Reborn in ancient times: I will make my family rich

"Just consider it 50%!" Jiang Nan said indifferently.

Even in modern times, stroke cannot be treated with 100% success.

With the current backward medical conditions, Jiang Nan is not very confident.

"You are so arrogant and don't know how to be humble," Song Qingyu was really shocked by Jiang Nan's tone.

"I'm just telling the truth. Maybe there will be a little more. No one can tell."

She didn't know what modesty was, so Jiang Nan pretended not to hear what Song Qingyu said.

I can't talk back to my boss, what if I accidentally fire her?

She is very short of money now.

"Then I'll wait and see," Song Qingyu left after saying this.

Jiang Nan looked at Song Qingyu's back. After getting to know him over the past few days, he discovered that Song Qingyu was not as humble and modest as he appeared to be.

In fact, his mouth is a bit poisonous.

It’s good that Song Qingyu is gone, she is happy and at ease.

She spends half a day seeing patients in the morning and walks home in ten minutes. When the restaurant opens, she can help out.

Jiang Nan found that it would be nice if he could maintain his current life.

Just think about how beautiful these days are.

It’s so much better than my previous job.

At noon, Jiang Nan was on his way home from get off work. When he passed by the bookstore, he thought about Doctor Wang's attitude towards him.

Jiang Nan felt a little indignant. Why should he judge people by their appearance? It was because she was young.

To be honest, my expressions of some ancient medical concepts are still a bit too modern, and there is a generation gap in communication.

Jiang Nan went into a bookstore and found two medical books, intending to study them when he had time.

But I have to say that these books are quite expensive. There are two books in total, and Jiang Nan felt a little painful when she spent two hundred coins.

But considering that I am already practicing medicine, it would be better to familiarize myself with it as soon as possible.

The money is spent.

Jiang Nan went back and put the medical book in his room, and saw two little guys playing in the yard.

"Sister, you go out early and come back late every day, and I haven't seen you for several days," Jiang Shuang saw Jiang Nan coming back, walked up to her and hugged Jiang Nan's thighs, looking aggrieved.

Although Jiang Bei on the side didn't say anything, there was a look of grievance in his eyes just like Jiang Shuang.

"Sister is wrong. In the future, please take some time to spend more time with our Shuang'er and Xiaobei," Jiang Nan squatted down and pulled the two little guys into his arms, pinched Jiang Shuang's already chubby little face and said.

After getting the promise, the two children became happy.

Ever since Mr. and Mrs. Jiang came, I have indeed neglected the two children. Most of the time, the two children are with their parents.

She was familiar with Mr. and Mrs. Jiang as her parents, but for the two children, they had never seen them before, so it was like meeting strangers.

Jiang Nan felt a little guilty.

She was the one who occupied the original body, so she had to take care of the two children on behalf of the original body. At the same time, the two children were not the responsibility of Jiang's father and mother.

She will have to take responsibility for two children in the future.

The two children are still young, and she is their only relative in this world.

Jiang Nan played with the two children in the yard for a while.

When Jiang's mother came out of the kitchen, she saw Jiang Nan playing with the two children in the yard.

Smiling, he stepped forward and said, "Nannan is back. The three of you should wash your hands and come to eat."

"I know, I'll be right there."

Jiang Nan washed his hands with the two children.

Jiang Nan used to have two meals a day.

Only since Jiang's father came did they resume eating three meals a day. He said that the two children were in the growing period and they could not be treated harshly with their meals.

The three adults can't even support two children.

The food cooked by the five-star chef tastes delicious. In just a few days, Jiang Nan can feel that the two children seem to be starting to gain weight on their faces.

"Dad, when did you change the pot? It's quick." Jiang Nan went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes and saw that one of the pots in the kitchen had been replaced.

A new large iron pot was replaced, but Jiang's father had no time to deal with the replaced pot and put it aside.

"This mutton soup needs to be boiled, so we need a big pot. I happened to come across it today, and your mother saw it and bargained down the price to two hundred coins." Jiang's mother's face was full of pride when Jiang's father talked about it.

"It's quite cheap. Did you ask about the plaque today?"

"I asked a few people. If I just want to write the inscription on the plaque myself, it will only cost one hundred coins. If I want someone else to write the inscription, it will cost three hundred coins. I'm coming back to discuss it with you."

"There's such a big difference, just one word," Jiang Nan was a little surprised. She really didn't expect this.

"Does it take a long time to wait for customization?" If he could find someone to write the inscription himself, Jiang Nan thought of Song Qingyu.

When Song Qingyu tested her, Jiang Nan had seen his handwriting. It was fluent and lively, and as beautiful as he was.

"It seems that custom-made products take two days. As long as the plaque shop has them ready, you don't have to wait."

"Then let's not rush. I'll see if I can find someone to write the inscription. This will save a lot of money."

"By the way, Dad, do you still have any money? If it's not enough, tell me."

"There's some left."

"Okay," Jiang Nan brought out the sweet and sour potato shreds and stir-fried Shanghai greens that his father had prepared.

Father Jiang made the shredded potatoes specifically to accommodate his two children who can't eat spicy food.

It was not difficult for Jiang Nan to see during this period that Jiang's father and mother loved their two children from the bottom of their hearts, and sometimes treated them better than her, their own daughter.

"Is anyone there?" Just as I was about to eat, there was a knock on the door.

The store is closed now, and Jiang's mother usually keeps the door closed on weekdays, for fear that Jiang Shuang will run around.

"coming."

"You guys eat first, I'll go take a look," Father Jiang put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up and opened the door.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Father Jiang opened the door and asked politely when he saw that he didn't recognize the visitor.

"Excuse me, does Doctor Jiang live here?" The visitor asked in an anxious tone.

"Yes, then come in and wait for a moment. I'll go call her." Father Jiang opened the door, welcomed the person in, and asked him to wait in the store.

"Nannan is here to see you."

Jiang Nan was eating happily, but swallowed her food after hearing this. She didn't know anyone here, Jiang Nan thought.

"You're looking for me," the woman was sitting with her back to her. Jiang Nan couldn't see her face clearly, so he asked in confusion.

"Hello, Doctor Jiang," upon hearing the voice, the woman hurriedly stood up and greeted Jiang Nan.

"Who are you?" This person looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him.

"Doctor Jiang, our young master got choked by peanuts a few days ago, and you saved him."

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?" She remembered that this person seemed to be the maid who had stopped her before.

No wonder she said it looked so familiar.

"Doctor Song, our young master has had a rash all over his body these days and has a high fever. Our lady wants you to go and check on our young master."

"Okay then," Jiang Nan agreed immediately after hearing her describe the symptoms as somewhat urgent.

"Dad, you guys eat first, don't wait for me."

Jiang Nan followed the maid into the carriage.

This was Jiang Nan's first time riding in a carriage. The carriage swayed all the way, and when Jiang Nan could no longer hold on, the carriage finally stopped.

Jiang Nan quickly rushed off the carriage and found a secluded place to vomit.

She knew that carriages were bumpy, but she didn't expect it to be so bumpy.

"Doctor Song, are you okay?" The maid got out of the car and hurried over to carry Jiang Nanshun on his back.

If anything happens to Doctor Jiang, their young master can't wait.

"It's okay, let's go." Jiang Nan felt his stomach feel better and stood up and said to the maid beside him.

"This is Doctor Song. Please follow me."

Jiang Nan looked ahead and saw two large characters written on the tall door: Zhang's Residence.