The boss is five and a half years old, and wealthy families are vying for his favor.

Chapter 27 Membership Invitation

"Good morning, mom, dad, brother." Jiang Wan came to the first floor, and her toes in her slippers moved uneasily.

"Good morning, Wan Wan." Jiang Fangliang pretended not to see Jiang Wan's red and swollen eyes and hugged Jiang Wan.

Bai Suyi felt a little distressed. She had obviously applied it with a hot towel last night, but why was it still so swollen?

"Come late, this is Mr. Fu."

"Hello, Mr. Fu." Jiang Wan said hello obediently, without identifying the strange old man in front of her with Fu Mingchun in the live broadcast room.

Because in Jiang Wan's view, Fu Mingchun first asked her to sell medicine, and then kept asking questions. Because of him, she was scolded by many audiences, so Jiang Wan didn't have much affection for Mingchun.

"Hello, what's wrong with your eyes? Come and let the old man take a look for you." Fu Mingchun waved Jiang Wan over.

Jiang Wan looked at Bai Suyi, and Bai Suyi immediately nodded at her. A few years ago, Bai Yongyi was seriously ill, and it was Mr. Fu who gave him the diagnosis and treatment. You can rest assured about Bai Suyi, who is an old medical expert.

"Mr. Fu is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. Let Mr. Fu take a look at it every night. Does it hurt your eyes?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Jiang Wan just thought that the Jiang family had hired a doctor for her. She looked around absently: "Where is the third brother?"

Jiang Jie flew back to a neighboring city to film in the middle of the night, but Jiang Lian, who was supposed to be having breakfast at home, was not there.

"Your third brother has a job, so he hurried there early in the morning." Bai Suyi patted her head, "Your third brother said he would buy you a small cake when he came back from get off work."

Jiang Wan's eyes lit up, as long as the third brother wasn't angry with her!

She felt relieved and cooperatively sat down in front of Fu Mingchun. Fu Mingchun took her pulse and gently pressed his fingers around her eyes. The final conclusion was that there was no other problem except slight anemia and malnutrition.

Bai Suyi asked with concern: "Then Mr. Fu, do you need a prescription to help Wanwan recuperate?"

Fu Mingchun was about to answer when he suddenly looked at Jiang Wan and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

Jiang Wan didn't understand why the old doctor threw the question to her, but she still replied: "No need, the medicine is three-point poisonous. I eat well every day, and I will gradually recover."

Fu Mingchun nodded in agreement: "That's the truth. Kid Jiang Wan, do you know medical skills? Who taught you?"

Jiang Wan: "I know a little bit about fur. I was taught by the old lady who picked me up before."

Fu Mingchun was a little regretful. He had just heard from the Jiang family that the old woman who adopted Jiang Wan had passed away.

"Little Jiang Wan, how many Qiongchan do you have, can I buy some from you?" Fu Mingchun asked straight to the point. The Jiang family couple said that Qiongchan belonged to Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan made up his own mind.

Jiang Wan blinked and finally understood what this strange familiar feeling was.

"Are you that Fu Mingchun?"

Fu Mingchun was stunned and laughed, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am Fu Mingchun. I have been practicing medicine for more than 70 years and am the president of the Chinese Medicine Association. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble during the live broadcast. .”

Bai Suyi said politely: "Where are you, thank you for recognizing Qiongchan."

"No, actually I've never seen Qiong Chan." Fu Mingchun said unexpectedly.

Jiang Wan looked at him curiously, "Then how do you know..." His stomach suddenly growled, interrupting Jiang Wan's words.

"It's my fault. I came too early. Let's have breakfast." Fu Mingchun looked apologetic and gently touched Jiang Wan's head: "Little Jiang Wan still needs to take care of himself."

"You can also dine with us. It's just home-cooked breakfast. You're welcome..." Bai Suyi greeted politely.

The group of people walked to the restaurant. Jiang Wan silently observed Fu Mingchun. The old man was still in good health, which was unusual for people of his age. No matter how Jiang Wan looked, he couldn't see what Fu Mingchun needed to do with Qiong Chan. disease.

So, are you asking for medicine for someone else?

"...To tell you the truth, I am very similar to you. I have three sons, and my old son gave birth to a youngest daughter."

After breakfast, Fu Mingchun started chatting, "It's a pity that she got a malignant brain tumor. Although she was discovered in time and tried her best to treat it, she still passed away five years ago."

"Please mourn." Jiang Wan said softly.

"Over the past few years, I have actually looked away from it, but when I was desperate, a friend mentioned Qiongchan to me."

There was a hint of doubt in Jiang Wan's eyes: "Your friend?"

"She is a knowledgeable person, knows many animals and plants, and is also proficient in medical skills. Although she looks stern and old-fashioned, she is actually very gentle." Fu Mingchun looked at Jiang Wan sitting opposite. She looked like a little girl, but he I always feel that the other person has a mature soul, especially those calm and deep eyes——

"Speaking of which, you look a lot like her to me." Fu Mingchun sighed, and said, "I was very concerned about Qiong Chan she mentioned, but she disappeared suddenly after a while, and I didn't listen to her." It is said that she has dementia. I don’t know if she got lost or what happened. There is no news about her. Not long after she disappeared, my youngest daughter also passed away. After all these years, I am still looking for Qiongchan. This is one of my obsessions. Nian, when you mentioned Qiongchan in the live broadcast room, I knew I had found—"

Fu Mingchun was relieved.

For some reason, Jiang Wan was a little concerned about his friend.

In Xiao Jiangwan’s memory, the old woman who took her in was a well-educated, elegant and noble woman. She was not suitable for the mountains, but she could dig bamboo shoots in the mountains, dig sweet potatoes in the fields, and I often go to the top of the mountain and look into the distance.

Xiao Jiangwan didn't know the old woman's last name, but coincidentally, the mountain where they lived was called Mang Mountain.

Jiang Wan had checked early on that the [-] mountains in Mang Valley did not exist in this world, but judging from the location, Mang Mountain was within the range of Mang Valley.

If you go to Mang Mountain, you might find something...

Scattered fragments of clues circled in Jiang Wan's mind, and a vague thread connected these clues together.

"You still want Qiongchan now, but you just thought about it?" Jiang Wan asked the housekeeper uncle to help her take down Qiongchan from the room.

"If that's the case, I'll give you a slice."

Fu Mingchun was happy, "I want to study the medicinal value of Qiongchan more. If the effect is good, it will be good news for brain tumor patients!"

Jiang Wan shook her head, "Qiong cicadas have a very long life. They have been nesting underground since they were born. They shed their shells every five years, and they shed their shells three times in their lifetime. Only the third molt can be used as medicine."

She opened the box, gently picked up a piece of cicada and put it into Fu Mingchun's hand. "The shell the cicada shed the first time was very hard, but the shell she shed the third time was soft and thin. It could be mistaken for petals." It makes no sense. And the place where they grow must be a place with moon lanterns and where you can feel the changes of the four seasons."

Jiang Fangliang, who was listening quietly, suddenly thought that even Wan Wan didn't care much about the red velvet bird, streamer butterfly and silver core grass that everyone was amazed by. It means "particularly precious".

The degree of preciousness cannot be estimated by 15 yuan per piece.

"You are determined, but Qiong Chan is hard to find and cannot be raised. You are afraid that you will be disappointed." Jiang Wan said.

Fu Mingchun rubbed the cicada in his palm and finally put it gently back into the box.

Jiang Wan couldn't bear to see him disappointed, so she said: "I know the recipe for making medicinal wine with Qiong Chan. These can make a big jar. I will give you a cup later. Although Qiong Chan is hard to find, if you are determined to find it, you will definitely be able to find it." I found it and I will write to you later what I know about Qiong Chan’s habits.”

Fu Mingchun regretted and was grateful. After thinking for a few seconds, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Jiang Wan: "Little Jiang Wan, are you willing to join the Chinese Medicine Association?"