Chapter 181: First Trial of Traditional Chinese Medicine
"Come on, auntie, you've heard that you're embarrassed. Why don't you leave quickly and wait to give Sister Luo another kiss?"
Humiliation, grief, anger, and shame were all a flood of emotions, but Lin Xiaoya attributed all of them to Luo Wanqing.
"Luo Wanqing, since you are my defeated general, I will take pity on you and let you go today."
After saying that, Lin Xiaoya smiled and tried to save her respect, "What if you bring people to see the land now? Now that you are no longer from the Gu family, you should give up on the project!"
After saying this, Lin Xiaoya pulled Jiang Ming and tried to leave with Jiang Ming in her arm.
The old woman looked at Luo Wanqing with great greed and then left.
Watching the two people leave, Luo Wanqing's face showed no emotion at all.
She reopened the notebook and her movements were full of professionalism.
"Then let's continue?"
It was already evening when Luo Wanqing returned home after a busy day.
There were Gu Lanchen's shoes at the door. Luo Wanqing took a look at them and guessed that the person was back.
"Miss Luo."
Li Ma came up to her, her body smelling of herbal medicine.
"I've already cooked everything you ordered, and it's all on the kitchen table."
"Have you eaten since you came back so late? There are dishes left for you in the kitchen, all of which you like."
Just when I was about to refuse, an inappropriate grunt suddenly sounded.
Luo Wanqing pursed her lips and said, "You might as well eat something."
That night.
Luo Wanqing sat alone in the restaurant and only had a bowl of hot porridge.
Different herbs were placed in front of her, and she looked at them one by one. They were clearly similar decoctions, but it made people feel inexplicably that she could make something big happen.
A moment.
Stretching out his little hand, Luo Wanqing brought a bowl of medicine in front of him and took a whiff.
His eyes brightened briefly, and Luo Wanqing turned to look at Ma Li.
"Bring this to your second uncle while it's hot later, and remember to watch him finish it."
"Miss Luo, why don't you send it up yourself?"
Understanding Ma Li's intention, Luo Wanqing smiled and said, "No need, I understand what you are thinking. The time is not up."
Luo Wanqing is a smart child, so when he said this, Ma Li understood.
After dinner, Luo Wanqing went upstairs, and Li's mother delivered the medicine to Gu Lanchen's room for her while she was sleeping.
The moon was getting higher and higher, and Luo Wanqing figured that it was almost time, so he opened the door and cautiously approached the room where Gu Lanchen was.
A ray of light slowly leaked out from the gap under the door, forming a small beam of light on the dark floor.
Luo Wanqing frowned, but did not leave. He held his notebook and sat down slowly against the wall.
She glanced at her watch from time to time, her anxious face seemed to be waiting for something.
Suddenly!
The lights in the room disappeared instantly.
Those almond eyes lit up in the dark night.
Luo Wanqing quickly looked at the time and recorded it.
Immediately after the time, he wrote down the prescription, no matter how detailed it was.
The pocket suddenly vibrated and the bell rang suddenly.
The tip of Luo Wanqing's pen when he wrote the last word shook and crooked, and a split word jumped on the notebook.
Luo Wanqing took out her phone in a panic, frowned and turned off the sound.
After running very fast with bare feet and quickly returning to the room, Luo Wanqing looked at the screen.
A familiar number came into view, and a silent missed call reminder lay there.
Luo Wanqing rubbed the screen with her small hand, with no intention of going back. She never thought that the moment she was about to put down the phone, the call would come again.
After putting the phone to his ear, Luo Wanqing's tone was abrupt and cold in the dark night.
"Wanwan, have you slept?"
"what's up."
The woman seemed startled, but quickly spoke again with a smile.
"Why are you talking like that? Mom accidentally heard a friend say today that you are very good and have won many projects. Mom is very proud."
"But my mother is very worried about whether you will stay up late for work. Your health is not good to begin with..."
Listening quietly to the voice coming from the phone, Luo Wanqing felt like he was watching a bloody TV series at eight o'clock.
As the saying goes, nothing goes wrong without going to the Three Treasures Palace, let alone this biological mother who has never regarded her as a daughter.
Luo Wanqing saw through it but didn't say it clearly, and his tone became colder, "Oh, then I'll go to bed."
"You girl... Mom doesn't even have time to talk to you."
Jiang Luo's reproach for pretending to be doting came over, and Luo Wanqing just wanted to laugh.
"It's like this. Your Uncle Song and I both felt that we were very sorry for you last time. Your uncle asked you when you would have time to come to our house for a meal?"
"Jiang Luo."
Luo Wanqing called her by her first name, and the woman seemed stunned for a moment.
Without giving the woman a chance to speak, Luo Wanqing spoke bluntly and unpleasantly.
"Do you think I'm born to be a bitch, or do you think I wasn't beaten enough last time?"
"Wanwan, don't think like this, mom just wants to compensate you."
"Then what should I think, Mrs. Song?"
His tone became deeper, and Luo Wanqing was obviously impatient, "I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do. It's getting late, I'm going to bed, you can do whatever you want."
"Don't hang up every night, mom wants to see you for something!"
An anxious voice came out, and Jiang Luo stopped pretending.
"I heard that you got your grandfather's diary during your worship ceremony a few days ago?"
The probing tone was like a knife, slicing into Luo Wanqing's chest.
She clenched her little hands into fists and gritted her back teeth.
So, this phone call is just to get a book?
Seeing that Luo Wanqing remained silent, Jiang Luo continued naturally.
"We are all a family. What's yours is mom's. If you bring your books over tomorrow, we can have a meal together."
"you……"
The girl lowered her head deeply. There was no light in the dim room, only a beam of moonlight fell steadily on her face through the window.
After a moment, that little face lifted up.
The beautiful little face glowed with a pale beauty under the lone moonlight.
"Do you really think that the things left in your body can bind me for the rest of my life?"
After sneering a few times, Luo Wanqing's small figure burst out with waves of sadness, followed by overwhelming sarcasm.
"Jiang Luo, stop dreaming."
"Bloodline is the only influence on me."
"Every time I think about you and me having the same blood, I just feel sick."
Luo Wanqing snuffed out the phone, muted it, and threw the phone directly into the sofa not far away.
Luo Wanqing buried herself under the quilt and gently covered her left chest with her little hand.
It was dancing smoothly at the moment, without the overwhelming anger before, and the suffocation feeling that was so sad that it was so sad before.
Nowadays, when Luo Wanqing faces Jiang Luo, his mentality can be as calm as water.
There was a dark light in her eyes again. Jiang Luo was so anxious to ask about his grandfather's diary. So... was Jiang Luo also involved in the fire and the defeat of the Luo family?
Closing his eyes tightly, Luo Wanqing threw the phone call just behind him.
What was placed under her pillow was the diary left by her grandfather.
The next day.
The Chinese medicine last night had some effect, and Gu Lan fell asleep much earlier.
Luo Wanqing was putting on his white coat and planning to lock himself in the scientific research room when he heard a noise coming from the living room.