The director wanted to punch someone, but didn't have the guts.
After all, Sang Ning's combat strength was no less than that of Emmanuel and his men.
In addition, this guy also uses drugs.
He feared that before he could even make a move, Sang Ning would preemptively give him a handful of powder and kill him.
So, even though he was furious, he still forced a friendly smile, pointed to a seat, and gestured for her to sit down and talk.
Do you know why I called you here?
Sang Ning shook her head, sat in the chair and stared at his panda eyes, the more she looked, the more she wanted to laugh.
Seeing the smile in her eyes, the director took a deep breath and said, "Let's get down to business. Don't look me in the eye."
Sang Ning responded with an "oh," and said in a good mood, "Director, this is really affecting your image. Are you sure you don't want to get it treated?"
"How can it be incurable? It's not that it's incurable..."
The director, who had finally realized something halfway through his speech, suddenly brightened up and stared intently at Sang Ning. "I forgot, you got black eyes from Louis and Emmanuel on the day of the finals. Do you have a cure for that?"
I finally realized what was happening.
Sang Ning nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, I have medicine that can cure it."
"It guarantees that the pain will be relieved within five minutes of application, the bruise will fade after three hours, and it will be so healed that it is undetectable within a day."
As she spoke, she asked the director, "Director, would you like a jar of ointment?"
"Come!"
The director reached out his hand to her, and Sang Ning took out a small jar of ointment from her spatial storage and handed it to her.
The director reached out to take it, but Sang Ning quickly pulled her hand back.
"Why...did you take this back?"
"The price hasn't been discussed yet."
The director was dumbfounded. "You took so much of my bonus and a habitable star, and you're trying to negotiate the price for this tiny jar of ointment?"
“One thing at a time. The bonus and the livable star are the rewards I deserve, but the ointment is not a reward you deserve.”
Sang Ning spoke confidently about how complicated the process of making her ointment was, how difficult it was to gather all the raw materials, and how much effort she had put into the process.
The director was speechless for a long time before finally saying quietly, "You really are the kid that Old Gu and the others raised; you won't suffer any loss."
Sang Ning scoffed, "Don't think you can get the ointment for free just by showing off my Uncle Gu. Let me tell you, Dao'er, that's not realistic."
"Be careful, or I might not let you stay at the production crew's place."
“I’m going home with Nana. I believe Nana will be very happy to have me as a guest at her home.”
The director was speechless. Not only would Mo Nainai welcome them, but Mu Tao and the others would too.
Not to mention Qin Heng, who is prepared to go all out to improve her physical condition.
As long as this group of people are willing to protect her, Sang Ning will be safe on Central Star even if she leaves the program team.
Using this to threaten Sang Ning...
Okay, he made a stupid mistake.
How much does this ointment cost?
The director, not ready to continue making foolish mistakes, seriously discussed the price of the ointment with her.
Sang Ning had already checked the prices of pharmaceutical products in this world. Upon hearing this, she held up a finger without hesitation, "Ten thousand. If you want it, I'll give you the ointment and apply it for you so you can better absorb the medicine and relieve the pain and soreness."
"If you don't agree, then I'll take the ointment away."
"purchase!"
The director, fearing she might take the ointment, immediately opened his terminal and transferred the money to her without saying a word.
With a ding, the terminal notification informed her that 10,000 yuan had been deposited into her account.
Sang Ning immediately stood up with a smile and said, "Come on, Dao'er, let me apply the medicine for you."
This attitude is almost too good; I'm starting to panic. What should I do?
The director stared at her intently for a long time before taking a deep breath and looking like he was about to be executed, and said, "Take it easy, don't make it worse."
Sang Ning: "...Don't worry, I have medical ethics."
She gritted her teeth.
It's true, it's only medical ethics that limits him. If she didn't have medical ethics, she would have made Dao'er suffer today.
But whatever, she decided not to argue with the director for the sake of the money.
The result of not arguing with the director was that Sang Ning got to show off her skills.
The massage technique increased the absorption rate of the ointment, relieved his pain and soreness, and made him drowsy in a cool and soothing sensation.
"alright."
Sang Ning stopped and placed the remaining ointment on the table. "If you use it sparingly, it can last for another fifteen or sixteen times."
"That's it?"
The director didn't hear what was said after that; his mind was completely occupied with—
"Could you massage it again? My eyes feel so comfortable now, they don't hurt at all and my eyeballs don't feel swollen."
"Too much of a good thing is bad."
Sang Ning said seriously, "Continuing to press it won't do any good; on the contrary, it will cause eye fatigue."
In short, it's impossible to continue.
The director understood. He sighed and said, "That'll do."
"Sit back down, let's get back to business."
"good."
So Sang Ning sat back down and stared intently at the director.
The director, feeling immense pressure from her scrutiny, still asked seriously, "How much do you know about genetic diseases?"
"···"
She likes it when people get straight to the point.
Unfortunately, the director will be disappointed.
Sang Ning sighed, "Look at the genetic disease you're referring to, Director."
"The genetic disease information I have is generally referring to hereditary diseases."
"This includes diseases caused by single genes, multiple genes, chromosomal abnormalities, etc., as well as orphan diseases."
At this point, she said seriously, "A mutation or defect in a pair of alleles in the gene sequence spirochete can trigger a single-gene disease."
"Polygenic inherited diseases..."
She paused for a moment, then said, "It means a disease in which two or more pairs of alleles in the gene sequence spirochete have been mutated or defective. The genetic factors of this type of disease are mostly influenced by the internal and external environment of the mother's body."
"As for rare genetic diseases, autosomal dominant disorders are basically polydactyly, syndactyly, and achondroplasia... Autosomal recessive disorders include sickle cell anemia, albinism, congenital deafness, and phenylketonuria, which are chromosomal disorders..."
She spoke eloquently, and the director became more and more engrossed in listening, but the more he listened, the more dizzy he became.
What is an X-linked dominant genetic disease?
What exactly is Y-linked genetic disease?
Did you know that there are so many types of genetic diseases?
After Sang Ning finished speaking, the director, whose head was full of questions, couldn't wait to ask, "I don't understand any of what you're saying. I'm just asking you, do you have any way to cure the kind of genetic disease that causes excruciating pain, swelling all over the body, bleeding and hair loss for no reason, scalp peeling off, excruciating pain, and bones that break even without being touched and shatter at the slightest touch?"
Sang Ning's lips twitched slightly. "I can't cure it."
Not to mention the genetic diseases in this world, she has no way to cure most of the genetic diseases she mentioned above.
"Director, to tell you the truth, if you're counting on me to treat your genetic disease, I can tell you it's hopeless."
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