Wen Xiao waved his hand nonchalantly: "Little sister, this is good. I've always been afraid of not being able to manage a factory well."

"Don't worry, Fourth Brother. I will give you something even better in the future." This is not just empty talk.

"Master, your chances are gone too." Wenwen felt a little sorry for her master, who had an apprentice like her and was working for nothing.

He Hongchi was even more indifferent: "In the future, as long as I can continue to research more new drugs, that will be enough." This is more interesting than seeing patients in a pharmacy. A good medicine can save more people.

Wenwen looked at these people who trusted her unconditionally with gratitude. They were so lovely and supported her no matter what she did.

She has family in Beijing who love her even more, and these are her motivations.

Beijing City Literary Family

"You said that the Lai family is starting to make trouble again. Have they hooked up with some big shot?" Wen's mother Chen Yuelian said to Wen Zhongxiang.

Wen Zhongxiang recalled Lai Qiang's smug expression: "It seems that Song Qianhong's biological father is a son of an aristocratic family."

Chen Yuelian became anxious when she heard this: "That's too much! That person is so vicious and cruel. If he has a good family background, will we have a good life in the future?"

Wen Zhongxiang comforted her: "Don't think too much, maybe they don't even bother to pay attention to us now."

"I hope so." Chen Yuelian thought for a moment and sat up from the bed: "Do you think the rumors out there are about our daughter and her master?"

"There is only one miracle doctor named He in Beijing," said Wen Zhongxiang.

"Our daughter is so strong now. This medicine has saved so many lives." Chen Yuelian was very happy. Parents all like others to praise their children.

"Our daughter is smart, but not that amazing. She just benefited from Dr. He. Don't say anything when you go out." He always felt that things were not that simple and rumors spread too quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything." Is she such a gossipy person? Chen Yuelian was a little unhappy.

Wen Zhongxiang patted her hand and said, "Don't you find it strange? Who among ordinary people would care who developed the medicine, and even spread rumors of a savior?"

"You mean someone did this on purpose? What's the purpose?"

What is the purpose? Of course, it is to prevent them from living a peaceful life. Who else could it be other than those people?

"No matter what the other party wants, we just need to not cause trouble for our daughter." Wen Zhongxiang said that he believes in his daughter and the Yu family.

. . . . . .

She and the secretary general came to the reception room and thought she would see that person, but unfortunately the old gentleman had to receive an important guest.

There was another man in his forties or fifties wearing a white coat in the reception room.

He is the old man's personal doctor. He is here to give him a routine checkup.

She had just secretly glanced at the old man, and he looked older than the last time she saw him.

Wenwen took out a box and said to the Secretary General, "Didn't he take the longevity pills I gave you?" She couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

The secretary general didn't expect the girl to say this right away, and was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't help but smile: "You little girl." He felt very close to her. He could still tell whether she was sincere or not. No wonder the old man treated her as his own little one.

"You just finished taking the pills last time. Isn't it because you care about him the most?" said the Secretary General.

Wenwen said to the Secretary General, "The old man is always busy, it's strange that he's in good health. Secretary General, you have to supervise him well."

The secretary sighed, "With such a big family, I'm busy late every night. The disaster here hasn't been dealt with yet, and then something else comes up. It's difficult."

The doctor beside them heard their conversation and said:

"I just took the old man's pulse. He seems a little weak, but he seems to be in good spirits."

The secretary-general pointed at Wenwen and said, "When this girl comes, the old man's mood changes. He often says that this girl is a lucky star."

The personal doctor looked at Wenwen and said, "The higher-ups really value you. But it's also true that you and your disciple are very capable. The medicine you developed is the best. The old man has taken your longevity pills and is now in much better health."

The secretary general teased: "Girl, it looks like you have completed your apprenticeship."

"That's right, I'm so smart. My master said I'm the pride of his life." Wenwen boasted.

"Yeah, that's how lucky Old Man He is." A little jealous, what can I do? The doctor couldn't help but interrupt.

Wenwen took out the box with a smile: "Is it better than last time?"

The personal doctor took one look and quickly grabbed it.

He looked at the pills in the box. He picked up a pill and examined it carefully. The pill's surface was as smooth as a mirror, its color even more vivid, and it exuded a faint fragrance. He brought the pill to his nose and sniffed gently. The refreshing medicinal scent seemed to penetrate his nasal cavity and seep straight into his heart.

"I made this myself. My master said I was better than him and even scolded me for being so ungrateful and not leaving the pill for him."

The personal doctor gave a thumbs-up: "You are the best of the best, girl. Give me your elbow one day. I really envy Old Man He."

"Are you on good terms with my master?"

"It's okay. It's not bad anyway. Why go to him for a drink?" said the doctor.

"Then come on over, and I'll give you some good herbs."

The doctor's eyes lit up: "I keep my word."

Seeing that he had even presented a gift, the Secretary General said, "Didn't Captain Yu say you were here because of the pharmaceutical factory? Do you have any conditions?"

Wenwen shook her head. "No, I'm just doing my duty as a doctor. I developed a drug that can cure the disease during the epidemic, but it has been spread so badly. But I can't just watch patients die and do nothing. I would be ashamed of my job as a doctor."

She took out a penicillin pill and said, "This is penicillin pill, specifically for treating epidemic diseases. My master and I conducted tens of thousands of experiments day and night to develop it. Lijiawan was also infected with the epidemic this time, and there were more than ten people who couldn't be cured. In the end, they all recovered after using penicillin."

The Secretary-General sat up straight and asked, "Is it better than the special medicine we used last time?"

"Specific drugs only have an inhibitory effect on the epidemic, while penicillin has a therapeutic effect on the virus that causes the epidemic." Wenwen explained.

"Really?" He stood up excitedly and paced back and forth: "It's really great, you master and disciple are really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, saving all the people." No wonder the old gentleman looked at you master and disciple differently, they are really capable.

This disease caught everyone off guard and has spread throughout China. I thought it would be great if the special medicine could control it, but I didn't expect these master and apprentice to be so capable.

Well, I believe all the young people in our country will have such ideals, the Secretary-General thought.

"In fact, the old man is the person I respect the most..."

The Secretary General shook his head and said, "I will convey every word to the old man without missing out: 'Okay, stop trying to fool me. Tell me, what else do you want?'" This kid is not one to suffer any loss.

Wenwen thought that no one would believe the truth.