"I want to open a clinic, and I'm also thinking about opening a pharmaceutical factory so that I can provide the medicines I've researched to more people."
"This is a perfect match for you, I have high hopes for you!"
"That's a must."
"There's no way to do it now, but what I want to do in the future is to create a clinic that everyone can afford."
In just a few years, many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in our country have been suppressed, and many good medicines have even disappeared from our country.
Song Yining knew that in the future, in the land of cherry blossoms, she saw many medicines that were commonly used in our country in the past.
In our country, everything is Western medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine has been suppressed by capital and has no place to stand.
So she planned to hope that things could change a little.
Many excellent and insightful traditional Chinese medicine practitioners have already gone abroad.
Some have already been poisoned. Those spies used many schemes to suppress those families with traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.
Or they might try to seize a medicine formula passed down through generations and take it to their country.
In the end, those medicines became their country's property, and they still refused to admit that they had stolen them.
Those people from Japan are truly shameless and deserving of the deepest hell; it feels like we've shown them mercy.
Before Song Yining arrived, a film about the Nanjing Memorial Hall was shown. Although she hadn't seen it herself, she only saw clips of it.
It's enough to drive anyone crazy; those hypocrites have committed heinous crimes, utterly unforgivable.
They should be burned by heavenly thunder and earthly fire for forty-nine days, only then can the wounded souls be comforted.
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