"Imagine, this life is not guaranteed, even if it is a completely standardized medicine, what use is it if it can't cure the disease?" Doctor Song asked.
Yuexiu also agreed, but knew that it was impossible to go to Shi Jin for verification, so she had to pretend not to care.
Dr. Song's words reminded the older lady of Gu Jingyuan. This is the good seed of the younger generation that she values most. The patents he now holds are far ahead of everyone.
It is always a pity that he cannot be included in the sphere of influence of the Yue family.
"Grandma!" Yue Lanchen's voice came in.
He hurried in: "I heard the housekeeper say that you have a headache. This is the essential oil that my sister gave me before. This is very good for relieving pain. I trained every day and there were too many old injuries, so I used this to cure. My whole body hurt. Do you think it is useful for your headache?"
He brought the medicine bottle over to Mrs. Yue Lao.
The older lady took it and saw that it was exactly the same as the medicine bottle that Dr. Song had held before.
"Grandma, try." Yue Lanchen said.
"Grandma is much better now." The old lady said with a smile, "You are still good, knowing that I love grandma."
"Little son, who did you say gave this medicine to you?"
Dr. Song asked in surprise. He had been searching for it, but could not find it. It was a pity that it would not be possible to get the same essential oil in the future. He did not expect to encounter Yue Lanchen's words.
"My sister." Yue Lanchen scratched his head, "It's Shi Jin, she gave it."
Doctor Song thought of Shi Jin. Because of the doctor's professional characteristics, he has always paid great attention to some medical content of Shi Jin, knowing that she has saved many people.
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"It turned out to be Doctor Shi, which is not surprising." Dr. Song still admires Shi Jin very much. He can't care about other things that are related to the fan circle, but if he can discuss with Shi Jin in a professional way, it is really true. pleasure.
He looked at Yue Lanchen: "I don't know if Shi Jin will see a doctor, participate in a doctor's seminar or something?"
"I don't know about this."
Doctor Song was disappointed.
Seeing that both of them admired Shi Jin like this, Yuexiu was quite disapproving.
Shi Jin leaned back against Gu Jingyuan, a great medical Buddha, and was able to get some of these medicines. Is it any wonder?
It seems that Shi Jin's people who were helped to set up for her by the people around him can really deceive some unsuspecting people.
"Grandma, try it quickly."
"The old lady has tried it just now, and I also got a bottle of this essential oil, and the old lady's condition has been controlled." Dr. Song said, "It's okay, don't worry."
"Oh, that's it. Then I leave this bottle with Grandma, and I can use it later."
The old lady also suspected that this was the medicine Gu Jingyuan had prepared and used it for Shi Jin to save face.
Although she didn't like Shi Jin, she really had no reason to refuse the drug and asked the housekeeper to put it away for herself.
When Yue Lanchen returned home, Mrs. Yue asked, "How is your grandma?"
"Much better, don't worry."
He briefly said what had just happened.
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"Even Doctor Song recognizes Shi Jin's essential oil?" Madam Yue said, "The effect is so good, it's really good. Every time Shi Jin sends it, it's really a good thing."
"Yeah, can the things that sister gave us be worse?"
Yueyu listened from the side and asked softly: "I heard that Shi Jin's eldest brother Gu Jingyuan works in the medical research room. It is also possible that he made it for Shi Jin. It may not be Shi Jin's own work."
Mrs. Yue stopped her: "Xiaoyu, you are what people say. Shi Jin can do everything well, so how can she obliterate her own merits. If we didn’t compare our hearts to our hearts this time, we would take her to her own children. Look, it may not be able to receive such a blessing."
Seeing her mother's attitude became serious, Yueyu gently pinched her palms, and her nails pierced her skin sharply.
She whispered: "I also saw that Shi Jin was busy with a lot of things to do every day, so I said that, not next time."
"Don't say that next time. Some things are killing people, but they are not good." Mrs. Yue said earnestly.
The look in Yueyu eyes flickered.
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Shi Jin quickly recorded the new song she wrote.
"If you handle the mv affairs here, you can meet the fans as soon as possible." Yao Jiahong said, "The other materials are ready, everything is ok."
"Then I have nothing to do, I will leave first."
Shi Jin left the recording studio and drove directly to a place.
After arriving, she found a place to stop the car, then put on a mask and got off the car.
There was a long line of people in front, and a strange smell came out.
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After she got out of the car, she inhaled some of the tip of her nose and felt the scent with enjoyment.
Seeing the man wearing a mask in the crowd, she pursed her lips and smiled. From his exposed eyes, she could tell that his life was unlovable.
This is a snail noodle shop. Regardless of previous lives, this is already a household food that is everywhere on the streets. In this life, snail noodles have just emerged, and there are not many shops open.
There are not many people who know about snail noodles, but the people who have eaten them are quite addictive, so this is the only one on this street and there are many people in line.
Shi Jin had long wanted to eat too, but every time he saw this long line, he was discouraged.
Seeing Fu Xiuyuan, she walked quickly over and took his arm.
Fu Xiuyuan's originally cold and stern eyes had a three-point smile, smudging in the bottom of his eyes.
The two lined up together, so time flies too slowly.
There are residents living nearby, and no one cares too much about Jin queuing here sometimes.
When it was finally their turn, Shi Jin ordered two.
"One of them don't have sour bamboo shoots, no peanuts, no..." Shi Jin said quickly to the boss.
When the boss saw two beautiful customers, he was very satisfied with the reputation of his small shop, and his smile became more enthusiastic: "Little girl, if you don't want these, you will not eat snail noodles. Our name is The sour bamboo shoots are the most authentic, and the ones I have eaten are smelly and delicious."
Shi Jin already felt that Fu Xiuyuan was obviously disgusted.
She waved her hands hurriedly: "Well, no, add beef **** and beef. Thank you."
The part that is not added is for Fu Xiuyuan.
Shi Jin knew that he had a light taste and couldn't eat them.
After two people ordered something, they found a space inside.
Shi Jin repeatedly wiped the chair and table with a tissue, her eyes filled with a smile: "Please sit down."
Fu Xiuyuan sat down and tugged at his clothes, inevitably still a little uncomfortable with the smell inside.