The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

The teachers all knew that Feng Chuyue was Duan Jinshu's junior.

She brought Duan Jinshu a very delicate breakfast.

Some people who knew the goods recognized that it was a snack box from Baiweilou, guessing that Duan Jinshu, an elder, had a difficult family background.

Everyone ate snacks, so naturally they had a good impression of the little girl.

Even the teaching director ate two pastries.

The teaching director's family is not particularly good, and he has never eaten anything from Baiweilou.

So that when I ate this pastry, I was shocked.

He even took the initiative to ask: "This pastry is not bad, where did Feng get it?"

If it was someone else, once they heard what the dean meant, they might just say, you have eaten well, and I will bring it to you next time.

But Feng Chuyue was different.

People asked her where she bought it, and she answered honestly: "This is made by a chef at a friend's house."

"If Director Wang wants to buy it, he can go to Baiweilou. His family hired a retired chef from Baiweilou."

The dean really didn't know about Baiweilou, so he asked, "Isn't the dim sum in Baiweilou cheap?"

"It shouldn't be cheap, I don't know." Feng Chuyue really didn't know, and she never gave money.

"It's not cheap. This box should cost 880."

Duan Jinshu interjected.

"Pfft—" The dean couldn't hold back, and spewed out a mouthful of tea.

"How many did you say?"

"880." Duan Jinshu moved away calmly.

I'm afraid that the dean will lose his composure a second time, and he will suffer.

The corner of the dean's mouth twitched when he saw his movements.

"88 dim sum, I think it's too expensive, but this one costs 880."

This Baiweilou is really not something ordinary people can afford.

The dean said in his heart: why not eat minced meat!

But when you think about the taste of others, it is indeed not something that 88's dim sum can do.

"Director, you see that I have six small drawers. There are many drawers. The dim sum I make are both delicious and exquisite. The price in Baiweilou is not too high."

Food boxes like Baiweilou also count for money.

People's food boxes are made like handicrafts, or antique crafts, so they are worth a little money.

"You don't need to buy so many dim sum. The cheapest dim sum seems to be 88." Duan Jinshu still knows about Baiweilou.

88, there is no such box, but it is also an exquisite birdcage, with six snacks inside.

All in all, a piece of dim sum costs around ten yuan.

"Speaking of which, it's not that expensive."

A box of mooncakes costs 88. Isn’t what people eat just a package?

And the things of this Baiweilou are not only good in taste, but also in good packaging.

What's more, it's still a hundred-year-old restaurant, isn't the signboard worthless?

"880, it hurts to buy, 88, you can still buy it back for your family to try."

The dean unconsciously muttered.

"Then it's better to go to Baiweixuan to buy, the dim sum of Baiweixuan is not so expensive."

Duan Jinshu kindly reminded.

The dean has never been to Baiweilou, but he has bought dim sum from Baiweixuan.

"It's not as good as this."

Feng Chuyue smiled from the side: "The mass-produced ones are of course less delicious than the ones made by the retired chef of Baiweilou."

When the dean heard it, it seemed to be normal.

"That's the truth."

Let's go to Baiweixuan to buy some snacks tomorrow, and reward my wife and children.

When he thought of his hidden illness, he always felt guilty towards his wife.

If it can be cured, that would be great.

The teaching director focused on Feng Chuyue.

This girl could see his hidden illness just by taking a pulse, and she didn't know if it could be cured.

The dean didn't dare to go to the affiliated hospital of his school, and there were acquaintances in all major hospitals, he was afraid that the news would have a bad influence.

Even if he is the dean of the medical school, he always shy away from medicine.

He's the dean, don't you want to lose face?

Therefore, the disease is protracted longer and longer.

It has been so long now, and the disappointment in his wife's eyes has also made the dean very anxious.

When Duan Jinshu and Feng Chuyue were about to leave, the dean stopped Feng Chuyue alone.

"Student Feng, wait a moment."

Feng Chuyue glanced at Duan Jinshu: "Teacher Duan, you should go first."

Duan Jinshu immediately thought of what Feng Chuyue said earlier that the dean had a hidden illness.

He gave the dean a lot of face and left voluntarily.

The teaching director hurriedly called Feng Chuyue to his office.

Feng Chuyue thoughtfully closed the door for him.

In this day and age, the relationship between teachers and students can be regarded as honest. Although there are some that are not as good as animals, most of the students and teachers do not have those improper relationships.

Therefore, Feng Chuyue closed the door. Although the dean hesitated for a while, he chose Congxin.

"Student Feng, sit down."

The teaching director was very polite to Feng Chuyue.

Feng Chuyue guessed what he wanted to do, but he could understand it.

She has seen many patients of all kinds.

"Does the director want me to take your pulse?"

The dean nodded: "Yes, didn't you say that I have a little problem with my body?"

"I'm thinking about not bothering the two masters, so it's also a reason to seek medical treatment."

"Can classmate Feng see me?"

Feng Chuyue made it difficult: "I also want to see the director, but I haven't taken the medical qualification certificate yet."

The teaching director thinks that this is not a problem: "You just give me a prescription, and I can get the medicine myself."

"You don't need any medical qualification certificate, just think I'm teaching you."

The dean was also a medical student back then, but after working in a university, he was naturally not as good as others in terms of professionalism.

Moreover, he only focuses on one kind, and not all difficult and miscellaneous diseases can be cured.

The dean is good at pediatric massage.

"Does the director want to get results faster, or is it okay to be slower?"

The dean thought for a while: "Which method is the safest?"

"It would be best if it could be effective sooner under safe conditions."

Feng Chuyue nodded, expressing her understanding of the dean's urgency.

"Actually, I have three methods. One is to simply take the medicine, and it will be effective in half a year."

"One is to drink health wine, which is specially designed for you men. Do you know what kind of bar it is?"

The dean's expression changed, of course he knew it, and he had tried it.

It's specially made by his wife, and it's not cheap.

But after drinking it, it was useful at the time, but later on it reverted to its old ways.

The teaching director was very frustrated by this.

"Health wine, it doesn't work." The first method takes half a year, and he also thinks it is too slow.

But if the disease can be cured, he is also willing to try the first one.

Of course, he also hoped that the third method proposed by Feng Chuyue would be better.

"Health wine is useless, it's your stereotype, or in other words, what you drink is useless."

"But what I said, if it doesn't work, you can come to me."