"Nonsense, you know that's not what I meant." Feng Beijian rolled his eyes.
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows and smiled faintly, "I know! But I'm not kidding. No matter what happens, people only have the energy to do things when they are full. So you don't have to be in a good mood to eat. Many people will overeat when they are in a bad mood!"
"People like that must have something wrong with their heads, right?"
"Yes! You can't get over it!" An Tingyu nodded in agreement.
Hearing this, Feng Beijian burst into laughter, while Tang Liuzhao on the other side shook his head helplessly. This woman An Tingyu...
People asked in a roundabout way whether there was something wrong with her brain.
She admitted it readily.
…
That day, Yang Qingwei went to An Mansion to report on the situation of the past two days.
"In the past two days, not only have the sales of painkillers dropped significantly, but other medicines have also been affected. The entire Nineteenth Medical Clinic has become deserted."
After hearing what Yang Qingwei said, An Tingyu raised her lips sarcastically, "People are sometimes so blind, they believe everything they hear. But it's also true, their lives are at stake, and they don't want to joke with their lives."
The 19th Medical College and the 19th Medical Clinic are one and the same, so if they go bankrupt, they will go bankrupt together. Now that the rumor about fake drugs has spread, the 19th Medical College and the 19th Medical Clinic will definitely be affected. This situation was already expected by her as early as when the fake drug incident came out.
"But the patients who have taken our medicine should be the ones who know best whether it's effective or not. Yet, they're abandoning us just because of a single incident. How ungrateful! Considering how much effort and energy you put into developing this medicine, I feel so sorry for you."
An Tingyu pursed her lips and remained silent.
In modern times, with high-tech equipment, it is much easier to develop medicines. However, in this backward ancient times, she did spend a lot of time and effort to make the finished product of the analgesic pills, but what could she do?
She couldn't demand something in return just because she had paid something. Her original intention in developing the painkiller was not to get any reward from others, because she felt that people with heart disease were far more pitiful than those with terminal illnesses.
Patients with terminal illnesses may know when they will die, but a heart attack can kill them with just a shock, so stimulation and sudden events at any time and place are their fatal points.
However, some things happen without any warning, so compared to other cases, patients with heart disease are the ones who live in fear because they don't know when they will die.
Prince Jing's Mansion, an elegant courtyard.
Xiaohong looked at Lianxiang and smiled, "Miss, you are really amazing. You actually know the situation in Bai Mansion so well. An Tingyu must be extremely worried about this matter now."
Lianxiang frowned slightly and said, "It's not me!"
"Oh!" Xiaohong nodded subconsciously, but when she came to her senses, she was surprised, "It's not you? Then who is it?"
When the rumor about fake medicine came out on the street, she thought it was Lianxiang, because the rumors about An Tingyu and Jing Aotian quarreling, and the rumors that Lianxiang was going to marry into the Jing Palace were all made by Lianxiang, so when there were rumors on the street again, she thought it was Lianxiang, but she didn't expect it was not.
"I wonder who it is!"
Xiaohong pondered for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up and she said, "Could it be him?"
Xiaohong did not explicitly say who this "he" was, but Lianxiang understood it, because there could only be that person.
"It's very possible, but the Grand Master is dead. Logically, our partnership is broken. He shouldn't be helping us. If he really does, he might come back to us."
"That man is not an ordinary person, and what he wants to do is not a good thing. Girl, we'd better have less contact with him. The National Master cooperated with him in the past because of An Tingyu, but now there is no need for us to do that. So if it is really him, we must never join forces with him again." Xiaohong felt that they should no longer have any contact with that man, otherwise they would be dragged into trouble by him.
"But what we want to do may coincide with what he wants to do."
"Even so, we can't be stupid! Who is he? After all these years of contact, don't you know him? Now, while we still have a way out, we should keep our distance from him. Otherwise, even if we want to distance ourselves from him later, it will be impossible."
"We may not be able to clear ourselves of the charges now." Lianxiang said without thinking.
Although 'Fu Mo' was dead, she knew too much about that person. Although she didn't know his identity, she could feel that he was not an ordinary person. Otherwise, what qualifications did he have to want to sit on the throne of Longyan Kingdom?
So even if they want to stop now, that person may not be able to stop them.
"girl……"
"Okay, I'll think this over carefully." Lianxiang waved her hand, not expecting Xiaohong to go down first.
Hearing this, Xiaohong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she just slowly closed her mouth and left Lianxiang's room.
On the other side, Jing Aotian raised his eyebrows in surprise after hearing Liu Yunsheng's report. "If it's not Lianxiang? Then who could it be?"
"I don't know who it was, but Cheng Feng did say he didn't see Lianxiang make any moves, so it definitely wasn't her."
"It seems that the man has done it himself." Jing Aotian said indifferently. In the past, there was 'Fu Mo' as a gunman, but now 'Fu Mo' is dead, and the man behind the scenes can only do it himself.
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