiyuan also saved the powerful Kong Xiangxi and Song Ailing, and successfully transformed them into his own valuable connections.

In addition, she was accidentally involved in a case of authenticity of the "Imperial Seal" and needed to go to Tianxiang Teahouse for an in-depth investigation.

Maybe through unremitting efforts, fighting wits and courage with the enemy, I can finally find this national treasure and present it to the Red Party organization!

As Jiang Shiyuan thought about it, his grandfather's kind and wise face appeared before his eyes again.

She took out the phoenix blood jade hanging around her neck and rubbed it gently.

I hope that my "Spark Plan" can really achieve the expected effect and avoid the massacre of the Zhong family, Qing Yu Tang, and even the surrounding people to the greatest extent possible...

The next morning, Jiang Shiyuan got up early, washed and packed up, and then completely checked out of the long private room where he had lived for more than half a year.

After arriving at Sacred Heart Hospital, Jiang Shiyuan went straight to the dean's office.

She knocked on the door and entered, seeing Professor Williams sitting at his desk, looking down at some documents.

"Good morning, professor!" Jiang Shiyuan greeted Professor Williams with a sweet smile.

"Oh, Xiaoyuan, you are finally back!"

The old professor raised his head and a kind smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"How was it? Did your trip to Jinling go smoothly?"

"Well, it went very smoothly. I have already taken care of all the things at home!"

"That's good. You can work with peace of mind from now on."

The old professor nodded with satisfaction and put down the document in his hand.

"By the way, Xiaoyuan, I have great news to tell you!" he suddenly said mysteriously.

Jiang Shiyuan looked curious, "Hey, what's the good news?"

"It's like this. Mrs. Kong called me personally yesterday and said that she would donate two advanced medical instruments imported from the United States to our hospital in her personal name!"

"What? Donating imported medical equipment?" Jiang Shiyuan's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, you heard it right." The old professor smiled and nodded, knowing that the little girl would be so surprised.

"Mrs. Kong said that she did this to thank you for saving her and her husband's lives!"

"This..." Jiang Shiyuan was stunned.

She never expected that Mrs. Kong would make such a generous donation to thank her.

"Xiaoyuan, what's wrong with you?"

The old professor saw that Jiang Shiyuan was a little distracted and asked with concern.

"Oh, nothing, I'm just a little surprised." She came back to her senses and shook her head.

Then he quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Professor, how is the progress of the imported sulfa raw materials that I asked you to help prepare?"

"I was just about to tell you that the raw materials have been transported to Shilipu Wharf and will probably be delivered to Jiayuan Pharmaceutical tomorrow!"

"Great! Thank you so much, Professor!"

Jiang Shiyuan was immediately excited and quickly thanked Professor Williams.

"Haha, you're welcome, Xiaoyuan. I will definitely do what I promised you!"

He waved his hand and smiled amiably.

"Oh, Xiaoyuan, go check on the important patients you're in charge of first. They've been clamoring to see you these past few days!"

"Okay, professor. I'll go do my rounds now. You go ahead."

Jiang Shiyuan nodded, turned and left the dean's office.

On the way to the ward rounds, Jiang Shiyuan couldn't calm down for a long time.

She really didn't expect that Mrs. Kong would take the initiative to donate such valuable imported medical equipment to the Sacred Heart Hospital. She was truly well-connected and a spendthrift!

Jiang Shiyuan remembered that his grandfather had sternly warned him not to let the extravagant lifestyle of the Kong and Song families corrupt his thinking.

But it wouldn't be too much for her to call Ms. Song Ailing later and express her gratitude in person, right?