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Chapter 172 Pharmacist [01] Miss Mo, study hard(1/2)

After leaving the Eighth Base, Mo Qing saw a man standing on the side of the road, dressed meticulously, with black hair mixed with a few white strands, a straight waist, and very energetic.

It's Bai Xie.

"Miss Mo."

Seeing Mo Qing come out, Bai Xie immediately walked over with a smile on his face and was very kind.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.

Mo Qing asked: "Pick me up?"

"Yes." Bai Xie came closer, stopped, and lowered his head slightly, "Master Min said that you will come back today. I saw that it was getting late, so I came with Xiaoye to pick you up."

Xiaoye?

Mo Qing glanced around and saw a young man standing next to the car, it was Ye Wubian.

"Um."

Mo Qing nodded slightly.

With the initial prejudice gone, and the fact that Mo Qing had saved Gu Wanwan's life, Bo Xie now regarded Mo Qing as his benefactor.

Be considerate in everything.

After Mo Qing got into the car, Bai Xie handed Mo Qing a bottle of yogurt and a fruit plate.

Bai Xie said: "You are hungry, eat something first. There is food at home."

"oh."

Mo Qing was used to being rough and couldn't get used to it for a while.

However, everything is accepted calmly.

She opened the yogurt and started drinking it.

After taking a sip, Mo Qing rolled his eyes, suddenly picked up his phone, took a photo of the yogurt, and sent it to Jiang Ke.

It was late, but Jiang Ke didn't sleep and quickly sent her a picture back.

It's a bottle of soda.

Mo Qing remembered that the soda tasted terrible.

This man is really annoying.

[Jiang Ke]: This car doesn’t quite match your worth. Where are you?

Mo Qing glanced at it but didn't reply.

He's a rag picker, so he doesn't fit into this car.

After a while, the phone vibrated again.

[Jiang Ke]:?

【Mo Qing】: Just finished the report and returned to Huichun Pavilion.

[Jiang Ke]:Whose car is it?

【Mo Qing】: Gu Wanwan’s housekeeper.

[Jiang Ke]: Oh, I heard that you were leaving his housekeeper, and he brought a handyman as a gift?

【Mo Qing】:Yes.

[Jiang Ke]: Peng Ren, let’s find out.

【Mo Qing】: No, thank you.

[Jiang Ke]: Apart from being a bit noisy, there’s nothing wrong with it.

[Mo Qing]: Your sales pitch is like a villain trying to get rid of a hot potato.

【Jiang Ke】:......

[Jiang Ke]: See you in two days.

[Mo Qing]: Are you coming to Dongshi City?

After sending this sentence, Jiang Ke had no reply.

Mo Qing played with his phone, thought about it, and didn't ask any more questions.



After only being out for a few days, Mo Qing discovered that Huichun Pavilion had been renovated.

Becoming a little unrecognizable.

"We also contracted the store next door and knocked down the middle wall." As soon as he got off the car, Bai Xie explained, "The first is to expand the space, and the second is to make a place for me and Xiao Ye to live, so that it can be convenient to take care of Mr. Min.

I thought about it and renovated it.”

Because there is not enough living space on the second floor, there are only two bedrooms and one living room, which is not enough for Bai Xie and Ye Wubian.

Therefore, Bai Xie and Ye Wubian rented houses nearby.

However, Min Chenghuai is old. If Min Chang and Mo Qing go to the Imperial City and Bai Xie and Ye Wubian live outside, Min Chenghuai will have something to do at night and it will be difficult to take care of him.

So Bai Xie and Ye Wubian have been discussing taking over the store next door.

The money was all paid by Bai Xie, a wealthy housekeeper.

Mo Qing had heard about this before going on this mission, but he didn't expect them to be so fast.

Mo Qing nodded: "Yeah."

"By the way," Mo Qing suddenly said after entering the door, "Young Master Gu will be coming over in two days, do you know?"

"Master Gu is coming to Dongshi City?" Hearing this, Bo Xie suddenly laughed, his eyes full of wrinkles, "We just know. How long will he stay in Dongshi City?"

Mo Qing shrugged: "I don't know."

The smile on Bai Xie's face did not diminish.

Ye Wubian, who was beside him, had a little more expectation on his face.

*

The renovation of the first floor lasted for another two days and was completed. Bai Xie and Ye Wubian moved in the next day.

Huichun Pavilion has reopened, and business has become booming. The number of patients coming to the door is not to mention an endless stream, but it is by no means a small number.

Mo Qing hangs out on the first floor every day.

Very envious.

——She does lack a license.

Another day, Min Chang came downstairs to do accounting and saw Mo Qing playing at the front desk. He walked over and said, "Aren't you going to work at that base?"

Mo Qing lowered her head and didn't know what she was doing. As she moved, something clicked: "Freedom of work."

As he got closer, Min Chang glanced doubtfully and found that Mo Qing was playing with abacus.

He couldn't help being surprised.

Min Chang was confused: "Where did you get the abacus?"

"Let Bo Xie get it."

"...Why are you playing with this?" Min Chang's eyelids twitched.

"Let's have a look, it's pleasing to the eye." Mo Qing was very leisurely, "I only play it when I'm bored."

"Don't read books?"

"Finished reading."

"What about medical treatment?"

"No license."

"Where's the pharmaceuticals?"

"Tired of it."

After asking around, Min Chang touched it, thinking that she might not be interested in anything during this special period.

"What do you think about selling the medicine I made on the shelf?" Mo Qing suddenly asked.

"No chance." Min Chang shook his head, "Three nothings."

The sound of Mo Qing's abacus became louder and louder.

Min Chang's ears were disturbed, he sighed, and suddenly said: "Actually, there is another way."

"Um?"

Mo Qing glanced at him.

"There is a profession called pharmacist." Min Chang said, "This profession is very niche, but very rare. Generally, those who can become pharmacists have graduated from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of a prestigious university, and they must specialize in medicine.
To be continued...
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