The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

They had long heard that the owner of the clinic was a very young woman named Miss Fang, but when they saw her in person, they were surprised to find that she was so young.

"Please don't stand on ceremony, everyone. You've all worked so hard these past few days! Once we're all done with this busy schedule, I'll treat you all to a big meal!"

Fang Qingyou really wanted to invite these people to her home for a big meal, since few chefs in restaurants could surpass her skills.

However, the courtyard in Liujia Village is not yet completed, and it is inconvenient to take these people to the Fang residence, so they can only make do with a meal at the restaurant.

"You're too kind, young lady. We were just doing what we should do."

"Hehe, I just did what I was supposed to do." It's a good thing for everyone to have a meal together and get to know each other better.

"It's settled then. Now that we're off work, everyone should pack up and go home as soon as possible."

Goodbye, young lady.

After everyone had left, Fang Qingyou went to talk to Chen Zhongjie.

Looking at Chen Zhongjie's branch opening plan, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but marvel. She hadn't expected him to be so proficient in pharmacology and also so excellent in management.

She originally wanted him to practice first, but she didn't expect him to do so well.

Chen Zhongjie's opening plan is almost complete; the location and staffing are all suitable, and all that's left is for her to make the final decision.

She has both good judgment and good luck; she actually managed to encounter such a talented person.

Seeing Fang Qingyou smiling, Chen Zhongjie suddenly realized something and couldn't help but ask, "Miss, I heard that the Emperor personally bestowed upon you the title of Princess of Ping'an County?"

Fang Qingyou was looking at the plan, so she simply said, "Yes."

The words had barely left his mouth when a sound like something hitting the ground was heard: "Bang—"

When they looked over, they saw that it was Chen Zhongjie kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to them.

"This humble subject pays respects to the County Head."

"Dr. Chen, what are you doing?" Fang Qingyou quickly got up and helped him up.

“The county magistrate is an official appointed by the emperor himself. I am just a commoner, and I must pay my respects to her.”

"What official position? A county magistrate without even a fiefdom, what kind of official is she! Doctor Chen, you can't do this again." Fang Qingyou was speechless. This child was so honest, why did she suddenly do this?

"But……"

"There are no buts. You call me 'Miss Yi' all my life. Does that mean I've committed a serious crime and will be questioned?" Her title of county princess was merely nominal. She could put on airs in front of outsiders, but in front of her own people, she should probably refrain from doing so.

"Oh," Chen Zhongjie replied, then obediently sat down again.

Fang Qingyou handed the slightly modified branch opening plan to Chen Zhongjie: "Dr. Chen, take a look. I've made a few changes. Do you think there are any problems? If so, we can discuss it further."

While Chen Zhongjie was looking at the plan, Fang Qingyou picked up the account books from the past few months to look at.

Upon seeing the enormous number at the end, Fang Qingyou exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, we actually earned so much silver?"

“Young lady, we don’t earn that much. Given the situation of our clinic, if it were another clinic, we would earn at least three times that. If it were the shop I used to work at, the profit would be at least ten times.”

Fang Qingyou swallowed hard. Well, she should have known that the medical industry was indeed a highly profitable one.

Although she earns less than others, it's still much better than she expected.

Although she opened this clinic to make money, her greater purpose was to ensure that medical skills could be passed down.

There wasn't much she could do, but she wanted to do as much as she could.

In modern times, the profound and extensive traditional Chinese medicine has declined and fallen into disrepair, with most of its medical skills lost. Only a few medical families still possess the precious medical skills left behind by the ancients.

She didn't want the same tragedy to happen in this era.

"Girl, the points you made are all very good. It was something I hadn't thought of and overlooked."

"This is your first time making a business plan, and you've done a great job. Don't underestimate yourself. I'll review the accounts and sales records later to see how much working capital we have, and then we'll finalize the plan together."

Seeing that Chen Zhongjie had completely emerged from the shadow of his past misfortunes, Fang Qingyou was very happy for him and naturally wanted to give him more encouragement.

"Yes." Chen Zhongjie nodded seriously, and when he looked at Fang Qingyou, his gaze couldn't help but show a bit of gratitude towards his mentor.

By the time Fang Qingyou left the clinic, it was already completely dark, and the moon was almost high in the sky.

It's probably past 9 p.m. at this point.

Fang Qingyou stretched, feeling that although the day was busy, it was very fulfilling.

Moreover, she was really looking forward to the opening of her branch soon.

I wonder if Cheng'an Medical Clinic will one day be found all over the world?

When they returned to the Fang residence, the gates were already closed.

Mingyue knocked on the door for a while, but there was no response. Finally, she had the coachman kick the door hard a few times, and the guards hurriedly opened the door.

He had been filled with rage and fighting spirit, thinking he had been robbed, but all of that vanished the moment he saw Fang Qingyou's carriage.

Fang Qingyou thought that most people would be asleep by this time, but unexpectedly, she overheard several maids whispering on her way back to the courtyard.

"Have you heard? It seems that Madam is going to arrange a marriage for the young lady in the manor."

"I've heard about it, but what does that have to do with us?"

"Are you stupid? If a young lady in the manor gets married, she will definitely need to find a maid to accompany her. Do you think that has anything to do with us?"

"The young ladies will choose their own head maids as dowry maids, so how could it be our turn?"

"Can't I even think about it? I finally had a little hope, and you just extinguished it like this. What a spoilsport!"

"Can I ask if you can be asked to marry off the young ladies?" A maid's voice sounded somewhat frightened.

"what happened?"

"I heard that when Madam was arranging marriages for the young ladies last time, it seems that the old lady disagreed, but Madam insisted on doing so, and in the end, the old lady was so angry that she died!"

Fang Qingyou initially thought that the maids on night watch in the mansion were just bored and gossiping to pass the time.

I didn't want to hear any more, but upon hearing this, I suddenly stopped in my tracks.

The old lady, Madam Fang, the grandmother she never met?

No, it should be said that she was the original owner's grandmother.

Fang Qingyou didn't know much about Old Madam Fang, because Old Madam Fang had passed away three years ago, and nowadays few people mention her, so many of the new people in the mansion didn't know anything about her.

In the few days since she arrived at the Fang residence, this was the first time she had heard anyone talk about Old Madam Fang.