Kyoto.
Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Director Jiang Tengshan handed the sealed medicine bag to the apprentice and instructed him, "Go to Qing City in person and deliver these things to Mr. Song."
"Mr. Song Jingcheng?"
"Um."
Jiang Tengshan would not borrow anything from others when it came to Song Jingcheng's health, for fear that someone might add toxic drugs.
As soon as the apprentice left, Jiang Tengshan called Ma Kai.
"Mr. Ma Kai, I have already prepared the aromatherapy that Mr. Song needs and asked my student Zhou Yi to deliver it."
"Each medicine bag is sealed. When you receive the medicine, check it before using it."
Ma Kai expressed his sincere gratitude to Director Jiang: "Thank you for your hard work, Director Jiang."
"Mr. Song strongly supports the work of our Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, and this is all as it should be."
"Oh, right." Director Jiang asked Ma Kai, "I wonder if this prescription can be included in our Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic?"
Ma Kai said hesitantly, "I need to ask the owner of the prescription for instructions. Wait for my reply, Director Jiang."
Ma Kai was nominally Song Jingcheng's driver, but in reality he was his personal bodyguard and also held the position of Minister of Security in the company.
After hanging up the phone, Ma Kai immediately went to the president's office to find Song Jingcheng.
After his illness, Song Jingcheng was not as energetic as before, so he hired a professional think tank team to help manage and operate the company.
When Ma Kai arrived, the team leader Ou Qingyang was discussing business matters with Song Jingcheng.
Seeing Ma Kai, Manager Ou wisely ended the discussion, stood up and said, "Mr. Song, I'm craving a cigarette. I'm going to go out and have a cigarette."
Song Jingcheng nodded, and after Manager Ou left, he asked Ma Kai, "What's the matter?"
"The medicine from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic will be delivered around nine o'clock in the evening. It was personally delivered by Director Jiang's student."
"Also, Director Jiang would like to ask if the calming aromatherapy can be included in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall?"
Song Jingcheng was a little surprised.
The prescriptions that can be included in the National Medical Hall by Director Jiang must be representative classic prescriptions.
Is Ms. Su Jin, who can prescribe this prescription, really just an ordinary barefoot doctor?
"Let me ask."
Song Jingcheng called Chen He.
When she received Song Jingcheng's call, Shen He had just finished get off work and was standing downstairs in the studio waiting for Mu Tingyun to pick her up to go to the hospital to visit Mu Xiao.
Shen He was a little surprised to see the call from Song Jingcheng.
This was the first time Song Jingcheng took the initiative to call her. "Mr. Song? What's going on?"
Song Jingcheng originally wanted to ask about the prescription.
But when the words came to my lips, they became: "Why don't you call me uncle anymore?"
Chen He has been calling him Mr. Song much more often than uncle lately.
Chen He wasn't worried at all about Song Jingcheng finding out her little secret. She calmly explained, "I was thinking that Mu Tingyun and I aren't at the stage of discussing marriage yet, so calling you uncle isn't quite right."
It sounds like there's no problem.
Song Jingcheng really wanted to ask about the marriage talisman, but for some reason he held back the words when they came to his lips.
"Well, remember the calming aromatherapy your grandmother prepared for me? Director Jiang wants to include it in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic so that it can benefit more patients in the future."
"Of course, it's paid. Can you help me ask your grandmother what she means?"
"OK."
"By the way, you..." Song Jingcheng wanted to say something when he heard a beep.
Shen He had already hung up on him.
Song Jingcheng placed his cell phone on the conference table with an unpredictable expression.
Shen He immediately called to inquire about Su Jin's wishes.
Su Jin was making black chicken soup for Chen He.
When she heard this, she was not flattered at all.
Su Jin calmly threw a few red dates into the pot and said, "I agree with this. I'd be happy if I could help more people."
"Okay then."
Chen He logged into WeChat and replied to Song Jingcheng's message. She looked up and saw a black Maybach driving towards her.
When Che Gangting asked, Mu Tingyun bent down and got out of the car with a large bouquet of black roses in his arms.
He handed the rose to Shen He's arms and kissed her forehead lovingly, "Baby, I'm sorry for making you suffer in the hospital today."
There was a cold look in Shen He's eyes.
She fiddled with the black rose and asked Mu Tingyun, "Why do you always give me black roses?"
"I think this kind of rose suits your temperament very well."
"What kind of temperament do I have?" Chen He deliberately made things difficult for Mu Tingyun: "Do you think I'm sinister? I'm full of bad intentions?"
Mu Tingyun laughed when he heard this. He said, "I just think that red roses are too vulgar, and black roses are very special. And you are the most special girl."
Very easy to cheat.
Is it particularly stupid?
Chen He didn't ask any more questions. She got into the car with the bouquet of flowers and found a big gift box on the seat.
She recognized it as a Hermès gift box bag at a glance.
Mu Tingyun took the black rose from Chen He's arms.
Putting the black rose on the passenger seat, Mu Tingyun walked around half a circle and got into the car. He held the gift box with both hands and motioned Chen He to open the gift.
"Open it and take a look?"
Shen He had already guessed what was inside.
She said: "Do you mind if I shoot an unboxing video? I've never experienced the feeling of showing off my wealth, so let me show off my wealth too?"
Mu Tingyun likes Chen He's generous and open-minded personality very much. It is very comfortable to get along with such a girl.
"good."
Chen He turned on the recording function of his phone and found a suitable angle to fix the phone.
Taking photos from this angle, you can just capture Mu Tingyun's hands and chest without him appearing in the shot.
Mu Tingyun noticed this small detail and felt that Chen He was a girl who knew her limits.
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