Just when Liu Xiaoli, who reacted, was secretly wondering whether to strike while the iron was hot and let Sissi and Mu Rong completely break up, Jiang Xin came to find Sissi and brought her a letter sent from Xiangjiang.

Liu Xiaoli didn't know what the letter was, she only knew that after Qian Qian hid in the room and read the letter, she was tired of talking to Mu Rong for more than an hour, and when she came out again, the smile on her face never disappeared again.

Liu Xiaoli saw it in her eyes, and her heart was sour.

I didn't answer people's calls before, but a letter was taken down?

If this is really together in the future, will it not be eaten to death by others?

But Liu Xiaoli also had to admit that Mu Rong's trick really worked.

Where has a girl of Sissi's age ever seen such a trick?

Compared with cold text messages and emails, a handwritten letter is undoubtedly twice as lethal.

Even Liu Xiaoli herself was very fond of this trick back then, not to mention a little girl like Sissi.

She was right.

When Liu Yifei saw Mu Rong's words full of apologies and thoughts written in fly-headed small letters, she had already fallen in an instant.

She didn't expect that her cousin would write to her by hand.

It's so romantic!

After reading a letter, she completely forgot how to get angry, and only the sweetness of the greasy was left in her heart.

couldn't help but call Mu Rong, and after chatting for more than an hour, the two of them were completely reconciled, and they were a little more intimate than before.

Mu Rong has long been aware of this.

He knows how to coax his cousin too well!

……

The filming progress of "Big Old Man" has passed the halfway point, and the shooting intensity has been reduced a lot.

On the last day of March, Leslie Cheung came to the set again to visit the class.

But this time he didn't come to find Zhang Bozhi, but to visit Mu Rong's class.

He was in a much better mood than the last time we met, and he felt a little refreshed.

He didn't come empty-handed, and before anyone arrived, the ordered milk tea and coffee were delivered in advance.

When he arrived at the crew, he found Mu Rong.

Holding the thermos cup, he sipped the warm Chinese medicine inside and exclaimed: "This medicine is really useful, I have only had one attack since I drank this medicine, but the intensity is much smaller than before, it's really amazing!" ”

"Really? That's good. ”

Mu Rong was also quite surprised.

When he first drank this medicine, he didn't feel anything, because he was pretending to be it.

I didn't expect that after this medicine was symptomatic, it really worked!

It's really worthy of being the "enemy of Hades", and there really is a set!

After drinking the medicinal soup, Leslie Cheung's expression became much more serious.

"Ah Rong, can you introduce me to the miracle doctor?"

"Huh?"

Hearing his question, Mu Rong was stunned, and then reacted that Leslie Cheung asked the old Chinese medicine doctor he casually said last time.

"This..."

Mu Rong hesitated.

Where does this lead him to referrals?

He doesn't have the ability to send Leslie Cheung to the Great Song Dynasty!

A lie needs to be made up for by countless lies, Mu Rong thought for a moment, and then asked, "That old Chinese medicine doctor has passed away, do you have something to do with him?" ”

"Huh? That's a shame. ”

Leslie Cheung sighed with regret: "This medicine is really effective, I want to find him, buy the prescription, and donate it to all patients who have depression like me."

Depression is an immortal terminal disease, and no one who has ever had it knows how painful it is, if all people with depression can take this medicine, then there will not be so much pain in the world. ”

Hearing him say this, Mu Rong couldn't help but think: "That's easy to do, that old Chinese medicine doctor is actually a distant relative of mine, and I am also half of his apprentice, otherwise I wouldn't know this prescription."

When he died, his mantle was passed to me, and I had the right to dispose of the prescription. ”

He is the only one in this world who knows Xue Muhua, the "enemy of Hades", and it is reasonable to say that he has inherited the mantle of Xue Muhua.

"Really? That's great! ”

Leslie Cheung said happily: "Then you can sell me this prescription!" You can make a price as much as you want, I don't bargain! ”

Hearing this, Mu Rong did not agree, but groaned.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Are there many people with depression?" ”

"A lot."

Leslie Cheung nodded and said: "I also got this disease to know, just in Xiangjiang there are more than 100,000 depressed patients, and in the world, there are tens of millions of depressed patients, and many of them are untreated, and they are in torment every day." ”

Speaking of this, Leslie Cheung couldn't help but sigh, and said with a complicated expression: "Every year, nearly 1,000 people in Xiangjiang commit suicide, and more than half of them are depressed patients, and this disease has really killed many people. ”

Mu Rong listened silently, nodded, and asked again: "How much is a bottle of the medicine you took to treat depression before?" ”

"There are hundreds of yuan, thousands of yuan, and some imported drugs sold by big foreign pharmaceutical companies even sell for tens of thousands of yuan."

Leslie Cheung shook his head: "But none of them are as effective as this Chinese medicine." ”

Mu Rong was still asking: "What is the cost of this pair of Chinese medicine you caught?" ”

Hearing him ask, Leslie Cheung realized something and frowned slightly.

But he still said seriously: "The cost of this side medicine is about more than 130 yuan, and it will cost at most 1,000 yuan a month. ”

After a pause, he looked at Mu Rong and asked, "Do you want to sell medicine?" The effect of this drug is very good, and if it can be sold, it will be a good thing for patients, but can it not be sold too expensive? I can add money to subsidize. ”

"You're mistaken."

Mu Rong smiled slightly and explained: "I do want to sell medicine, but I don't want to use this medicine to make money. ”

Seeing that he was puzzled, Mu Rong smiled and continued to explain: "Think about it, a pair of medicines that cost only more than 100 yuan, even if we sell it at double the price, it will be less than 300 yuan.

The effect of less than 300 yuan of medicine is better than that of drugs sold for tens of thousands of yuan, what will those pharmaceutical factory owners think when this new drug comes out? ”

Mu Rong doesn't know much about business, but he understands human nature.

Sometimes, good intentions don't always lead to good things.

Master Wang gave porridge for disaster relief, did not charge a penny, and personally brought the porridge to the victims, but he would be pointed at his nose and scolded because the porridge was not thick enough.

Mr. Huang hired the victims to work, as long as the body was strong, twenty wen a day, a full lunch, shouting and drinking to the laborers, scolding and scolding, but he was still said to be a good person.

Pure good deeds can only be done by gods, and if the superior wants to do things with pure kindness, he is a pure fool.

By means of thunderbolts, the bodhisattva's heart is revealed.

If you don't want this drug to be just a flash in the pan and be stinked by competitors with all kinds of disgusting methods, then you must find a viable means that can continue to develop.

After hearing Mu Rong's question, Leslie Cheung immediately realized the problem and immediately apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I want to be simple." ”

Mu Rong didn't care, he thought for a while and asked, "I don't know if you've heard Gu Zai say that we plan to build a charitable foundation?" ”