Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

The table was filled with eight exquisite dishes, centered around a steaming pigeon soup that exuded an enticing aroma.

Song Jinbai seemed particularly enthusiastic. He carefully served the dishes to Ji Nuan. Ji Nuan tasted the food in small bites, with a satisfied expression on her face, obviously very satisfied with the dishes.

Butler Wu stood aside and served personally. Seeing his master taking such careful care of Miss Ji, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed into a ball with smile.

Butler Wu said with a smile, "Miss Ji, I don't know what you like to eat, so I prepared dishes based on what most girls like. I hope you are satisfied with the meal."

Ji Nuan responded with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Wu. These dishes are delicious. I'm not picky about food and I like them all." People who have experienced the scarcity of supplies in the end times are not qualified to be picky about food.

Song Jinbai couldn't help but chuckle after hearing Ji Nuan's words. She wasn't picky about food, but when she encountered a dish she particularly liked, she would unconsciously reach for her chopsticks a few more times.

Butler Wu also smiled and nodded in agreement: "That's good, that's good. As long as Miss Ji likes it, I will prepare some other dishes for you tomorrow."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Song Jinbai, his eyes full of anticipation.

He is an old man, but he is working hard to create opportunities for his parents, hoping that his parents can also fight for their honor.

Song Jinbai felt helpless when he saw the look in Butler Wu's eyes.

"Oh, Jin Bai is entertaining guests here!"

As the voice rang out, a handsome young man dressed in white, holding a folding fan, walked into the hall. He walked lightly and with a calm demeanor, as if he had a natural and suave temperament.

Cui Jingrang walked straight to Song Jinbai and sat down. His eyes fell on Ji Nuan and he smiled meaningfully: "Miss Ji, I am Cui Jingrang. I come here uninvited. Please don't blame me." There was a hint of playfulness in his tone, and it was obvious that he was quite interested in Ji Nuan.

Seeing this, Song Jinbai's face darkened slightly, and he asked rudely, "Brother, why are you here?"

Cui Jingrang gently waved his folding fan, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he answered calmly: "Oh, I heard that you have good wine and food here, so I came here to eat." By the way, I also want to see what the girl who saved you looks like.

Upon seeing this, Butler Wu hurried forward to add a set of bowls and chopsticks, and said respectfully, "Mr. Cui, you've arrived just in time. The food is still hot."

"Miss Ji, this is my senior brother, Cui Jingrang." Song Jinbai introduced him to Ji Nuan with a serious tone.

He turned to look at Cui Jingrang and continued, "Brother, Miss Ji is the one who saved me last time. Thanks to her, I am safe and sound."

Ji Nuan nodded slightly to Cui Jingrang as a greeting.

Cui Jingrang's smile became even brighter. He closed the folding fan in his hand and asked curiously, "I heard from Song Shan that Miss Ji has a way to cure Song Huai's illness."

Ji Nuan remained calm and replied, "With two more acupuncture treatments, the blood clots in his brain will gradually dissipate. By then, his physical condition should have improved significantly, and he may wake up at any time."

Hearing Ji Nuan's affirmative answer, several people couldn't help but feel relieved and admired Ji Nuan's medical skills even more.

Cui Jingrang sincerely praised: "Miss Ji's medical skills are indeed superb. I really admire her." After saying this, he turned around and looked at Song Jinbai with a smile in his eyes, and asked: "Is the hemostatic powder sold in Ping'an Medical Clinic made by you?

Ji Nuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Master Cui, are you interested in getting involved in the hemostatic powder business?"

Cui Jingrang said frankly, "I want to purchase a large quantity of Zhixuesan. I wonder if you can make some concessions on the price."

Ji Nuan looked at him with a rare serious expression and said, "The Hemostatic Powder is already priced affordably, and is intended to benefit the public for emergency treatment. If Master Cui intends to purchase in bulk and resell at a higher price, then there's no need to discuss this matter further."

Song Jinbai couldn't help but chuckle, and quickly clarified, "Miss Ji, you might have misunderstood. Among the three of us brothers, one is currently enlisted in the Northern Frontier, fighting bravely on the battlefield. In those frontier regions, countless soldiers die each year from excessive blood loss. If we had such a potent hemostatic powder, it would surely save the lives of many soldiers at critical moments, and its significance would be invaluable."

Regardless of the era, soldiers are brave warriors defending their country and are worthy of respect. Ji Nuan pondered for a moment and said, "Since this batch of hemostatic powder is being sent to the battlefield in the northern border, I have two suggestions. First, I will provide the prescription and you can prepare it yourself. However, please understand that even with the same prescription, different people's skills and experience will lead to differences in efficacy. Second, I am willing to charge the cost price, which is the sum of the cost of the medicinal materials and labor, at 70 wen per bottle, and will not profit from it. This will ensure the stability of the efficacy of the medicine and allow the soldiers on the front line to receive the necessary treatment in a timely manner. Which do you think is more appropriate?"

"Miss Ji is a man of high character. On behalf of the soldiers of Northern Frontier, I would like to express our deepest respect and gratitude to you." Cui Jingrang stood up and bowed to Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan dodged and smiled, "The peace of the people of Dongchu depends entirely on the protection of the soldiers on the border. As a member of Dongchu, I am deeply honored to be able to contribute my humble efforts to these soldiers."

Song Jinbai suppressed his inner throbbing, his eyes flashing with admiration as he continued, "I think the second option is more suitable. If someone else makes it, I'm afraid it won't be as effective as it is now. It would be a waste of precious medicinal materials and fail to truly save lives."

"That's true. We ordered the hemostatic powder because of its efficacy. If the efficacy cannot be guaranteed, it would go against our original intention." Cui Jingrang also agreed with the second option.

Ji Nuan instantly felt like she was shouldering a heavy responsibility. "Please rest assured, I will do my best to ensure that every bottle of Hemostatic Powder achieves optimal efficacy."

"Miss Ji, if you need any medicinal herbs, you can go to Song Zhanggui," said Song Jinbai.

"Thank you, Master Song!"

Lunch was just over at the beginning of the evening. Ji Nuan went straight to Ping'an Medical Clinic to ask Manager Song for help in preparing a large quantity of medicinal herbs. Then she went to the porcelain workshop to order small porcelain bottles, rushing home before dinner.

At the dinner table, Ji Nuan happily announced to her family, "Dad, Mom, I have good news! Our hemostatic powder is of excellent quality, and Ping An Medical Clinic has decided to purchase a large quantity to support the soldiers in the northern border."

She glanced around at everyone, then continued emotionally, "We can live and work in peace and contentment thanks to the brave soldiers guarding the border. If their injuries aren't treated promptly, they'll lose their precious lives. Dad, Mom, I also want to do my part in this defense. Therefore, I've decided not to seek profit from the hemostatic powder I provide to the soldiers. I'll only charge Ping'an Medical Center for the cost of the ingredients and labor. What do you think?"

Father Ji looked at his daughter trying hard to persuade her family, and he felt proud and couldn't help but laugh. "Silly girl, this is a good thing. If you want to do it, just go ahead and do it. Your mother and I won't object."

Ji Nuan looked at Ji's mother, who nodded in agreement. She said softly, "We naturally support the decision you make."

Ji Shan was proud of his sister. He patted his chest and smiled, "My sister is the smartest person in the family and has a high level of awareness. This is saving people and doing good deeds. I, Ji Shan, will support my sister, no matter what else I say!"

Although Ji He usually doesn't talk much, he naively agreed at this moment: "Yes, yes, my sister is doing a great thing, I must support her."

The second sister-in-law was more direct: "The hemostatic powder was originally made by my younger sister, so she can do whatever she wants with it."

My sister-in-law also smiled and nodded.

Seeing her family's unanimous support, Ji Nuan's heart was filled with warmth and strength. Her eyes were slightly red as she looked at each family member with gratitude, as if she had a thousand words to say but didn't know where to start.

Ji Nuan blinked, hugged Ji Mu's arm, and smiled with her peach eyes curved, "Dad and Mom are the best!"

Seeing this, Ji Shan deliberately put on a stern face and asked in a feigned dissatisfaction, "Then we are no good?" He said this with a bit of joking and a bit of expectation, wanting to get the same recognition from Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan quickly turned around and gave Ji Shan a bright smile, "Everything is fine, our family is so nice!"

She didn't give a damn. In this era, women were often subject to numerous restrictions and constraints, but Ji Nuan enjoyed the pampering and freedom most women didn't. Her family always offered her utmost support and encouragement in everything she wanted to do, never interfering with her decisions. This rare tolerance and understanding made Ji Nuan feel deeply happy and fulfilled.