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83, the gentleness actually brought a bit of pampering

Waving her hand, Song Qianqian took a taxi home.

The taxi stopped at the street entrance outside the hutong community. She walked two steps to the drug store. Before she got there, she saw a man standing on the roadside.

White clothes, black pants, fresh and clean, with a coat in his hand.

"Gu Xuefeng?" She walked over and called the other person's name.

He is Gu Huaiyi's eldest son, born from his ex-wife. His relationship with his family is relatively cold, and his entire life trajectory is almost in "Thousand Worlds Medical College".

When Gu Xuefeng heard his name and turned around to see her, he didn't seem too surprised.

In the past, he and Gu Qianqian had the same father and mother, and their relationship was not compatible.

He couldn't say he disliked this sister, but he definitely didn't like her because she was lazy, uneducated, and behaved badly, etc.

Of course, he also knew that she didn't like him and never called her "Brother".

Therefore, when he heard her full name being called, Gu Xuefeng's expression was indifferent, but he looked at her from beginning to end.

There seems to be no difference except that the clothes I wear are not so pursuit of big brands.

To be honest, Gu Xuefeng felt that her simple and plain appearance was more pleasing to the eye.

"Why are you here?" Gu Xuefeng asked.

Then he seemed to realize something and pointed to the pharmacy behind him, "Is this yours?"

Song Qianqian smiled faintly, "Yes."

Gu Xuefeng frowned.

He didn't pay attention to her affairs. He only knew that her surname was Song, but he also heard that the Song family was very poor. How could she afford to open a pharmacy?

Or even let Xu Yaqin come to him personally to discuss cooperation?

Gu Xuefeng couldn't help but look at her two more times.

She pointed to the small teahouse next to her, "Want to have a seat?"

The conversation is different.

Gu Xuefeng summarized by himself.

I can't tell you what's different, but it's very different from before.

He nodded and followed in.

In this kind of teahouse in an alley, most guests make their own tea.

Gu Xuefeng watched her sit down and then stood up to play with the tea set, hot pot, and warm cup. She did it in an orderly manner without spilling a drop of water.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on her pure and slender hands. For the first time, he felt that the word "elegant" could be applied to her?

Song Qianqian continued to charge high, and then patiently removed the foam after a few seconds.

When a cup of tea was placed in front of him, Gu Xuefeng came back to his senses, but also frowned slightly.

He came to discuss cooperation, but it seemed that she didn't make him feel like she was asking for help.

"Don't want to try it?" She looked at him.

Gu Xuefeng spoke: "Let's talk about things first, I'm quite busy."

He explained the matter briefly. After all, she must know best in her heart, "You can set the price as you like, as long as you can sign the contract."

Song Qianqian smiled slightly, "Be conscientious in doing business. I won't set prices randomly, but some terms will be special."

For example, if the Gu family issues a prescription for medicine in the future, if the patient runs out and something happens, don't come to the pharmacy.

Gu Xuefeng nodded, "That's natural. The Gu family prescribes the medicine, and the Gu family takes care of the medicine. If something goes wrong, the Gu family is responsible."

She nodded, "The price is not high, it can even be lower than the market price, but there is a condition."

Gu Xuefeng looked at her, "What are the conditions?"

Song Qianqian waved to Doctor Song Shu from outside the teahouse to come in, and then said: "This is my third brother. He will enroll in Qianshi Medical College in the future. I want you to be his tutor."

Gu Xuefeng frowned after hearing this, "He?"

She was confident, "If you have any questions about the differences between Chinese herbal medicine subjects and subtle differences in efficacy, you can just ask him."

In response, Gu Xuefeng seemed to smile. He was a graduate student in a medical school. Asking someone who was just about to enroll?

"Is he highly educated?"

Song Qianqian smiled, "I dropped out of junior high school."

"..." A cold joke?

After a while, Gu Xuefeng suddenly looked at her again, "How did he get admitted?"

She didn't hide it, and said generously: "I am now the only private supplier of research drugs for Qianshi Medical College, and Dr. Song Shu is the student who was admitted under the exception this time."

Gu Xuefeng finally frowned and stared at her.

Of course he had heard about this. For the first time in so many years, he knew that someone had actually been admitted under special circumstances.

And she actually became a herbal medicine supplier?

How big of a business is this?

Others don't know, but he knows because the Gu family has tried their best to be this supplier in the past few years, but they have negotiated countless times without success.

How did she do it?

And... "You seem to have known for a long time that I would come to discuss this cooperation and not someone else?"

Song Qianqian had already given him the contract, "I was the one who asked you to come."

She had done so much in the past just to make him become the mentor of the third child.

Gu Xuefeng looked at her again and felt that nothing about her was different.

"Your sister Gu Xueer has great achievements in Western medicine and is very ambitious. I am afraid that Gu will become a Western medicine doctor in the future. Do you have any ideas?" she asked casually.

According to Song Qianqian's understanding, Gu Xuefeng only cares about his studies and research, and has no intention of inheriting the family business and promoting Gu's traditional Chinese medicine.

Regarding this question, it was only after the contract was signed that Gu Xuefeng looked at her and said, "No."

She smiled and said "Oh", thoughtfully.

When sending Gu Xuefeng away, Song Qianqian thought for a while, invited him to a meal, and asked Uncle Song to follow him.

It is about ten kilometers away from the community.

When ordering, she took a look at the menu Gu Xuefeng ordered.

Said: "You should eat spicy food, but it is not suitable to eat hemp. Try not to eat anything with pepper in the future."

"Well... eat less flour, especially potatoes."

Gu Xuefeng suddenly looked at her, "Sure enough, it hasn't changed at all!"

He doesn't like spicy food, but she tells him to eat spicy food?

In the past, Gu Qianqian was such a bad person. She knew he didn't like spicy food, but would deliberately drop chili pepper water into his rice bowl or soup.

He occasionally goes home for meals and basically doesn't let the kitchen cook light dishes.

So, gradually, Gu Xuefeng stopped going home, and Shanshui Baojun became their real family of three.

Song Qianqian felt his hostility.

He didn't care, but pointed to the place under the cuffs of his T-shirt and a little higher on his arms, "Have you had ringworm for several years?"

Gu Xuefeng was stunned for a moment, then pulled his cuffs down.

He has been suffering from ringworm for several years. He has tried traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, but it has never been cured. Although it works occasionally, it will relapse later.

Dr. Song Shu looked at it and thought about it, "It's true. Eat spicy food to relieve qi, and drink less milk at the same time."

Coincidentally, Gu Xuefeng drinks milk almost every day.

Song Qianqian smiled and said, "Listen to Dr. Song and try it for a month?"

He didn't say anything at the time.

However, when we said goodbye after dinner, we still left each other’s contact information.

Coming out of the restaurant, Song Qianqian saw Shang Chao at a glance. He had already walked over.

"Seventh Master." Gu Xuefeng added him, saying hello first with a touch of politeness and respect.

Shang Chao nodded, looking past him and falling on her face.

Gu Xuefeng also followed and looked over. Do they know each other?

I saw that Shang Chao didn't even take the prayer beads from the bowl, but instead held a bottle of fresh milk and handed it to her, "The supply of milk in the morning has been cut off, why didn't you tell me?"

That tone of voice was gentle and a bit doting.


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