I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Mo Shiyan held Ming Nuan's waist with one hand.

The smile was quickly suppressed.

He pushed Mingnuan away with a cold face.

"I don't need you to pity me."

The lips are pale, like poor frost flowers that are about to melt.

Ming Nuan felt even more guilty.

"I didn't pity you."

"What I said is real."

She hurriedly gathered around Mo Shiyan, scratching her head and trying to make up for it, "Um, are you in pain?"

"Shall I get you some painkillers?"

"Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you something? Let me feed you, okay?"

She couldn't wait to do something right away to show that she didn't pity Mo Shiyan.

Mo Shiyan had a sullen face as he watched Ming Nuan greet him and circle around him.

The fingers on the bed curled in pleasure.

"Mingnuan, don't force yourself to take care of me."

"Don't you like me?"

Mo Shiyan pressed her hand. What contrasted with his cold attitude were his hot fingers, "I didn't ask you to love me, so you don't have to do this."

He just said that.

The hand that held Ming Nuan down held her tightly.

When he said this, he was still sitting on the bed.

Ming Nuan stood.

He is sitting.

The height difference meant that he had to raise his head to look at Mingnuan from top to bottom.

Ming Nuan could clearly see the pain he endured and the shimmer of his pupils that were broken after breaking his will.

He obviously said this.

But the hand holding Mingnuan became harder and harder.

Ming Nuan felt as if his hand was surrounded by a ball of fire.

and many more……

fire?

Ming Nuan immediately put her hand on his forehead, then suddenly became anxious, stood up and said, "You have a fever!"

"I'll call the doctor."

She walked so fast that Mo Shiyan couldn't hold her back.

The moment he saw Ming Nuan turn around, he almost instinctively wanted to trap her like a beast biting its prey's throat.

Either threaten or plead.

Don't even leave his side.

But reason pulled him back.

He closed his eyes unbearably and exhaled slowly, as if to warn himself or to comfort himself.

"Don't worry, you can't be in a hurry."

It's easier to hold back than to vent.

But restraint is what I like.

Ming Nuan hurriedly went downstairs and hurriedly found the doctor.

After the doctor put the hanging bottle on Mo Shiyan and repeatedly assured him that there was no great danger, Ming Nuan sat on the sofa with a haggard look and sighed.

Just when she sighed for the third time.

Zhong Zheng sat next to her carrying the medicine box.

His eyes were extremely solemn, "I heard that you want to reopen Hongkou Hospital?"

When it came to business, Ming Nuan finally stopped sighing.

"Correct."

She subconsciously straightened her back and said seriously: "I want to invite Dr. Zhong back."

Zhong Zheng nodded with difficulty, "I have heard Mr. Pei talk about this matter."

Ming Nuan said eagerly: "I know that compared to Pei's Hospital, Hongkou is still too weak now, and the negative news in the past will definitely be dug up again. You must be..."

Who knows that the words have not been finished yet.

He was interrupted by Zhong Zheng.

"Miss Ming, I'm here to say thank you."

what?

Ming Nuan was stunned for a moment.

"Actually, I don't want to go to Pei's hospital. That's why I have been a family doctor for so many years, just to support my family."

"I've been coming back to Hong Kong Hospital."

"I fell down there, so naturally I had to stand up there."

His face was full of reluctance, "Whether you believe it or not, I have a clear conscience about those prescriptions I prescribed back then."

"There's absolutely no way anything could go wrong."

"It's just that the efficiency of Hongkou Group has become worse and worse in recent years, and then Mr. Hong passed away." His voice dropped a degree, "I am actually desperate. I don't think I can wait until the day I can prove myself with my strength."

"I didn't expect that when I met you again, you would actually want to open a company under the name Hongkou again."

"It's me who wants to thank you."

Zhong Zheng said this.

His face was already full of tears.

"TCM is the treasure of our country and our pride."

"How can you smear the entire Chinese medicine community just because of me?"

There was a determined expression on his pale face, "Even if it takes my whole life, I will prove that I am innocent."

“TCM is no worse than Western medicine!”

To be honest.

Ming Nuan herself didn't have much experience with traditional Chinese medicine, but when she saw the persistence of the older generation, she somewhat understood.

Some people have different persistence and beliefs in their hearts than ordinary people.

They are really speaking out and fighting for their beliefs.

"it is good."

Ming Nuan took Zhong Zheng's extended hand and said, "Although I have things I want to do when I reopen Hongkou Hospital."

"But I believe we will reach the same destination through different paths."

"Everyone will get the ending they want."

Zhong Zheng nodded vigorously.

Finally, he touched the corners of his red eyes with some embarrassment and said with a kind smile: "Speaking of which, how has your grandma's health been over the years?"

"Your mother once asked for a prescription before."

His face was full of shame, "That was when I was involved in a public scandal."

"But your mother found me and said she believed in me."

"Only I can take care of your grandma's body. In fact, I was serious at the time. I was disappointed with the whole world."

"Those patients who falsely accused me are the same patients who were in the hospital before and had no money for medical treatment."

“I felt sorry for them and gave them money in advance, out of my own pocket, only to be stabbed in the back.”

"I was wronged again, and it also damaged the reputation of the Chinese medicine community."

When a lifetime of learning is slandered.

When even faith is discredited.

He also had extreme ideas.

"It was your mother who affirmed me, said she trusted me, begged me to prescribe her prescriptions, and helped me resolve several lawsuits and lost money."

"Is your grandma in good health now?"

Ming Nuan was completely stunned.

That recipe.

It was once occupied by the Ming family, which caused my grandmother to suffer for many more years.

The moment Ming Nuan retrieved the prescription, he saw the aura lingering around it.

It's very angry.

That's definitely a good recipe.

After grandma took the medicine, her health is getting better day by day.

"It turns out you are the doctor who prescribed that prescription!"

Ming Nuan became more and more excited.

I affirmed what happened back then in my heart.