Lingqiao was a little worried, "Miss, do you think he will tell Miss Su that we eavesdropped?"

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Mengli paused breathlessly. "He doesn't know us. He can only say that two women overheard the conversation. How would Miss Su know which two women they were?"

"I'm just a little curious why Su Yujiao is the only one here. Qiu Zhi is usually inseparable from her."

I couldn't figure it out, so I didn't think about it anymore. Anyway, it has nothing to do with Prince Yu's Mansion now.

However, He Yu has not yet taken revenge for being beaten. If she can't beat Wen Mohan, she will beat that guy Yun Jian!

Jiang Mengli suddenly saw a shop selling preserved fruits. "Grandma is taking medicine. I'll buy some preserved fruits and some brown sugar so she can have one after taking the medicine."

The burning of Jiang's house still made Jiang feel uncomfortable. Her bad mood affected her appetite and she caught a cold.

I haven't left my room for the past two days and have been taking medicine to recuperate.

Just as they passed by a jewelry stall, Su Yujiao and Qiu Zhi hurriedly turned their backs and hid behind the stall.

He waited until the two of them walked a little distance away before he dared to come out.

Qiu Zhi suddenly asked, "Why should we feel guilty?"

This question also stumped Su Yujiao. They had not done anything bad at the moment, so there was really nothing for Hao to avoid.

Qingmei was with them. After taking a look at the figure at the preserved fruit shop, she said, "I'm the servant that Prince Yu allowed me to bring back. What if she saw me? Besides, she has no connection with Prince Yu's Mansion anymore."

Su Yujiao said expressionlessly, "You're right. I just feel guilty because I did something wrong. Let's go."

Without waiting for Qingmei to speak, she turned and walked towards Prince Wang Yu's mansion.

She hated Qingmei, as it was Qingmei who chopped off her husband's fingers, but she was helpless and unable to resist.

When they reached a less crowded place, Qingmei asked, "Have you made any progress on the task I asked you to do?"

Su Yujiao shook her head. "There's no progress. I only learned from him that the three items are not in the mansion or the villa. He wouldn't lie to me."

"I really have no way of finding out about this matter. He won't tell me. And as for the list of his confidants, there's no way I can get it."

These are all very confidential matters, and she cannot interfere in political or military affairs.

Qingmei raised a sinister smile at the corner of her mouth, "Is it that you really have no other options, or do you simply not want to? It doesn't matter, I will be by your side and offer you advice in the future."

Su Yujiao: "..."

It was already dark.

Jiang Mengli and Lingqiao walked back with large and small bags of things. There were still many people shopping at night and it was very lively.

"Lingqiao, do you think it will be possible to negotiate with Patriarch Bai about selling the finished medicine?"

"Miss, can you do it?" Xiaoqiao frowned and analyzed, "We'll definitely need to increase the supply of flower fragrance dew every month, and it will take time to make the finished medicine. Even if you can do it, Master Bai may not agree to it."

"If you don't take this medicine right, it can be fatal. Taxes on medicine are also high, and with the price high, no one is willing to take the risk of buying it. You might as well open your own pharmacy and prescribe the right medicine for everyone."

After analyzing it this way, Jiang Mengli felt that it made a lot of sense.

However, opening a pharmacy is not easy. Not only does it cost a lot of money, but you also have to go through various procedures and get a medical license.

Jiang Mengli collected his thoughts and said, "I'd better get my medical license first. I have to use the money I earned last time to build a house. If I want to build it well, several thousand taels will not be enough."

"Let's wait until we earn enough money to buy a house before we talk about the clinic. We can start by working in the clinic. Once we have a good reputation, it will be much easier."

An ordinary house wouldn't cost too much money, but she wanted to build a mansion, and the wooden structure would have to be carved with various patterns, which would be expensive.

After the two walked away, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley. It was Mu He, who was lame.

"Damn it! I used Prince Yu to burn down her Jiang residence, yet she remained so calm. Shouldn't she be coming to settle the score with her temper? Shouldn't she be causing a huge fight with Prince Yu?"

Mu He couldn't understand why it was so quiet. Nothing was going as she expected.

Little did she know that her guess was right. Jiang Mengli had already come to settle the score and almost burned down Wen Mohan's bedroom, but Wen Mohan didn't have time to care.

The night wind was cold. Mu He stopped for a moment and gasped, "I won't just let it go like this. It's all your fault that I became like this. Just wait, I will make Wen Mohan hate you to the bone..."

She used to be so proud and beautiful, with countless admirers. She was the focus wherever she went and always amazed people.

But now... she would be looked down upon by passersby when she walked down the street, because of her limp and because she didn't have pretty clothes...

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Outside the clinic, Jiang Mengli looked up and saw that it was an average-sized clinic called Chunshengtang.

Lingqiao pulled her sleeve and said worriedly, "Miss, why don't we not go in? We've already been rejected by three medical clinics!"

This was not the first clinic she had come to. She had been to other clinics before, but they all rejected her because she was a woman.

"Let's try again." She walked in anyway and went straight to the counter to ask, "Hello, boss. Are you still looking for a doctor here?"

The shopkeeper took a look and nodded, saying, "Look for one, but forget about the doctor who's in his seventies or eighties."

Although doctors who are too old may have sufficient experience, they cannot overwork themselves. If they suddenly collapse, it will become the responsibility of the clinic.

Jiang Mengli heard this and smiled faintly: "It is I who want to be a doctor here. You can test my medical skills..."

"Forget it." The shopkeeper interrupted her before she could finish. "A woman's job is to take care of her husband and children at home. Why would she become a doctor? How good can a woman's medical skills be?"

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