Chapter 110 Cut off the supply of Geng’s family

Seeing Yang Jingyan agreeing, Wen Xin helped Yang Jingyan lie down. She took out a plastic-sealed silver needle from her pocket and gently pricked her grandmother's wrist. Soon her grandmother fell asleep.

Listening to grandma's steady breathing, Wen Xin looked at the nurse who had been sitting on the sofa.

"Aunt Yao, please accompany your grandmother to the nursing home. I will double my salary. I will solve your son's school problem. If the uncle is willing, he can work with you in the nursing home with you. The salary and benefits are the same as you!"

All the sanatoriums are Wen Xin's people, but Aunt Yao has been taking care of Yang Jingyan for a long time. She knew that Aunt Yao was sincerely treating Yang Jingyan and her naturally would not treat her unfairly.

"Thank you Miss Wen, Xiao Ce's child has no intention of studying. Your uncle and I are almost worried. I really don't know what to do!" Aunt Yao spoke in embarrassment. Her son said in the third year of junior high school this year and said that he would not want to go to school.

Because of the fight, he was expelled from the school, and no suitable school is willing to accept him.

"Tomorrow I will ask Luocheng Junior High School to send an invitation letter to your mobile phone and ask him to go to Luocheng Junior High School to go to school. The learning atmosphere there is a good one, which should change him!"

"Aunt Yao, please help grandma clean up. Someone will come to pick up grandma later! You and uncle will also explain in advance."

Wen Xin took a look at the time, walked out of the ward, called Chen Yian, asking him to arrange someone to take his grandmother to the sanatorium, and at the same time told him to find a good location and arrange a job for Uncle Yao's husband.

After explaining the matter well, Wen Xin sat on a chair in the corridor, took out a thick black phone from his backpack, and clicked on a red software.

As soon as she was online, someone couldn't wait to talk to her.

"Boss, you finally appeared. In the past three months, every time you want to find you, Siam has stopped you. Are you two together?"

Wen Xin glanced at the message sent by Justin and replied to him lightly, "No..."

"I thought you were together, boss, the people of the Taros family returned to Independence. When he brought back the wooden jade, he promised us a condition. I don't know what you need?"

Justin was a little excited when he talked about this. When he returned to Mzhou with wooden jade, he never thought that More would chase after him.

When Moore came to the door, he had a very good attitude and promised to agree to them in the future. He could not contact Wen Xin at that time, so he told Yan Qing and Siam about it.

This time I saw Wen Xin, I couldn't wait to tell Wen Xin about this.

"I did a good job, I have another thing to tell you. If you integrate the domestic rare earth supply chain, all companies that have cooperative relationships with Geng's will be cut off, especially Geng's. I want to let him have a little rare earth.

Can't get it!"

Seeing Wen Xin's decision, Justin was stunned. His boss had never used rare earths to punish anyone. Even his mortal enemy had never slandered him. This time it seemed that the Geng family was real.

Did you anger Wen Xin?

"Boss, are you sure that the supply of rare earths has been cut off? I'm afraid someone will take the opportunity to raise the price..."

Justin holds the first supply chain of rare earths. He knows that if he does this, it will definitely disrupt the market and there will be a lot of unnecessary troubles.

"Whoever disrupts the market will cut off his goods. They should be anxious about without rare earths, not us!"

Wen Xin smiled evilly at the phone, holding the world's largest rare earth mineral. She was worried that there would be no sales, but she was afraid that everyone would beg for the door in the end!

Looking at the phone, Wen Xin gently tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers, wondering whether he could raise the price appropriately and make a profit.

"Boss, I'll deal with this matter now. I'll send the result to your email later."

Wen Xin has his own contact email to ensure that when Wen Xin does not log in to the software, he can also receive messages from them.

Without a reply, Wen Xin quit the software, put his phone back into his backpack, carried his backpack and walked towards Teacher Qian's ward.

Seeing Wen Xin come back, Ma Wenyuan looked at Wen Xin complainingly, "You said you treat Lao Qian, why are you leaving me here for nothing? Do you know I'm very busy? You have to deal with everything you care about

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Ma Wenyuan muttered to Wen Xin's back. Wen Xin's hand that was about to push open the ward door paused, turned his head and looked coldly at Ma Wenyuan who wanted to say something. A look made Ma Wenyuan tactfully shut his mouth

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"After the treatment, I will take you to meet someone and have a meal together. I want to discuss something with you."

After Wen Xin finished speaking, he pushed the door and walked into the ward. Ma Wenyuan did not dare to resist and followed Wen Xin obediently.

When he walked into the ward, Qian Bochen sat on the bed. His whole body looked much better than before, and his mood stabilized.

Wen Xin put down his backpack, took out the cloth bag from the backpack and placed it on the hospital bed, looking at Qian Bochen, "Teacher Qian, I want to dissolve the silt for you, and I will vomit blood later, but don't be afraid, as long as the blood is vomited out,

Your illness will be cured. I will prescribe a prescription for you. You can drink Chinese medicine according to the prescription for a week to ensure you are in good health.”

Wen Xin was very confident in her medical skills. Her attitude was not hesitant at all. Her firm tone made Qian Bochen more confident.

"I believe you, come on!" Qian Bochen lay down on the bed, his condition was very relaxed, and his trust in Wen Xin reached its peak.

Ma Wenyuan sat aside and watched Wen Xin's movements, thinking leisurely that one day he would be sick, and he would not be afraid at all. With Wen Xin here, even the King of Hell would not be able to take him away easily.

Wen Xin's twelve silver needles were pierced on Qian Bochen's body. She turned her head and saw Ma Wenyuan looking leisurely and contented. She didn't know what she was thinking, so she frowned slightly.

"Uncle Ma, prepare a basin. When my needle is removed, Teacher Qian will vomit blood!"

Wen Xin's tone was cold and impatient, as if he was accusing Ma Wenyuan of being too leisurely.

When Ma Wenyuan heard Wen Xin's words, he immediately stood up, prepared the basin, stood aside, and waited nervously for Wen Xin to pull out the needle.

Ten minutes later, Wen Xin held his cell phone and leaned lazily on the armrest of the escort bed beside him, lowering his head and not knowing who he was sending a message to.

Ma Wenyuan stood behind Wen Xin with a basin and called Wen Xin softly.

"Miss, when will you remove the needle? I've been waiting here for ten minutes!"

Ma Wenyuan was waiting to take the basin over at any time, but ten minutes passed, and Wen Xin seemed to have forgotten about this matter, and he was a little tired...

"Oh, no hurry, it will take another twenty minutes. I just saw that you were sitting too leisurely and wanted to make you nervous. Now you can sit back!"

Wen Xin smiled at Ma Wenyuan naughtyly. She just wanted to torture him. In fact, she didn't have to vomit blood too quickly, and she could control it.
Chapter completed!