Jiang Shao Chen saw the disgust and hatred in her eyes, and the urge to tell her the truth was forcibly suppressed.

“I gave birth to these children with great difficulty, and I’m doing everything I can to keep them alive. Why should a criminal get away with this?” Shen Mingzhi continued.

If this happened in modern times, and she found out who it was, she would definitely sue them to the end and send them to jail to spend a few more years in prison for reformation!

Jiang Shaochen dared not mention the child's father.

He took a roll of money tied with a rubber band, went into the house, and placed it in Shen Mingzhi's hand. "Take it, you'll need it later. I'll probably be quite busy lately and won't be able to take care of you for a long time."

Shen Mingzhi held the money, her eyes darting around. She looked up at him with a suspicious gaze, "You just asked about the child's father. Do you know who he is?"

Her earnest gaze made Jiang Shao Chen's heart skip a beat.

Shen Mingzhi looked down at the money he had given her, her mind racing. If, from the beginning, Jiang Shaozhen had taken care of her and her two children because Zhang Ping was his older brother's comrade-in-arms, that reason would have been plausible.

These documents are needed for the child's hospitalization. As a military family, it's understandable that the Chiang family wouldn't stand idly by and watch someone die.

But now, her child is not Zhang Ping's. In fact, it could be said that she deceived the Jiang family, and the Jiang family lost a promising son. Jiang Fuguo and Jiang Qing, however, did not come to cause her any trouble.

Jiang Shaozhen even gave her money... At first, Jiang Qing was very resistant to her.

Now that she knows the truth, she should immediately distance herself from her, but Jiang Shaozhen still conveyed to her that the Jiang family is still willing to take care of her and the children.

All she could think of was that the entire Jiang family knew who the child's father was, and they were all helping that bastard who bullied her to keep it a secret.

"I used to think that the Jiang family was good to me because you were a military family and had good morals. Now I know." She clutched the money tightly, stood up, and stared at Jiang Shaozhen. "You know who the child's father is. Your whole family, except for Jiang Yinyin, has been deceiving me, hasn't they?"

Jiang Shaozhen could not refute Shen Mingzhi's words.

He wanted to defend himself... but he knew very well that he was not Shen Mingzhi. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have gotten pregnant. Even if she had been kicked out of the Zhang family, she would still be an innocent young woman and wouldn't be facing her current predicament.

She's capable; she could easily make a good living working in a factory.

"I was so grateful for your kindness to me and your care for my child. It turns out you were already feeling guilty." Shen Mingzhi held the money, her tone full of sarcasm, disappointment, and anger.

Even if the Jiang family were to sacrifice him, they would not reveal who the child's father was, and now it's no use for her to press them for details.

Shen Mingzhi threw the money in her hand directly at his face. "Take your money and leave. I will pay you back what I owe you. But Jiang Shaozhen, our times are not static. One day, the law will bring me justice. You can't hide this forever!"

"Zhizhi..."

"Get out!" Shen Mingzhi said with annoyance. "Don't let me see you again. And warn your sister, if you touch my things again, I'll go straight to the Jiang family's door and slap her across the face a few times. I won't show her any mercy because of the Jiang family's kindness to me!"

Hearing the arguing inside, Wang Sao quietly went to the door to peek.

Jiang Shaozhen picked up the money from the ground, turned around and came out of the house, his face tense.

He led Wang Sao outside the courtyard and gave her the money, saying, "Take this. If she needs it someday, give it to her in your own name, using any excuse you like."

"Why did you two start arguing?" Aunt Wang asked, her voice full of confusion as she took the money.

"Take good care of the child and her."

After Jiang Shaozhen finished speaking, he left.

Shen Mingzhi sat in the room for a while, then got up to attend to her own business.

She scooped out the original face cream, washed the face cream jar, dried it, and put the ointment inside.

She was busy doing her own thing.

Shen Mingzhi spent half the night making fever-reducing patches, and she had already used up more than half of the medicinal herbs she had bought.

Early in the morning, Shen Xiuzhu rushed over. Before Shen Mingzhi could give him the fever-reducing patches and cooling ointment she had made, he informed her of some bad news.

"I just passed by Chunshan Pharmacy and saw them selling fever-reducing patches at the entrance. They were exactly the same as yours, and they were also selling them together with a baby plaster. They only cost eight cents in total!"

Shen Mingzhi clutched the ointment and fever-reducing patch in her hand for a long while before saying, "Take me to see him in a bit."

"By the way, you should take this ointment and fever-reducing patch to your brother-in-law. It might take another week to finish making them here," Shen Mingzhi said.

"A week is too slow." Shen Xiuzhu said this, but still accepted the ointment and fever-reducing patch she gave him.

The jar for the ointment was the same as the jar for the face cream, and the fever-reducing patches were handmade; there wasn't even any packaging.

That's it; it has absolutely no competitive advantage.

When Wang Sao arrived at the courtyard, Shen Mingzhi and Shen Xiuzhu went to the entrance of Chunshan Pharmacy together.

They bought a set for eight cents. Shen Mingzhi and Shen Xiuzhu stood aside and opened the fever-reducing patches to take a look.

The ingredients are exactly the same as those made by Shen Mingzhi, and she even uses special fabric and presses it with a machine, making it look good and giving people a very reliable feeling.

The plaster itself wasn't quite up to par, but at least the bottle had a picture and a name on it... a proper drug approval number.

"Oh my, isn't this Widow Shen?" Jiang Yinyin stepped out from the crowd, arms crossed, smiling broadly.

Shen Mingzhi looked at her, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

"How about it? It's similar to your fever-reducing patches and plasters, isn't it? Let me tell you, you've only been selling them for a few days, and I already went to a pharmaceutical company and registered the license to make these two medicines. You can make them, but yours are counterfeit and substandard products. Mine are the real thing." Jiang Yinyin walked up to her, her face full of smiles. "I have the test results for these two medicines. Do you have them?"

Seeing her smug look, Shen Xiuzhu wanted to slap her.

Stealing other people's achievements and then acting so self-righteously is shameless!

Shen Mingzhi was initially very angry, but in this era, this is what happens when you don't have a patent.

Whoever applies for drug approval first is the legitimate seller.

With the help of her family's connections, Jiang Yinyin easily found a pharmaceutical factory to produce this cheap and convenient medicine day and night.

It seems she's not so stupid after all.

"I've been following you these past few days, watching you throw all your money into it, and you only started selling today. You're destined to lose everything." After saying this, Jiang Yinyin crossed her arms and turned to leave.

Shen Xiuzhu looked at the calm-faced Shen Mingzhi and jumped up and down in anger, "She's shameless! She steals things with such a self-righteous attitude. I'll find a few people to drag her into the alley and beat her up!"