In one morning, Lu Chuanbei and his colleagues were so tired that they could not even straighten their backs before they finished planting rice in half an acre of land.
Not only that, He Xuebin even slumped down on the edge of the field, not wanting to move at all: "I can't do it anymore. If I keep planting rice like this, my waist will definitely break."
"Think about the money you still owe." Zhang Bosong said calmly, "Besides, it's only two acres of land. If we work harder, we can finish it."
"We want to, too," Lu Chuanbei panted. "But this is two mu of land. One mu is over 660 square meters, so two mu is over 1,300 square meters. Even the production team's donkeys couldn't handle it all at once."
"That's impossible," Zhang Bosong said quickly, "The donkeys in the production team are much more capable than you."
"Good man, is this the time to be talking about this?" Xu Qi was completely exhausted. "Besides, I'm your new guest. I've only been here for one day and you're already asking me to do farm work. Don't you have any conscience?"
"Of course it doesn't hurt. On the contrary, I feel very happy watching you work."
"You know, you're liable to get beaten if you say that?"
Zhang Bosong laughed proudly and said, "So, I just like the way you guys can't stand me but can't get rid of me."
"Let's go. This conversation can't continue."
"Hey, where are you going?" Zhang Bosong stood on the edge of the field and shouted at Lu Chuanbei and the others.
"You're not going home for lunch at noon. Do you think you're still responsible for my meals?"
"It's impossible for me to provide food. If you can provide me with food, I can go back with you."
"never mind!"
"hehe……"
"You have such a big face!"
"That's a nice thought!"
When they got home, Lu Chuanbei and his friends, who could barely lift their arms and legs, simply cooked a pot of noodles with the vegetables sent by the villagers yesterday and the remaining pickled meat at home.
After a noisy meal, no one wanted to move.
After resting for a while, Lu Chuanbei got up and poured the snails they caught in the paddy field in the morning into the sink to wash them. He then added a handful of salt and oil and soaked them together to spit out the sand.
The eels were also put into the bucket and raised temporarily.
On the other hand, after learning the whole story of how Sister Yan was cheated, Song Jiaqi kept a portion of the working capital and lent all the remaining liquid funds to her.
"Take these first and buy back what needs to be sold."
"Don't worry about the loan sharks for now. Let me consult a lawyer and see what to do next."
Sister Yan looked at the bank card in her hand: "But..."
"Don't say buts." Song Jiaqi said, "The most important thing for you now is to keep the beauty salon going. Don't let it go when you've invested so much money and then just go back and get nothing. That would be the end of the world."
Sister Yan held the card tightly: "Okay, consider this money as a loan from you."
As she spoke, she picked up the paper and pen in the room and wrote an IOU to Song Jiaqi: "Here, I'll pay you back with interest when I make money."
"Of course, if I lose money, I'll compensate you with the demolition money."
At the same time, the First People's Hospital's physical examination report on Li Mingyuan also came out.
Upon hearing the news, Yang Donghai rushed to the hospital and barged into Dean Zhou's office. "Dean Zhou, is the physical examination report out?"
"You're quite well-informed," Dean Zhou said as he excitedly handed the report to Yang Donghai. "Come and see, the virus in Li Mingyuan's body has completely disappeared."
"Really?" Yang Donghai hurriedly looked at the report in his hand.
When he saw that all the neurotoxins caused by rabies and the residual toxins in the human body caused by ingestion and breathing were excreted, he realized that they were all gone.
Judging from the test report, Li Mingyuan looked healthy and did not look like someone who had just had rabies.
Not only that, Li Mingyuan's recovery speed is much faster than that of ordinary people who have been infected with neurotoxins.
Moreover, according to the report, the removal of the toxins did not harm Li Mingyuan's body at all.
This report simply shocked Yang Donghai.
"Is this true?"
"Yes." Dean Zhou said excitedly, "Director Yang, do you know how much of a sensation this report will cause in the medical community?"
Of course Yang Donghai knew.
After all, the medical community has never stopped researching how to conquer neurotoxins. Not only that, rabies is the biggest challenge facing all this research.
But now, just this one medicine can directly solve the problem of rabies and also overcome the difficult problem of neurotoxins.
How could Yang Donghai not be excited about this?
but……
"It's a pity, I don't know how much of this medicine the Song family still has."
Dean Zhou was stunned when he heard this. "What do you mean by that? How much more do you mean? Hasn't this drug already been successfully developed?"
"No." Yang Donghai then told Dean Zhou the origin of this medicine.
"So, the Jingyuan Detoxification Pills are an ancient medicine left in the Song family pharmacy. The bottle you took out last time might be the last few pills?" Dean Zhou felt unwell at the moment.
Yang Donghai nodded.
"No, I can't let this happen."
"What do you want to do?"
"Let's go to the Song Family Pharmacy."
Dean Zhou said nothing and dragged Yang Donghai outside...
In the grape courtyard, Song Tiantian, who had been busy catching snails for the whole morning, was still immersed in a sweet dream.
The poor Lu Chuanbei and his companions had just rested for a while when they were called up by Zhou Paopi and Zhang Bosong. They went to the edge of the field again and started a new round of farming.
When Song Tiantian opened her eyes after a good sleep, she was the only one left in the entire grape courtyard.
Song Tiantian blinked a few times and then met the photographer's gaze: "Uncle, are we the only ones left at home?"
The camera nodded.
"Great, let's get treatment then."
"What?"
The photographer was caught off guard. He had no idea why this situation would happen.
The photographer was grabbed by Song Tiantian and pressed onto the small stool where she was sitting.
The camera that was originally carried on the shoulder was now placed directly on the photographer who was curled up on a small bench and looked very pitiful.
Song Tiantian ran into the room excitedly, took out the acne cream she had made some time ago from her small suitcase, and ran back excitedly.
"What is this?" Photographer Xiao Li looked at the ointment on Song Tiantian's hand and had a bad feeling.
"Acne cream." Song Tiantian said without hesitation: "But I like to call it acne remover."
"The acne is gone?" Photographer Xiao Li couldn't help but touch his face, which had become more severe due to overtime work. He couldn't help but say to Song Tiantian, "Tiantian, does this really work?"
"Of course, this is made specially for you." Song Tiantian said proudly.
"Really?" Xiao Li suddenly started to worry.
"Really? I even asked my dad to take the ointment to the National Medical Products Administration for testing." Song Tiantian turned over the test barcode on the back of the ointment and showed it to Xiao Li. "Look, this is the test barcode. My dad said that if I scan it, I can find the report from the National Medical Products Administration."
[I took a screenshot and searched, and it really exists...]
[I saw the test report issued by the A City Drug Administration. It even has an anti-counterfeiting code, so... this is a genuine test report.]
So, it seems that after the last incident, Xiao Lu applied for testing for all the homemade pills and ointments his family sold, excluding traditional Chinese medicine.
[Yes, yes, yes, the Wuhei pills I bought the day before yesterday had a test barcode on the back. I just scanned it and it's genuine.]
[Oh my god, this feels so safe!]
While Xiao Tiantian was looking for the tools to apply the medicine, Xiao Li secretly took out his mobile phone and scanned the inspection code a few times.
When the test report from the Drug Administration appeared in front of him, with the anti-counterfeiting mark stamped by the Drug Administration on it, Xiao Li felt relieved instantly.
On this side, Song Tiantian went to the kitchen and found a small flat wooden stick. After disinfecting it several times with disinfectant wipes, she brought it over to apply ointment to Xiao Li.
"Hiss..." The cool feeling brought by the ointment on his face made Xiao Li gasp.
"What's wrong?" Song Tiantian stopped immediately and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, just a little bit cold."
"That's right." Song Tiantian said seriously with a stern face, "Ointment will feel cool on your face, and it will feel a little hot for a while, but it doesn't matter, it will be gone in a while, and the pimple will shrink by then."
"Really?" Xiao Li, who has used many acne creams, is still a little skeptical.
"Of course it's true. Tiantian never lies."
"Then I would like to thank Tiantian first."
"Hey, you're welcome." Song Tiantian twisted her body a little embarrassedly: "Uncle, just take prettier pictures of me in the future."
Hearing this, Xiao Li couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, no matter whether this ointment is effective or not, uncle will take a beautiful photo of you."
So, this ointment is what Xiao Tiantian used to bribe Xiao Li, right?
[Holy crap, are we witnessing some kind of massive bribery operation?]
In the Song family's living room, Maomao was sitting on the sofa intently, watching the live broadcast projected by Grandma Song.
When he saw Tiantian applying the ointment to Xiao Li, the little guy was a little jealous: "Tiantian has never applied the ointment to me before."
"What's wrong?" Sister Yan came out of the study and saw Maomao pouting and looking unhappy. "Are you still mad at your mother?"
"Don't worry, Mom won't sell the house anymore."
"Really?" Maomao suddenly became happy. "So, I can be Tiantian's neighbor again."
"Sure, and we can all be neighbors in the future."
"That's great!" Maomao couldn't help but cheer, "Mom, I knew you were the best!"
"That's perfect." Sister Yan couldn't help but smile and picked her up. "Aren't you going to express your gratitude?"
"Mumumumu" Maomao kissed Sister Yan.
And at this moment, Xiao Li's exclamation suddenly came from the TV...
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