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"Director Xu, Miss Ran is here."

Mo Changfeng bowed slightly to Ran He, his manner revealing an aristocratic elegance yet the friendliness of a boy next door.

"Brother Cheng, this is the medicinal food specially prepared by Miss Ran. I have tried it first and it tastes great. I believe it will be of great benefit to Brother Mo's recovery."

There was a flash of surprise in Mo Changfeng's eyes. It was rare to meet a woman who was well versed in medicine in this remote countryside.

In the past, he had searched for famous doctors in the capital, and even invited imperial physicians from the palace, but because he had a weak constitution since childhood, repeated treatments were ineffective.

He never thought that a medicinal meal prepared by a country girl could gradually help his long-term illness to improve. The hope in his heart that had cooled due to his long-term illness seemed to be rekindled.

"Maybe, one day in the future, I can also have a strong body like an ordinary person?"

Meng Changfeng took the medicinal food and tasted it carefully at first. Then his eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Situ, this medicinal food is not bitter! The medicinal food in the past was so bitter that it was difficult to swallow. It was simply terrifying."

As Mo Changfeng's best friend, Meng Changfeng could empathize with the pain he was suffering. Now that he saw that this medicinal food could bring Situ a moment of comfort, he naturally felt relieved.

Whether it is bitter or not, Mo Changfeng has long been accustomed to it. However, even the always picky Meng Changfeng said it is not bitter, so this medicinal food is obviously extraordinary.

The medicinal food slid down his throat without any bitterness. Mo Changfeng drank it all in one gulp. After taking the medicine, instead of feeling the common discomfort, he felt a warmth rising in his abdomen. The feeling of comfort made him want to sigh softly, lamenting the sudden relaxation and comfort.

"Situ, why do I feel like you look much better today? Do you feel anything special or different in your body?"

Meng Changfeng's eyes were full of curiosity and concern. He leaned forward slightly and looked at Mo Changfeng carefully, trying to capture any subtle changes.

A special feeling?

This question made Mo Changfeng's mouth corners unconsciously rise, and a faint smile bloomed on his slightly pale face.

He slowly clenched his fists as he was told, feeling the long-lost power surging through his body.

With the support of the exquisitely carved wooden carvings on both sides of the soft couch behind him, he carefully tried to stand up.

In the countless days that passed, without the support of Ling Feng's strong arms, this seemingly simple action was almost an impossible task for him, and his weak body seemed like it would collapse at any time.

However, just now, a bowl of medicinal food with a faint fragrance warmed his internal organs. At this moment, he was able to stand on his own without any help. This sudden sense of power was like a miracle!

"It's amazing! Miss Ran, the method of mixing this medicinal food is extremely mysterious! Can you tell me a little bit? Do you have such a miraculous prescription? If so, I am willing to pay a high price for it."

Meng Changfeng's voice was loud and full of sincerity. As a well-known businessman in the town with a huge fortune, he would pay any price as long as it could bring back Mo Changfeng's health.

Ran He, who was standing aside, faced with this generosity, had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes flashed with determination and caution.

"To be honest, this recipe is indeed passed down from generation to generation in my family, but the medicinal food prepared today is not yet in its most perfect state. It is still missing a few extremely critical rare medicinal materials. Over the years, I have searched all over the place, but have not been able to gather them. If one day I can collect all the medicinal materials, mix them, and take them a few more times, maybe Mr. Mo's body can really be restored to its original state."

Ran He's words were full of humility and caution. She was well aware of the preciousness and complexity of the prescription and was unwilling to easily give out unrealized hopes.

Hearing this, Mo Changfeng couldn't help but feel an indescribable excitement in his heart. His breathing paused slightly, and a gleam of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

For many years, his life seemed to be tightly bound by the chains of illness. Every day he repeated the life of relying on others. Freedom and health had long become an unattainable dream for him.

Now, the emergence of this ray of hope made the hope in his heart sprout instantly like a dead tree coming back to life. The joy and shock almost overflowed from his chest.

"Really? No matter what kind of herbs you are missing, as long as you tell me, I will immediately send people to collect them. If Miss Ran can really make Situ fully recovered, I will express my gratitude with practical actions and will definitely reward you handsomely!"

Meng Changfeng's words were powerful, full of determination and respect.

In his eyes, Ran He's gender does not affect her ability and value at all. His attitude is sincere and serious, and every word he says reveals his deep admiration for Ran He's talent.

This unbiased recognition made Ran He feel a natural liking for Meng Changfeng.

In this small town where interpersonal relationships are complicated, being able to make such a straightforward and talented friend is undoubtedly a valuable asset.

Although this was her first meeting with them, Ran He believed in her intuition that Meng Changfeng and Mo Changfeng were both extraordinary people. Making friends with them might pave a broader path for her medical career in the future.

So, Ran He nodded slowly, with determination in his eyes.

"In that case, I will list the herbs you need. Although I cannot guarantee 100% certainty about Mr. Mo's condition, I will do my best to live up to your expectations."

As the pen tip gently moved across the paper, a prescription carrying hope gradually took shape.

Ran He believes that with Meng Changfeng's support, those rare medicinal materials that were once thought to be unattainable will eventually appear before them one by one.

And between her, Mo Changfeng and Meng Changfeng, a relationship based on trust and mutual assistance quietly began. "Miss Domon!"

Mo Changfeng's voice was full of sincerity and gratitude. His face was slightly drunk because of this sudden hope, and his eyes were shining with excitement, as if the illness that had been weighing on his heart for many years had finally seen the light of day. This joy was undoubtedly the most beautiful news.

"Miss Ran, how can we measure the value of your medicinal food? How can we enjoy your gift so calmly without paying any price?"

Mo Changfeng's heart was filled with guilt. Ran He had never mentioned any requests on her own initiative, but as a woman who traveled the world alone, financial independence was undoubtedly the top priority.

As the young master of the Mohist School, what he lacked the most was gold, silver and treasures. If he could really recover from his illness, then spending all his money would not be a big deal.

Ran He did not refuse and said frankly that the materials consumed in the development process of medicinal food were quite huge, including some rare and hard-to-find medicinal materials. Even if it was in the trial stage, if Mo Changfeng was willing to bear the cost, she naturally had no reason to refuse this kind help.