The master even tried medicine with his body, and he recorded his feelings every day of poisoning... as well as his changes in his body, and his feelings every day of detoxification.
Most of the records are in the form of diaries.
Every page of this book has a date, the font is the same, the handwriting is particularly neat, and the span is as long as 30 years...
It is all about Master’s research, and its value cannot be measured by money. This is the lifelong effort of a sentimental Chinese medicine practitioner.
Li Mi was shocked and moved. She felt that since she had taken the position of Mrs. Jing, she must let this book play its greatest role and benefit all mankind.
This must be the Master’s wish.
In Jiangcheng, outside the airport terminal, a white sedan was parked in a row of taxis of the same type.
Mu Jianing sat in the cab, looked at the time in a good mood, then pulled her eyes out of the window, and it was almost here.
After a while, the phone rang. She took it out and looked, and the words "Sister Ling" were displayed on the screen.
His fingers slid over the answer button, "Hey, Sister Ling, have you taken your luggage?"
"I didn't do a check-in, just a small box. I just got off the plane and came out soon." Ling Mei mixed in the crowd and asked while walking, "Are you here?"
"I've arrived, I've been waiting here for a long time. Come out quickly, I'll be watching!"
"See you later, there are three minutes left."
"Okay, bye~!"
Mu Jianing hung up the phone. As soon as Sister Ling came back, the matter between her and Lao Mu had to be put on the agenda. She and Tingyun had a perfect plan and were waiting for the heroine to appear.
Soon, Jia Ning saw a familiar figure in the crowd that came out, and she quickly opened the car door and got out.
"Sister Ling!" He walked towards her happily and trotted all the way! The mother and daughter have been dependent on each other since childhood and have a deep relationship.
Ling Mei dragged the pink box and walked towards her daughter in a fashionable way.
It was only ten meters away, but as she walked, her eyes suddenly became dark and she quickly stood still.
"Mom! What's wrong with you?!"
Mu Jianing realized that something was wrong, so she accelerated her pace and ran towards her, holding her shakingly, "Are you okay? Are you uncomfortable?"
Ling Mei held the box pull rod tightly in her right hand, and tried hard to slow down. She closed her eyes and shook her head. For a few seconds, her head was as painful as a needle.
"I'll call an ambulance!" Mu Jianing was frightened and quickly took out her cell phone. She was about to press the number, but Ling Mei, who had opened her eyes, held her wrist, "No, I'm fine."
Mu Jianing looked at her anxiously, "It's obvious that she's just uncomfortable!"
But I saw a smile on the corner of my mother's lips, "Okay, let's go." Then I dragged the box forward, as if nothing had happened.
"Hey!" Jia Ning hurriedly chased after him, "Mom, how long has it been in this situation?"
"It's not long." The woman was in a hurry, her steps were fast, her waist was straight, and her condition suddenly recovered.
"No..." Mu Jianing turned around and stopped her pace, "You have to pay attention to your health discomfort! What's the use of making more money?"
"Aren't I doing well?" Ling Mei looked at her daughter and said in a relaxed tone, "This is a little low blood sugar, too small to be even smaller."
As she said that, she blocked her daughter and stepped forward a few steps to open the trunk of the car.
Mu Jianing helped her pick up her suitcase and put it in, then grabbed her wrist and persuaded seriously, "Let's go for a physical examination!"
She was particularly worried because this was not the first time her mother had been in such a situation.