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Because of his awkwardness, Bo Siheng didn't say another word the whole way.

He even deliberately avoided eye contact with He Yan.

He Yan couldn't help but chuckle, but she didn't expose his complicated little thoughts.

The project that He Family Pharmaceutical Factory is currently undertaking is a prescription that was purchased at a high price from Bai Wuye, so He Yan is very concerned about the progress. She is currently in charge of the pharmacy, while He Yiyi is in charge of the entire pharmaceutical research department.

"Sister, we've used up most of the medicine that was sent earlier. I'll have to trouble you with communicating with Baicaoyuan from now on."

When He Yiyi saw He Yan come in, she immediately assigned her a task.

She wanted everyone in the company to see the difference between herself and her.

I will give you an answer before I leave work today.

He Yan knew what He Yiyi meant, but she didn't care.

She only needs one way to keep track of the prescriptions.

That night, it was discovered that there were traces of internal employees of Hejia Pharmaceutical Factory having contacted the other party.

He Yan then turned her attention to Li Tang.

That's He Yiyi's assistant.

The student sent by the medical school arrived quickly, and the receptionist led him to He Yan.

"Hello, Manager He, I am Zhou Yu'an, and I am here to learn."

A sunny and cheerful college student, flashing a bright white smile.

His eyes were clear and filled with a longing for medicine, which inexplicably reminded He Yan of her junior brother Cao Yan.

My junior brother is just as endearing; he always pesters her with questions when he doesn't understand something.

"Hmm, no need to be so formal, I'll show you around."

He Yan also has a lot of things to handle at the pharmacy, because every batch of medicinal herbs needs to go through her hands.

"Okay, thank you, Manager He!"

Zhou Yu'an bowed again at a 90-degree angle.

This made He Yan's lips twitch inexplicably; she was really being very proactive.

She took Zhou Yu'an around to identify medicinal herbs and explained their properties, showing the utmost patience and never complaining that he couldn't learn or remember them after just one lesson.

He Yan valued his sincere desire to study medicine.

And the other side.

When He Yiyi heard that the medical school had sent a male student, her narrow-mindedness immediately arose.

Taking advantage of her free time, she ran to the monitoring room and saw He Yan walking very close to that male student. She felt that He Yan was not content with her life and immediately took a lot of photos as 'evidence'.

"He Yan, it's your own fault for being indiscreet, you can't blame anyone else."

He Yiyi's attitude towards He Yan was one of insane jealousy.

Thinking this way, she became even more determined to win over Mr. Si.

She immediately sent a message to Mr. Si.

[Mr. Si, are you feeling any better? I've recently developed a new type of medicated patch that can be applied to acupoints to help relieve cold and dampness.]

Although the research and development took a lot of time and effort, I think it was all worth it when the results came out.

She intentionally let Mr. Si know that she had done these things for him.

Although the medicated patch was actually bought.

Bo Siheng received He Yiyi's message and originally didn't want to go.

Thinking that He Yan was there, and that male student was also there, he couldn't help himself.

Okay, I'm coming now.

The weather is unpredictable; Bo Siheng encountered rain as soon as he stepped out.

He was suffering from a cold poisoning and was very afraid of the cold, but after taking a medicinal bath that time, his body temperature seemed to be improving.

So, instead of wearing more clothes on rainy days, he was dressed less this time.

Yu Cheng also noticed, and his face was filled with shock.

"It was only after the young mistress arrived that Master Bo's condition began to improve."

The idea of ​​a "chowry for good luck" is indeed a mystery.

Moreover, it's the kind of person who, when found correctly, becomes extremely useful.

He Yan was unaware that Bo Siheng would be coming; she was still diligently teaching Zhou Yu'an about medicinal herbs.

"Sister Xiaoyan, is there an even faster way to learn about those herbs? They're simply amazing!"

After He Yan explained the effects of some medicinal herbs, Zhou Yu'an became even more enthusiastic.

Even when it was time to leave for a rest at noon, he was reluctant to leave.

He Yan gave him some information and samples of medicinal herbs.

"I can recommend a few books on pharmacology to you. If you read them and compare them with the content, you'll learn faster."

He Yan felt that this student's personality was very similar to her junior brother Cao.

They have the courage and perseverance to study medicine.

"Okay, thank you, Sister Xiaoyan!"

Zhou Yu'an's expression became even more excited.

He wanted to take out his phone to write it down, but he had too many things in his hands and couldn't hold it.

"Let me write down the book list for you."

He Yan picked up a pen and paper from the table and wrote something for him.

She was very happy to have met someone who was so passionate about medicine.

She was also willing to teach him with dedication.

Zhou Yu'an leaned over to look at what He Yan was writing, and read it very carefully.

Neither of them noticed that a car was parked not far outside the window, and the person inside was Bo Siheng.

He saw He Yan standing with the male student and felt a strange tightness in his chest.

"Is my poisoning condition serious?"

Bo Siheng didn't want to think too much, but he couldn't control his thoughts.

He Yiyi arrived at Mr. Si's place as agreed, and after circling around for a long time, she finally found the car.

She knocked on the car window while holding an umbrella.

"Mr. Si, are you inside?"

The car was parked in a secluded spot by the roadside because Bo Siheng didn't want others to see it.

He thought he might as well sneak a peek at He Yan.

He was surprised to see such a scene, and his mood was affected.

“It’s me, Miss He.”

He Yan had just seen Zhou Yu'an off in the office when she caught a glimpse of He Yiyi running eagerly toward a luxury car, whose window was just rolled down.

However, she didn't see the people in the car, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

Bo Siheng looked up at He Yiyi, his voice indifferent.

"Didn't Miss He say she had developed a new medicated patch and was going to give it to me?"

"Yes, yes, it's here."

He Yiyi hurriedly handed the medicated patch to Mr. Si.

The previous times she had met him, he had always been polite, gentle, and considerate. She had never seen him so cold before. The contrast was so strong that it created a powerful sexual tension.

Mr. Si responded to every word she said and even came to see her in person.

She stared at Mr. Si's profile, her heart racing, and felt as if she were in love.

"Mr. Si, this medicated patch can be used once a day. Just apply it to the crook of your arm."

Despite the turmoil in He Yiyi's mind, Bo Siheng's expression remained cold.

But considering how much she had cared for his illness, he ultimately couldn't be too cold-hearted.

"Miss He, your arm is wet, please wipe it off."

Bo Siheng handed her a handkerchief, his complexion improving slightly.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"it is good."

He Yiyi's eyes widened as she looked at the handkerchief, becoming even more certain.

Mr. Si must like her!

After the car drove away, she stood there smiling shyly.

Just then, He Zhengyuan came out of the pharmaceutical factory and saw He Yiyi talking to the people in the luxury car.

He was surprised and immediately went over to ask him questions.

"Yiyi, who was that person just now? Are you in a relationship?"

"Dad, don't tell anyone, it's not confirmed yet!"

He Yiyi gave an ambiguous response and did not refute it.

He Zhengyuan was still very happy, as his daughter's marriage was a matter of great concern to him.

"I want to tell your mother this good news; she'll be so happy."

the other side.

After Bo Siheng returned home, He Yan did not come back.

He wanted to call her, but felt that would seem too deliberate.

"Yu Cheng, am I being a little stupid?"

"Mr. Bo, which aspect are you referring to?"

Yu Cheng was surprised, but he was not afraid of death.

Bo Siheng's face was sullen. He glanced at him, wondering how he was going to explain the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

His fingertips, gripping the phone, were turning white, and his complexion looked even worse.

Yu Cheng immediately realized what was happening.

All of Mr. Bo's emotions are definitely related to his young mistress.

He immediately took it upon himself to send a message to He Yan.

[Young Madam, something terrible has happened! Master Bo is feeling very unwell! He looks terrible! Please come back quickly!]