Chapter 100 Shameless
At this time, Chi’s Chinese Medicine Hospital.
Jiang Ci wrote a prescription in the office and gave it to Chi Che.
Chi Che glanced at the herbs on the prescription and said in surprise, "It is indeed the right medicine for the disease, and it can also make Xiao You stronger."
"You also know Chinese medicine?"
"I know a little bit." Chi Che said modestly.
In fact, he had been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, but because of his brother Chi Ming, he did not want to compete with his brother for the inheritance of the Chi family, so he resolutely went abroad to study Western medicine after graduating from high school.
Now that his brother is dead, he has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Chi family.
Jiang Ci said: "Chinese medicine culture has a long history and is profound. It would be great if you could pass it on."
Chi Che's eyes lit up: "My grandfather said the same thing. He said that Chinese traditional medicine is no worse than Western traditional Chinese medicine, but few people believe it now."
"Someone is targeting you, and the fact that good medicinal materials have been monopolized over the years has led to people's distrust." Jiang Ci said earnestly, "Remember, practicing medicine starts with building moral integrity. If you only do this out of profit, then you are not a true doctor with a kind heart."
Chi Che nodded heavily: "Master Jiang is right. My Chi family motto is that human life is at stake, and medical ethics are the most important."
Jiang Ci smiled and said, "The Chi family is indeed a family of great virtue. When I meet Xiaojiu, I will give the book to your Chi family, and it will not be in vain for my many years of compilation."
Chi Che asked curiously: "Xiao Jiu? What book is it?"
Jiang Ci was about to say something when an angry roar came from the corridor outside the door.
"How many times do I have to say this? My brother and I are from two different families. We separated decades ago. My family really doesn't know anything about the Song Group!"
It was Song Youlin's voice.
It seems that a reporter called him.
Song Youlin was so angry that he leaned against the wall and smashed his phone while gasping for breath.
Chi Che was afraid that he was stuck outside the door, so he went out to check.
Jiang Ci also came out.
When Song Youlin saw Jiang Ci, he was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Seeing my family fall into poverty, are you proud of it?"
Jiang Ci smiled but said nothing.
Chi Che frowned and said in a bad tone, "Mr. Song, what do you mean by this? Your brother Song Jinmin committed a crime. Was it Master Jiang who instigated him?"
Song Youlin's old face was still covered with scars, and he looked a lot thinner, but his glaring eyes were particularly powerful.
He stared at Jiang Ci with a bad look on his face, "She knew long ago that the ancestral grave would bring disaster to my family, but she didn't tell my family how to solve it. My brother's family is about to be destroyed, and even my family has been implicated."
"Jiang Ci! You must be laughing at my family now, laughing at me for not listening to you that day and now I am in such bad luck."
Chi Che was stunned: "It was you who didn't believe Master Jiang, and now you blame her for not telling you the solution? My God, did Master Jiang owe you anything? Who are you?"
Oh my god, this was the first time he saw such a shameless person!
He really regretted calling him Grandpa Song since he was a child.
Damn it grandpa!
This old thing is not worthy!
Song Youlin scolded with a sullen face: "I am of the same generation as your grandfather. How dare you, a junior, speak to an elder in such a tone?"
Chi Che rolled his eyes, "Elder? How ridiculous! What kind of elder are you? I, Chi Che, don't have such an immoral elder."
"You little bastard, you--" Song Youlin gasped for breath, his face turning blue with anger.
Chi Che was afraid that Jiang Ci would be suspicious, so he quickly comforted her: "Master Jiang, his family's evil deeds have nothing to do with you, don't take it to heart."
Not to mention taking it to heart, Jiang Ci didn't even take it seriously.
She had long anticipated the fate of the Song family.
Originally, the fortune of the Song Group would slowly weaken within a year until it collapsed into ruins.
She had no interest in getting involved.
Who made Song Sibei hurt Xiao You?
Xiao You was her landlord, and because of her suffering, she took action to accelerate the downfall of the Song Group.
As for Song Youlin's lineage, although they will not be imprisoned like Song Jinmin's family, they will also be seriously damaged. They will suffer injuries and financial losses.
"What's that look in your eyes?" Seeing the mockery and disdain in her eyes, Song Youlin became even angrier. "Even if my family is extremely unlucky, I won't look for a psychopath like you!"
In fact, after the Song family members suffered misfortunes one after another, he believed what Jiang Ci said that any accident with the ancestral grave would bring disaster to future generations.
He knew that his granddaughter would ask Jiang Ci for help.
Who would have thought that the granddaughter came back crying twice and said that Jiang Ci did not save her.
He understood that Jiang Ci must have done it on purpose.
Just because he didn't trust her for a moment, she had to watch the Song family suffer.
Such a vicious thought!
Even if she really was a master of metaphysics, he would rather fall to his death than beg her humbly!
What’s more, my granddaughter has already found a Master Wang!
The granddaughter said that Master Wang was very capable. She had seen it with her own eyes and had taken him to her ancestral grave to perform rituals.
Song Youlin believed that the Song family’s misfortune could be perfectly resolved without Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci said with a smile: "Then wait and see, if I am not here, who else will solve the problems of your Song family."
The issue of the Song family’s ancestral tomb could have been resolved earlier.
It's the Song family's fault for delaying.
All the sins committed by Song Jinmin over the years, coupled with the resentment of his ancestors, have erupted.
A peaceful solution is no longer possible.
Unless she takes action to suppress the resentment of the Song ancestors.
Of course, she didn't have the time.
Song Youlin watched Jiang Ci walk away gracefully, and was so angry that his heart ached. "You, you little bastard! Are you the only master of metaphysics in the world?"
Chi Che looked at Song Youlin with difficulty in explaining.
Why didn’t I find old people so annoying before?
Fortunately, my grandfather has cut off ties with him.
Just as Chi Che was about to leave, he suddenly smelled an indescribable stench coming from Song Youlin.
"You..." He widened his eyes.
Song Youlin's whole body stiffened and he looked down in disbelief.
I saw a piece of poop falling out of my trouser leg.
Chi Che quickly called out: "Doctor, nurse, come quickly! The patient is incontinent!"
Song Youlin has been proud all his life, but at this moment he is extremely ashamed and angry!
He stood there at a loss, feeling extremely embarrassed.
At the same time, an inexplicable panic rose in my heart.
Could it be that...
Is the Song family, a distinguished family of scholars, really going to perish?
No, it's impossible.
Song Youlin gritted his teeth. His granddaughter had already invited a master, who came from Longcheng!
It can definitely be solved!
Chi Che called for someone to carry Song Youlin to the ward, and cleaned him and examined his body.
And at this moment, the Song family ancestral tomb.
Song Ran watched Wang Xuanzi performing the ritual with nervousness and anticipation.
The immortal master said that as long as the ritual is completed, the Song family’s bad luck will be lifted.
Wang Xuanzi was just one step away. He lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner.
Unexpectedly.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't insert the three incense sticks, as if there was an invisible force resisting him.
Wang Xuanzi frowned and said, "Song ancestors, how long are you going to make trouble? Are you going to watch your descendants suffer?"
"We have burned so much paper money and tinfoil for you. It is enough for you to live a rich life in the underworld. Please spare your descendants! Only if your descendants are well, you will be well too!"
He said a few words in succession and lit the incense again.
However.
The three incense sticks broke at the same time.
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